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story of my recovery
By Tomas Karkalas
I was sick - felt myself very-very sick at a moment I heard that the words we speak have power to heal. Yet hot 'Wow!' came out as out of itself then. I jumped from my bed and immediately turn on my TV.
Now the deep Oooops... came out. The news were...I just fear to pronounce that word. If the words we say heal us indeed, then how to explain the destructive to smile impact of the public speeches? Why? I went out, yet wandered around only a second. I saw a man, who dig the snow for our walk could be more comfortable. He didn't complain for the life injustices, but dig.
Then I saw the children who were involved in the passionate snowball fight. I...I just have no strength to mourn further. Thus I bought the red-red rouse and gifted the flower to old lady who was moving by me at a moment.
Hot thank you for her presence among us came out of itself. The woman dint understood any, but we both bloomed with smile. The words we say heals indeed, we just need not to try to prove that wisdom to others, but smile and wish to smile. This story was not a fiction. I can swear by all gods for each word was the truss here despite the fact that it may be defined as the Little-known historical events. This story reports what was leaned by me from my Life History studies. The moral:
Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it – said Bernard Meltzer.
The above is my motivational quote.
I was born in 1955 in Lithuania and started to grow. Unfortunately the head trauma mixed the typical order of events in 1974 … That could be the end, yet God returned me to life after some walk on the edge of the death. Thus while living with the disabilities, I share not the complaints for my current state of health, but thank for the light I hear now. Thus my art is the meditation in color, where all pictures are the footmarks of the love. The fine arts make the sick the rich with the hearty ‘Hi, my dear!’ It‘s our love one to other that defines the depth of the steps we leave in life. My pictures help me to find myself in my surroundings by navigating by the eternities in the modern world. I hope you will recognize yourself in my paintings as well and will enjoy the light too.
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Candleday
Fine arts and me
candleday.wordpress.com
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Your tales are very provacative and interesting, Tomas.
Thank you for sharing.
Best to you.
Frederick
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