For the first trick he'll concieve,first one Adam, then one Eve;He's the father they believeBuilding with divine precission,temples, statues, edifices,made of sweat, blood and sacrifices;To summon sheep into submision,in the name of gods and their religion;He controls, through lies and terror,in the name of the cross bearer,or some other holly master....He's the pastor of disaster;Fear … Continue reading The Magician’s last trick

With the progression of years I sometimes find myself in melancholic reflection of the good old days. The irony being that I never knew I was living the good old days until many suns have set upon them.  Isn’t this the irony of the human condition? Always stuck in the past, endlessly thinking of a … Continue reading Melancholy of a space traveler

IX-VI-MMXVIII i will make a cake, it's imaginary temporary, as my thoughts may be my recipee, is visionary chery, berry and a bit of raspberry add some crushed crampberry a little strawberry and mix them gently, no sugar, it's not necessary trust me, it will be extraordinary I'm and artist of the culinary X-VI-MMXVIII one … Continue reading kimberry cake

... two kisses in my heart I treasure, the first one is from my mother and the last time we brushed our lips together. ... third kiss completes my measure, and is going to seal my lips forever.      

Today you took a feather form your hair, from your book an empty page, and wrapped them together with care. Today you gave me a stage, so I can sing for you when I'm not there, so I can show how much I care. Today I'll wite a ballad, written with my blood, to heal … Continue reading Today you smile

Yesterday I saw a guy riding his bike while sipping from a soda. At one point during his trajectory I see him emptying the liquid in the bottle, doing like a pendulum movement with his hand. His bike had a grocery basked attached in front so I figured “Oh such a nice guy, he’s emptying … Continue reading The hypocrite

My demons, although quietly dwelling beneath the surface are an equal part of me. Same as light reveals the beautiful features of my face, shadows outline all that is rotten inside. Calm as they may be, they lurk patiently, biding their time, looking for a reason to wake... I've unleashed it. The thing that's going … Continue reading Something wicked comes your way

Immoral, injust Sin and lust Fire of desire Engage, commit, conspire... I see two shades dancing with impunity Two empty bodies, becomming unity With no concern about tomorrow One drop of extacy for an ocean full of sorrow Why should we reason our destiny If the drop is deeper than eternity Why should we deny … Continue reading Tango of the sinners

When I was eleven, I had my first taste of Jamon Serrano. My mother had brought from Spain an entire Jamon which she placed on a special support (soporte jamonero) just like you see in typical Spanish Tapas places. Back then I had a very big appetite for meat, especially red meat. I am also … Continue reading Disgustingly delicious

The biggest fear of a thief is that of being robbed. We don't forgive, we don't forget. We judge others because their wickedness is disimillar to ours... or perhaps indistinguishable. Darring to throw the first rock and then some more. Guesstimating a person's worth based on what we feel, for this is the human condition. … Continue reading The evil of everyone