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Learning to Romanticize Life with Orion Carloto- In Conversation with L.A Based Author of Flux and Film for Her

Stories and poetries have the eminent power to alter our reality. The words may well describe something as trivial as driving past the ocean, but a pen in the correct hands, through captivating analogies can evoke emotions secluded within the deepest realms of our hearts. Orion Carloto, an L.A based author is one such writer who through her mesmeric writings about innate feelings has managed to create a tight knit community of readers.
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About falling in love, empathy and boundaries

The boundaries between myself and other people have always been treacherous to navigate. I can rarely tell if my emotions belong to me or someone else. And so I like to imagine my brain like a kaleidoscope: a colourful hall of mirrors in which the only way out is to parse the real from the reflection.
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A Memory in my 1962 Chrysler 300

You turn on the stereo and I pull the windows down, resting my arm, flicking off my burning cigarette onto the dusty pavement, just barely alive. A static noise strikes the air and soon the music floods into the car, reminding me of simpler times when all I had to think about was school, homework and keep up with what’s new in town? I tap my fingers over the steering wheel as you pull back your seat, your feet over my dashboard, singing along religiously with your eyes closed to the world.

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A Tuesday like Many Others

Another Tuesday, another day alive in a redefined world. It’s one pm and my paper thin curtains hangs still, a testimony to the warm windless weather outside. Golden rays like warm honey spill through my sheer white drapes and to my wooden floor as dusts like tiny flakes floats along the runway paved by the light shinning by.
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The soul craves simplicity.

You might think it longs for the sort of adventure that makes your heart beat quick, that tosses you in the choppy currents of unknown seas to finally fling you panting, gasping for breath, onto unexplored beaches; but real joy is found in the slow, rhythmic turn of the everyday.
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The Thing About Change

Little did I know that my ability to seek change depended on the stability of the world at large. In March, that sense of stability came crashing down and suddenly I found myself in a situation of change that was beyond my experience and above my pay grade.
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Love in times of quarantine

They say the best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips, but during this quarantine I´ve learned words are the first kiss. We are used to judge by appearance, to touch before we listen, we connect with our bodies before than with our minds. But now, being isolated we can only touch each other through our words.
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Print: C-Heads Magazine “Remember those golden days ” Volume #36

In this issue we are going to explore happiness. The pursuit of happiness may well be the most stubborn of all human clichés. Everybody, throughout human history, has been searching for it, selling it, finding it, and losing it. Happiness is what keeps us humans going. What helps us forget the hardships. It distracts us from the tragedy and finiteness of life. Happiness is like the drug that keeps us alive.
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“From containment to refinement” A series exploring the expressive capacity of photography during quarantine

“[W]hat is a melancholia? What is a depression? – we find ourselves faced with an enigmatic chiasmus that will continue to preoccupy us. If loss, mourning, and absence set the imaginary act in motion and permanently fuel it as much as they menace and undermine it, it is also undeniable that the fetish of the work of art is erected in disavowal of this mobilizing affliction.
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Some songs that are part of my story #90s

The past has not always been as good as you think it had been when you look back at it from the present. But even the bad moments stay as a bittesweet memory in your mind, in yourself and accompany you wherever you go making you realize a tiny bit of the greatness of your own evolution, the preciousness of each moment you experience and life itself.