Sometimes the prettiest souls are hiding the most violent demons.
NIKOL MEJDNSometimes the prettiest souls are hiding the most violent demons.
NIKOL MEJDNEvery birth has its significant lifetime miracles. We are supposed to forget all but we are also supposed to remember again. The veil of oblivion exists to make it more interesting to discover ourselves again.
NIKOL MEJDNA wanderer who found beauty in a quiet jungle and went into a mysterious paradise in search of a treasure of silence in which the whole universe hides.
NIKOL MEJDNTo discover the depth of darkness, you have to speak your mind out loud and be willing to be seen as crazy in the eyes of people because insanity is a duende moving darkness aside, showing what’s behind the black curtains.
NIKOL MEJDNYou are all either a manifestation of my light or shadows.
NIKOL MEJDNHer lips have so many burns and scars, but they are still sugar-sweet.
NIKOL MEJDNThere are so many pieces of souls flying above us and obscuring the sky that the sunrays can barely reach the Earth.
NIKOL MEJDNWhen the sun goes down, sometimes I am psychotic, sometimes I am reckless, sometimes I am aggressive but when I talk to the moon about the life on Earth, I am forgiven because the night understands me.
NIKOL MEJDNEarth is a place where we learn to fly in human form. We all gather here in the miraculous place where a tiny seed grows a flower with its own smell or a tree that casts shade onto the land of people.
NIKOL MEJDNI want to talk with you about the love revolution and how the clouds above us turn pink every time I kiss you. I know where in my lucid dreams there is a door behind which there are all the abandoned dreams you can dream forever.
NIKOL MEJDNShe bleeds the life of golden rose from her lips whenever she kisses.
NIKOL MEJDNI pray for children to receive full presence from their parents and not just their shadows. I pray that every place feels like home when we’re out there searching for stars. I pray for the dreamers to become their own dream.
NIKOL MEJDNI am held in the arms of butterflies like kids who have to find a monster in their nightmare before they can return back to a dreamy state of love.
NIKOL MEJDNWhen the coarctation of mind replaces the latitude of heart, then life is a battlefield between gone and unborn. The war between things you cannot change and things you cannot touch.
NIKOL MEJDNYou were the sun to me, but tell me how come your sunbeams have so many shadows?
NIKOL MEJDNYou can meet me at local beach. I am waiting for you so that we can find ourselves together between the beach and Heaven.
NIKOL MEJDN