burn baby burn

it is often believed to create a fire a simple deed.  Not to fresh, certainly not to green, on those cold winter nights, suffice, throw on a nice big log, a bit of tinder now... You see, careful tending, patience, ...believe.

somehwere back in time.

Burning Sun

High tide

SIGNS

sparkle

beach

fast descending

Burning Sun

leaves no trace

nor retreat.

6.06

sweet taboo

waking from a dream
sensations linger
much too powerful to avoid
which brings me to the conclusion
that sexuality is the definative
and most evocative power.
the ability to provoke
the ability to subdue
unspoken glance

fantastical arousal
I know that your silence
screams
much louder than your words.

-July 2006-

Paseo

Ando por la calle

en busca

de unas gambas

paso l'Harmonía

y echo un vistazo

Rosa en la boca

empiezo a mojarme.

Diosas cada 2x3

Descalzo

me enamoró

por qué...

no hay nada,

como,

las brisas del verano

para provocarme.

-un día del 2005-

Cautela

Skin Walker

You'd be hard to find,

if you moved underground.

Even more, so to speak

if beneath the skin you swam.

Yet deeper, even,

Still

when one's soul you inhabit.

How does one purge such a being?

It's a quiet and simple practice

begun by diving in, deep to your core

find that one part of you which no one knows too well.

Proceed by taking all memory and cast it to the wind

Upon it's return, you lull it back to sleep

until it becomes a sweet but powerful death.

--for a Skin Walker never asks to enter

and it is often an unwelcome guest

Therefore you begin to journey,
back to you,

exonerating the unwanted...
Invocatory rest.

Resuscitate..

from the ashes I flew

to observe the destruction below,

I saw the murky, shallow lake

which for so long I had engulfed myself.

I had learned to wade in a sea full of lies,

waiting for a change of the tide.

Then came the force of the Sun

once obstructed by the moon,

that with her stars, howls, and croaks,

had kept me enraptured with her compelling gaze.

With a subtle influence came the dawn,

and as she spoke, I returned to the shore.

There I gave thanks for what had been

and for whatever it is that before me lives..

Now I return to that ocean of me,

And once again I begin to breathe.

I swim with grace

back to,

the practical me.

At last, once again... 

I begin to breathe.

El Valor real

  ⏰💰

...-Dijeron que el tiempo no existe
-lo que me parecía una barbaridad.
Después me explicaron qué el dinero tampoco era auténtico-
Que son falsamente construidas "realidades "
y su único fortaleza
derive de nuestra mente.
Evolucionemos
- levantemos -
- escapemos -
- volvemos a construir -
El poder está sumergido nuestra fuerza para Vivir-...🐉

                                                                                

                                                          

                               

Ups & Down

Have you seen FEAR?

met with its penetrating stare?

Have you felt lost

with no ranking, map,

or idea how to find your way back?

Have you ever lost hope, and just wanted it all to STOP

so that you may begin again?

Have you forgotten your dreams

to only be haunted by them night after night?

You look so far, in so many places, yet in one brief moment

you catch a glimpse of the elegance and artistry which lies within,

for deep within your aching soul is the one who really knows

and when you take the time to breathe,

feel the beat within

in no time at all,

you have turned it all around

the roller coaster of life

it's ups and downs,

it's crazy,

the rush,

I live for the moments of the in between...

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PHOTO: Lexi ir

Este voz me persigue sin piedad.

Marca cada paso sin aire para respirar
“Déjame, déjame sola”
En tus vicios
Prefiero no nadar

Estoy aquí

Estoy aquí
-que no me juzgues,
si solo me pudieras entender.

Un día de Otoño, salío del mi carparazón.

Feliz por las posibilidades que creía que la vida tenía.

Algo, con el aire, cambió, y lo sentí como un despertar.

Él delirio del momento, aunque dormida, prefería seguir.

Después de tanto tiempo...

con el estomago revuelto

no tenía otra opción qué volver,

a mi antiguo castillo y observar el vuelo desde allí.

-ahora-

marco el tiempo con mi aliento...

y desprendo del la antigüedad.

AHORA solo busco,

los momentos de verdad.

final de un camino

cuando, después de veinte años, pierdes una amistad, (algo que no me pasa amenudo) a mi me deja el alma destrozada.  January 15th, 2012

mirror, mirror

sombra y luz

she falls
softly to the shade
she glows
a spark within a cave
she shines
illuminating rays
...it speaks
although in different tongues
Dark
the path that guides her way

lentitud

Me acostumbré
cuando la quietud se convirtió en mi aliada.
Era todo lo que quería
satisfizo todas mis necesidades,
pero a quien bromeo?
Aún así, yacía, el profundo deseo
estar a tu lado.
No compartiendo nada más
que el sonido del aliento entrelazado
sin compartir nada más, luego el silencio,
que llega con el amanecer.

Silent Room

without hesitation you enter
it has existed for so long
no longer can you resist
an earthen musky world
beneath you grass surrounded 
in the center a hearth,  smooth wood
pillows and blankets beckon
relaxed you take a breath
quietly you sit before the fire
and its voice is all you hear
unanticipated you hear something from afar
a quiet hush enters the room
you take heed of your respiration and slowly you begin to hear
the beat of your own heart.
A silence invades you
as you feel a familiar chill
slowly with no grand entrance
frozen drifting as silence falls
the suns gradual descension
gives heed to the appearance of 
a clear open sky
amidst the new fallen blanket
you find that solace begins
and you draw in this unremembered sensation
as quietly you lay
and dream of new days 
and silence

redirects your path

4 letter words

How very liberating
whence we let one escape
at times pervascious
and those instances where it 
closes in on the chase 
those who negate
and those who lie
those who employ 
and those who overuse
and the not so often
brooding 
yet never uttering a single word
be it fuck or suck or shit 
or that big unmentionable one
that lives never needing to be heard

With no urgency it dwells

but from this there is no escape

Instinctual Fire

Obedece
esta voz profunda que te llama
olvida grotescas generalizaciones 
que te llevan por mal camino
algo hierve por debajo de la superficie 
y un desafío se agita dentro
un millón de voces sonando
gritando su petición
pero solo existe una y es muy pero muy sutíl
una fuerza que debe ser escuchada
Presta atención a esa versión 
Es lo que realmente hay.
ya no crece
Y por fin la haces caso
a punto de estallar
Observa su legado
La calma te inundará