I am an excitable person. Life, to me, is a symphony—a crescendo of emotions, a dance of stardust. I don’t merely exist; I sing existence. My heartstrings resonate with the poetry of moments, and reason? Well, reason tiptoes behind, trying to keep up.
Facts and intuition—they waltz within me. I am gifted at both, but I refuse to let them cage my spirit. Possibilities stretch before me like an infinite canvas, and I wield my brush with audacity. Limits? They dissolve like sugar in warm tea. I am a wanderer of wonder, a seeker of the marvelous.
Reality? It knocks politely, but I’m busy chasing comets. The mundane? It’s a prison, and I slip through its bars like moonlight through leaves. Mediocrity? Not my flavor. Those who know me see the magic—the constellations I weave into existence.
Why settle? Why not gulp life like forbidden nectar? Why not be high on existence itself? Love? Ah, love! It should be a tempest, a wildfire, a comet streaking across the night sky. Blow my mind, love. Leave stardust in your wake.
So, here’s my manifesto: Break free. Shatter walls, defy beliefs. Create something marvelous—a tapestry of dreams, a symphony of laughter. Life is my canvas, waiting for my brushstroke of magic.

©️ Beatriz Esmer