Temple of Truth

Posted on Jul 9, 2010 in Abstract, English | Inglés, Find yourself, Imaginary, Live Freedom, Objects, Questions, Self-knowledge, The seeker, Thought Language is a tool, not a temple of truth. Thought is like language, so elusive that its bulwark crumbles as you dilute words in a creative broth. In the depth of our imaginary skills lies an abysm of joy. It is waiting for your explosive soul to dream its strongest by expanding language into endless coils of love. If language is a tool, is thought the reason or a result? As I desire, I limit...
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Fear of the Damned

Posted on Oct 4, 2009 in Change, Denounce, Ecological Living, English | Inglés, Feelings, Objects, People Those who want to feel power get lost in the claws of temptation, their deeds are never justified for it is themselves their own justification, their self imposing fear becomes their route to damnation. Power as greed torture the soul until there is no more left of it, regret takes stronger steps toward vacuity until the soul is renewed from its dread. No one is free...
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Reality

Posted on Jul 3, 2009 in Abstract, Be Love, Imaginary, Lovers, Nature, Objects, Observation We are out of space lovers. We are covered of stardust.We are dancers in a brilliant ball where all dreams become reality. We are marshmallows burning in passionate smiles.We are lights surrendering in such beauty.We are tales of forbidden castles before they reach reality. We are ghosts of the unforeseen melodies. We are leaves of unwritten chapters of love.We are fruits ripening in the...
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It is Inspiration

Posted on Oct 2, 2008 in Children, English | Inglés, Imaginary, Live Freedom, Objects, Observation Inspiration. Flower’s dust impregnates the flavor of my sweet memories, it tastes so colorful I feel I could die. Inhalation. I begin to understand the reason I exist, and in such delirium my body rests. Exhalation. Color spreads I am made of sugar, and as heat melts my heart I become cotton candy, flower umbrellas, and merry rain. Inspiration, and it starts all...
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Same or Different

Posted on Aug 5, 2007 in Change, English | Inglés, Objects, Observation, Questions, Thought People say, people create, people repeat, and me? I am the same, but what is the difference? Why do I want to be different? It may be, I don’t want to be judged by my same bleeding knife. If I am, I may realize the first one I have ever stabbed was myself, as I judged without the quilt of understanding. We are all different, but the...
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Ingredients

Posted on Jul 22, 2007 in Abstract, Children, English | Inglés, Feelings, Happiness, Objects, Observation, Universal Love Let’s say love is an ingredient, so essential: Life can’t be prepared without it. Let’s say time is another ingredient, so starry: We seem not to see it, until it is not too bright. Let’s say chocolate is the frost, so sweet: It makes me smile, so you kiss me. The recipe for a good night kiss, and a bit of fun....
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