If you choose to leave, you may never come back. Who will I be if I stay? I choose to walk. Do you want to be a stray? I never follow the flock, be that as it may. If you choose to love, you may never be loved back. Who will I be if I … Continue reading Life choices

I have… I have a cureless malady, A painless agony, A meticulous disassembly, of my mental tapestry What’s happening to me? Am I going crazy? I have… I have a Melody stuck in my mind, A tune which makes my thoughts unwind, A vibe only to my heart confined I have a cureless malady, A … Continue reading Malady

How can you miss somebody you never had before? How can you have someone you don’t miss anymore? What is it that makes you smile? Who is the desert to your Nile? What is it that makes you frown? Who is the king to your crown? How can you die without ever have lived? How … Continue reading Holding a figmental hand

I've been experimenting with meditation for more than three years now. Since I came across the idea and read about it a bit, I developed a curiosity for it. So I started doing it myself, but it was always on and off, and I felt like I didn't really had a clue what I was … Continue reading My meditation experiment

. let's breathe slower, stretch time with our breaths going lower and deeper as we progress, in this process of time alteration for eternal contemplation of this momentary blissful connection .. who cares how long it will last if it burns away fast with our magic super powers we can make minutes last for hours and turn seconds … Continue reading slow breathing

mi pulso es fuerte, se escucha mi alma es calma no me da guerra, ni lucha me siento diferente tengo algo en mi mente es una obsesion mental una addcion del corazón una atraccion sin razón es nuestra naturaleza que emborracha la cabeza la simbiosis de dos seres humanos que juntos dan más calor que … Continue reading suave por fuera

If you one day decide to ask people what they need (the most) at that moment, they will probably give you a materialistic answer.

I can't stop thinking I can't stop feeling Or is it the other way round ? Rising above and returning to the ground ... The process of making something From nothing Into NO THING Completely disappearing Never reappearing Others keep appearing In this randomness of thing Or is it more to life than this ? Perhaps ... Make … Continue reading Late night feenking

I am I feel, I think I see, I blink I am the moon, I am the sun I am the sunrise and the dawn I'm you, I'm her, I'm him I am sometimes trapped within I am not bad, I am not good I'm sometimes not understood I am the worst, I'm sometimes great … Continue reading I am