The colors are explosive, necessary in any image. They don't only give life, they give meaning; and produced more life. It's magic to see how people become color, the before and after, is a great difference. But the color is reborn alone, "reborn" because it was always present but repressed. It's in our mind, where all the signs of life are lodged and from where the magic goes off; spinning like a spiral.
The mind is powerful for the same reason; for its colors. We can reach everything with only thinking it hardly. The book "The secret" talk about it, about the power that we can have if we want it, 'cause is all about what you want, keep it clear; everything is in ambition.
We don't know the wonderful things that with only mind we can reach, exploring its colors and using them to transmit life to every desire that we have and to materialize it, in whatever form, in the way that we imagine it. Everything we think and feel is a car engine to get what we want, only a little gasoline, which would be the colors, to get it and go beyond.
We have to discover our colors, letting them out, being colors between colors without fear; we must reveal our mysteries to know the mysteries of the world. And the mind is the source of these appreciations, know how to handle it and opens up a universe full of possibilities.
Let your mind blow.
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