Tonight I’m sharing four events:

Enjoy..

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Levitate

Follow me through the abyss

I will not let them steal your light

Thus, light is even in darkness as one

Come, theres silence through the cracks

We will see how flowers grow

Even though there’s only sand

Come!

I will not let them steal your light

I’m your friend till tomorrow

Let this day be eternal in no time…

No sorrow, no hours

Dancing with wolves around a bumfire

Sleeping a goodnight

Around tree bark and little lights, that fly naturally with sparkle

I’m your friend till tomorrow

A day that only comes from light

A night that for some means heaven

This moment has already begun!

Mother!

Let this piece of life meet death with love and if needed might

Thanks for the glimmer that gave me the courage

To leave, to fly

I’m a man, thanks to my mother

Now hold my hand

 From this abyss we shall levitate until the stars meet our hands

Until your smile conquers my sad…

I’m abandoned by some

Betrayed for paper, betrayed for blurred rock

I lived as a beggar

A man that only felt the need to love

Mother!..  Thanks

Now come

I will not let them steal your light

Through the abyss

Through hell

Even in heaven i’ll hold on

To not forget..

The bad in the good

or

The good in the bad

Thank you mother for the crystals  which shinned that night…

Poems in the Sea (book)

As mentioned guys, I finally compiled every poetry I’ve made onto one book.  It wasn’t a bad idea to do individual volumes to it, but, I felt it was more simple to just make one book.  Poems in the Sea, it’s about my adventures through out life.

You can find it under these links…

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Remember

What makes be you?  Is there something specific about you that holds your spirit.  Family, friends, experiences or just a memory.  Say it…  Is there something that frees your mind from yourself… or even added weight. There so much to say about who we are, yet we forget the little details that made us who we are.  Is your past , is your future and mostly what you do in your present what makes you…you.

I feel inspired in remembering what gave me the scars I bear.  The spaces that are filled when I try to forget.  Is there anything I’m forgetting?  Sometimes I ask myself what am I leaving behind that makes a hole in myself.  As hard as it is living.. these scars is what makes you have the strength to keep going and expect what you need.    I have faith in all,  I expect nothing because people have the same confusions and this inner search of who is who.  Who is going to help me if the have there own needs to cover or even there own self to find.

Just like life is hard, death too.  If you have nothing to remember when you leave, you leave as a blank page, forgetting what made you feel and grow.  I’m not gonna say it’s easy, but letting your own story fade just beacause you think the wave is stronger than you. I think thats not really you thinking.

Remember always even though is hard.  Work your way through your own thoughts and mysteries and you will find more than just a car, more than just a blown dream. You will find your own peace and self.  Say fuck the world for once in your life.  Stand up for your own feelings and feel.  If you think this by forgetting will change.  It won’t.. death will always help you remember what you left behind..

 

Peace

Never put your hurt on anyone

Empathy

What is empathy?  Space given to another, understanding or even love without condescension.  We all have incidents and situations in us.  There is no need to hide it or fake it.  What you could express in sincerity, others hide and use as benefit in this system.  If you have stress, need counseling, have done stuff your not proud off or took as experience.  People will make a fucking drama out of it.

There is no need to hide it, there is no need to conceal what makes you feel bad.  Me I need therapy.  Coming from Puerto Rico, sometimes I have this red psyche that I need to level somehow.  The thing is I learned we only heal when we accept there is more to life than just us, when we accept what there’s to fix.  Opening our hearts with spiritual guides or even cool people along the way, is a common need.  It just happens.

We can’t fully heal by our own will, this will give you a sense of ego in between your emotions.  Are you alone in this world?  No.  You live among 7 billion other people, which share the need of an ear, a shoulder, a rock to lean on, a friend.  So, we need to step it up and not judge.  Letting go of this behemoth is the only thing that can save this race from blowing shit up.  From forgetting, that we all are exposed to the same environment and we can have the need to express ourselves or the need for therapy.  Does that make sense?

In conclusion there are no real problems if we are one and search for our inner peace.  There will be only solutions, strength, promise and most of all scars to laid to rest.

 

 

 

Society

How to start writing about this daily living. So much division over fear or the ignorance of not knowing what’s ahead. I’ve visited two states of the U.S. in which I found myself struggling in a social and class division, that comes out of a sense of protection and little unity. I can’t judge people I’ve come across.  I can’t say they are bad by having the inherited custom of self preservation or the growing ego of loneliness . I can say till now there’s no love to give, there ‘s no love to receive.

Meeting people through this adventure has been special. Yet, people overall have a drive that’s is superficial.  based on their need or hunger.  There is a common denominator in this pattern,  out of loneliness or even just the habit of finding distractions in the common chatter.

  • Laughing without feeling
  • Faking love
  • Disrespecting others space
  • Looking at the world and not seeing

There’s always something new to see in every corner. America needs better relationships and connections between each and every one. There’s stimulus in all of our actions, which make effects on our enviroment. We can mix and develop something greater, if there’s will to do it. In this life or space we live in, there’s always  going to be reactions or retaliation from people, if we approach them the wrong way.

I remember when I had attitude or even a sense of ignorance towards what holds real value. Of course, value is subjected to perspective, yet respect is the base of admiring or even taking into consideration the colors of existence. I come from a place effects run by there own master and this has teached me another side to what society express now days.  I mean, where are the poets, writers, philosophers that still feel intrigued by our anscestors and there beautiful work. All of these valuables are ours and come from nature. Do not let anybody take away this chain of love from you.

After all, we are not robots and have senses. To the point we  have a little light calling to us, from our hearts so we get intouch with it. This little candle is you, is your road to this beautiful skin.

Going back to the 60’s or even 80’s. There was more positive influence, because we didn’t have so many challenges to be accepted or even have a conversation. Now you almost need to pay to have a chat.  Now you aren’t accept period or good enough. If the people would acknowledge their hard work, the daily sweat and most of all their own space. They would actually fight for the same right in the streets, at the beaches, concerts or arcades.

I ask you… What do you think is needed to improve your experience here? In your space..

Division can really hurt us.  It brings forth a inner quest of whose to judge or even whose wrong.  I’m sick of remedies and bandages.  Having to staple my feelings with grime or half assed truths just beacuse of pushers or ignorant people. Based on this, we need to heal not only fucking, using people or even growing in power, but in separation and in a personal reflection of our own space.

I’m gonna act and work with the same sweat towards, a sweeter and more tender touch…

Stand up

Where’s the people that feel fire?  Are we stale or just blown off.  Theirs too much water in the streets, if you feel me.  Years ago we just lived and made a boom anywhere, without giving a shit.  Now it’s all using asses, disrespecting classes, irony full of gluttony and most of all just bullshit.  Where is your heart right now?  Say fuck it!  Enjoy life, let go of what hurts you and make a step for real quakes, not shiny methods.

Let’s do it all…  Put energy onto something that makes memories.  That builds green pastures and rivers to a spirit.  I want peace you know and in between everything something to smoke, there’s no way but your own.  Just remember, don’t hurt anybody in the process, be respectful and enjoy your time, which is none.  Yet, it could all go away in a snap of fingers.

After a fucked up relationship and some advice, I realized people love to use people.  They live for it masking them as materials, being too accustomed to this metal, pipe bullshit society, that forgets our flesh is degrading to the point we choose.  Listen to elders it’s the best way to see the past in the present.

I mean every moment, I live every breath and now I put back my heart in it’s place to keep it real.  Too not be used or play this game out of ignorance.  I’m not gonna fix what’s broken, I’m gonna help me and those who are fuel to my fire, be at a better place.

Life is “one” meaning you can lose it all at the same time.  Believe,  there’s nothing better than just following your heart.

 

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Times

This age in time makes me think of poor progress. Left aside animals, trees, real family there’s not much to find. Real essence or self personality comes from no dependency. It is born with us and we live among it.

I decided to have no regrets. To live inspite of bad or good. If you see yourself outside of this corporate, non natural time or even this commercial loop. You’ll find something out there for you. You hold a piece for this enourmous puzzle.

What’s real right? Feels like the matrix. But, it’s how we approach our daily living or where you put effort. I feel sick sometimes overall by this robotic template of progression. Something can be done, this could be. But, we have no organization or even direction.

Someone asked me once… Why do you want to hurt people? I can see it in your eyes that you want to fight everybody. I replied, this just doesn’t feel right. Everybody is so deeply in their own intentions that have no or little respect for others. He replied back, I’ve tried to kill myself 4 times now and I couldn’t. I’m still here.

This man changed my perspective from one to another.  I realized our own perception of life is deeper in us than in the outside. Yet, we choose to close doors and not open to what could help from life. I mean the grass is never better at the other side. If it were as easy as judging a lifestyle, you will not see the details around it. A car, a house doesn’t mean happiness, if it were like this we would all be happy. Which is not true.

I love this planet filled with colors and different teachers with spirit. I’ve lost everything, but, gained so much in the process. Sometimes I see or look around whatever is happening and is a miracle. A place not to take lightly.

If you look closely everything has a place or flow in time and space. It’s too much too comprehend, but, I feel if we take it without fanatism or overall superiority. We can really learn and develop this place and it’s treasures.

Ages in time don’t change. People choose to accept knowledge or make sacrifices that stimulate certain areas of growth. But, do you really think something has changed over time? If so, what has?

Here and now

Guess the heart today is expendable.  Not real between so much wanting and materials we thrive and feel as a bigger need.  I’m told the spirit is wise wherever is free.  Whenever you can’t find something to lean on and enjoy like if it were the last.

I haven’t had much luck in my life.  Poor to the bone, but rich in heart and humility.  There’s no place for me between systems full of regret and the pushing of my own back towards a complex need.

Recently I found out There is nobody next to me.  Nobody cares for what I feel.  Right now I’m being kicked out of a distant relatives house like a trash bag once a week.  Sometimes is just hard to bear it all by ones self.

I wish something good happen for once.  Me seeing myself smile for something real, will be like Christmas in any day of the year.  It’s complicated to be trustworthy between so much interested fellow.

Girlsfriends breaking heart odometers just to live in luxury and not love.  Meanwhile,  progress stands still if you don’t succumb.  Sometimes I even think who reads this.  Who actually enjoys what I write?  Aside the rivals that have me at crossed sights.  There aren’t no friends, only brothers and sisters.  No special someone’s just people who value your cracks and inner.

What should I say to live for once?  To not be blinded by only satisfaction between grunts.  People hold me just to let me go and laugh.  I’m tired of so much hatred and not having a rock or  a real friend.

 

bye