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IMG_6655 (1)The moon liked them the most. Elixir to a less traveled place.


By Fatjona R. Lubonja
The more the sun sailed toward the coast the more her thoughts echoed inside her head. After all these years her childhood memories woke up from a long time of hibernation. Suddenly her present was traveling through the past into the unknown future. She had left that place too young to remember anything…more

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Përse mbajmë mend disa gjëra dhe jo disa të tjera? Ç’far ndodh me trurin?

Përse mbajmë mend disa gjëra dhe jo disa të tjera? Kujtesa për trurin është çelësi për te mbijetuar. Nga momenti i zhvillimit të trurit ne ndërtojme memorje në mënyrë që të ushqehemi, levizim, comunikojme, zhvillojme marrdhënie sexuale.., dhe shumë veprime të tjera që janë të domosdoshme për të jetuar…me shume

 

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The Mind’s Face. The Mystery of the Brain.

How would we recognize our own face if the mirrors were never invented? That was all she thought when the lights went out and the dark took over in a selfish power. Do we really recognize our own face or we are just used to the illusion or perception created from our brain? Can we vision our face if the lights are out? She continued asking questions that she thought were the key to understanding the mind’s visual perception of “self” in a visual world…more

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A Point of View: The World of Dyslexia

The city loved to flirt with the night, letting her go slowly. Nothing was in the rush, even the sunrise. The cable stones would reflect back the shadows of everything left behind. The linear perspective of the dimensional world during the day was abandoned by the continuous geometric deformation during the night. She liked observing the city at night. The two-dimensional world of viewing the city was easier for her. She lived in the world of Dyslexia….more

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Bird’s Eye Vision

That day she saw the rain as she had never seen before. For years she had seen the rain falling flat and repetitive. The discovery of the rain shaped in space randomly surrounding her was breathtaking. The rain drops created dimensional around her from above. It saddened her to realize that was the first time she experienced such view….more

 

 

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Freckled Moments

Her thoughts were freckled every time she visited that city. It began with the heat of the day that tired even the dust around and it ended stretching to the jazzy nights. That city was like a quantum grid in her brain that was tirelessly in motion. Its shape was changed every time she visited. She was biased in every road she took, over and over, repetitively like in captivity. …more

IMG_3850The Phonetic of “Love”

“Love” was the word he didn’t say. It was left behind with other residues of young age genuine silliness. For years he looked back, to only discover nothing was the same, but one thing, his shadow footprints were left untouchable in his memory….more

 

Mother2How Do I Prepare my Mother for  Her Death?

Cancer was the only word I heard and it was enough to land me somewhere I have never been. I felt sad suddenly and afraid to have experienced it. The light went out and the dark took over in a selfish way. I conquered fear and didn’t know what to do with it….more

IMG_2479 (1)Angel’s V. Day

Love was older that the cobble stones paved in that city. He felt that by endlessly looking at her walking delicately as if she was kissing the cold surface of each old stone. Showing off her finer side of her soul through her coquette body movement was satisfyingly enjoyable….more

 

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A Beautiful Summer Day

The summer decided to have a sense of humor that day. Primitively intense the heat stretched over the beach-goers head and body obsessed. Very large beach umbrellas turned into destinations for many people trying to resist the heat served by the sun above their head and sand below their feet….more

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How Do We Learn

Why some people are able to learn a new skill faster while others require extra time?Learning is complex and hold the key to the ability of the brain on organizing, developing, storing, understanding,… and more. There are many brain activity factors that influence learning. …more

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The World of Dyslexia

The city loved to flirt with the night, letting her go slowly. Nothing was in the rush, even the sunrise. The cable stones would reflect back the shadows of everything left behind. The linear perspective of the dimensional world during the day was abandoned by the continuous geometric deformation during the night. She liked observing the city at night. The two-dimensional world of viewing the city was easier for her. She lived in the world of Dyslexia. …more

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What do you think about this women? Is she really having an orgasm? The girl standing next to me said while observing the same painting. At that moment, two girls, stranger to each other until that moment, chosen by the random probability of a causal observation at the museum, suddenly allowed themselves to a conversation momentum…more

IMG_0320Multilingual Seduction

She served languages for dinner, mixing up with a cocktail of sounds and words. Evenings with friends wasn’t much about the food but rather about the freedom of speaking different languages, even though many of them often didn’t understand what was said. The conversations were so intense so they would forget what languages they spoke…..more

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Who is Socrates?

Ana had never imagined her past would haunt her present as if she was cursed by a witch. The closer she sailed towards the coast, the more her thoughts echoed declaring war inside her head. After all these years, her childhood memories woke up …more

 

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Autism Conspiracy

What are the emotions? Where did my emotions go? – the young boy asked his peers seating in front of him. I have autism and often I am told I don’t have emotions. I am not sure if I lost them when I was a baby and they didn’t tell me where I can find them. Do you know anything?….more

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The Guy with the Biking Helmet

That was the day that life trusted him. It was like a new beginning and all he craved was for an ordinary day. At least for one day he wanted to forget the “still present” past. The scar he had was inevitable, although, he tried very hard to ignore. The only way he would deal …more

 

 

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The World of Dyslexia

The city loved to flirt with the night, letting her go slowly. Nothing was in the rush, even the sunrise. The cable stones would reflect back the shadows of everything left behind. The linear perspective of the dimensional world during the day was abandoned by the continuous geometric deformation during the night….more

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The Days that Left Without Permission

Time was ironically playing with him. He went to sleep that day and did not wake up. The next day came and left, and the days after followed. Suddenly all those days left without his permission. He fell but was not pushed, yet he was lifted but was not held…more