What is sixth sense? think you are a painter carelessly and you'll know only after painting the picture that the color you used is identical to the canvas.
landscapes, seas, mountains, alluring woman showing her breasts and men dormant leafless tree breathing the silence of the moment, everything you've given from your heart is there in front of you but nobody can see it. Not even yourself when you open your eyes beaming from the world of creation you can see. So in these cases, the painter also painted the picture using his own blood, drop by drop and the red turns brown, then black, then suddenly a flash followed by the pink that turns yellow in the hope of blue to green to return indigo scarlet, as high as low, presumptuous and unnecessary, humble as dominant. And so the picture can be observed, comes to life in the drop paid, takes the color that has been donated. The painter died happily in the framework and spirit back to observe how far and near, let the breath from the heart, eyes off the beam.
But in horror as the painter realizes that the painting is not his, what he sees, his impression of the blood, is not what I had painted with a firm hand and secure mail in the eye and mind of creation. What you see is it? E 'view of the beam that goes the heart, the sacrifice is sound, is the smell of spilled blood, is dell''ignoranza last touch, the taste is too late the error lies.
Yet behind those five senses, behind the stain as beautiful as deadly as the war and the woman from breast-cheek, there is hidden and lost his sixth sense.
The bear that screams behind ready to eat you up in a dark forest illuminated by the moonlight and you hear it?
emits light that the woman lying on the beach in the sun you see it?
in white on white, black on black, the man feels the design of the artist but also the silent wonder of unknown blood.
is what is the sixth sense.
If you do not understand what night you come to bear in the woods and I'll explain it in person.
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