Chreezteena Aviosy Pinzollo is a model from Jakarta, Indonesia, who's started her career in the art world and became a hiphop dancer.
She is also active in several social activities since she was in junior high school.
Chreezteena Aviosy also had a career as a public relations in a Financial multinational company in Jakarta.
CHREEZTEENA AVIOSY PINZOLLO
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Gazing into the eyes, I’ve come to realize, Am not that girl I used to be, I am now a woman, Trully loved and cared for,
That young foolish girl, Has dissapeared, She’s grown a little, Ever since that guy, That one who used to lie,
Hope there's A decent person, A person who touches, Who feels, Who is apart of me,
Who loves me for who I am, doesn’t fantasize, I can see it in thee eyes,
I am no longer, No longer that girl, I am now a woman, A woman who is loved
What comes to me is nothing called new, but I never new it in such unfathomable degree… I have been touched and so deeply affected, in the complexity of love’s simplicity.
To glimpse love hiding in shadowy eyes, whispering emotions too big for words… To know love without needing words spoken, leaves me breathless in the middle of my world.
Have we become like our gods like statues in the sun we are. With mouths, they speak not, with ears, they hear not, with hands, they handle not, with eyes they see not. Repent ye, therefore, and turn unto ME, for I AM THE TRUE GOD. with eyes I see, with mouth I speak, with ears I hear, with hands I touch.
I have been touched by the hand of the Devil He tries to take my innocense He comes to me when I am weak and vulnerable He speaks to me in riddles He tries to make me believe in him I do, for he is right in front of me He tries to control me He can because I am afraid He robs me of my childhood He thinks that he owns me In time, I look him in the face Although I am scared, I stand tall I cannot be blamed for his actions I am a good man The things he has done have scarred me Yet he may touch me no longer.
She came from a place called Hurt She held her head high as her trampled heart dragged behind her Madness was her daily diet and the pain was unrelenting One day at a time, this was the only she could see a way to survive She wore heart on her sleeve…. emotion, irrational and extreme – life She fell into a war zone – she was fighting hard for… Something around her, and within her, the pain did not fade – she persisted Faith gone Her love of humanity, kindness, honesty, real people – GONE ...Or so she believed Destruction was on the menu – room service never shut down She fed on risk, disrespect and rejected a world that had never understood Smash another bottle, drink, snort, laugh, dance, allow no one to see her, know her, feel with her Then one true heart, a beautiful person – saw her and felt her pain. The madness, the recklessness, the walls of past held no weight against another true heart – saw her eyes and knew – they would save each other.
Looked in her eyes, she was the most beautiful, lost, and strong girl. She saw a hope, a reason to move, to laugh, and to not look at the heart she dragged behind her. Like a fairy tale, they were drawn to together, two hurting souls – two people that both shared their unconditional love without fear, blind hearts that were too big, strengths and fears too strong. She was born with the gift of sight – she does not judge one person from another…her love is pure and she only sees the inner beauty and soul. There is no hiding from her…. her love overrides all. Daily life as a child…. she was a dreamer… she forever wished her words, her actions, her oddities…oh, to be the same as others. Then came the music. No words, no questions and no fear – just the pure expression of one soul to another. So now she dances. In every act and every word… to her beat. She has found a friend that walks each step, like her, on the clouds one minute – face down in mud the next. We have been through so much together – I would not be who I am without out the death and the now unshakable resurrection of my beliefs – due to you and your faith in me.
We are born as we are and the self- acceptance and self-love we are earning, It is life, it is living, It is real and beautiful.
The pain, confusion and fear is forever bonded to the extreme love, faith and instinct in our hearts, uncontrolled and untamed.
We are true to all and yet most will never see even a glimmer of the magic that forever twinkles in our eyes.
Body of a goddess Face of beauty Mind of a genius Heart of a child Soul of an elder Eyes that truly see Lips to kiss Sweet smile Arms that caress Hands to hold Hips of desire Breast..milk of life Soft as the petal of a rose Tender touch Always there WOMAN