we are mirrors of ourselves

there is a very special part of me

that i can only see when you look at me

sunset

sun,
dont suck the blue of the sky
dont wipe away the colors
from my eyes

harmonic e-motion

the art of order - the art of time

by understanding our biorhythms,
and the tools/tech we really need,
that is to say our own place in a living machine,
we enter a smoother state of mind and therefore state of being.
in that respect, we otherwise live in a chaotic way.

its by understanding the order of time,
the periodic beat
like a wave of sound coming from ancient drums,
breathing with the ocean, blinking with the sun.
chance is the language of time -as architecture is that of space.
but in the end, it's nothing but a number's game.

metric

ive learned to measure
the difference in two units of time
in a finite given number of events;
seemingly change
in a periodic scale;
the flux of devenir
in the dripping fabric of souvenirs

the difference in now and then
does it affect who you are?
can you choose who to be?
how could you change your name
and yet all be the same?

pass over o pascuas de resurreccion

I heard my voice,
my very own
emerging, flowing voice.
Haven't I heard it before?

I read it in a book,
did I?
Did I write it in a book,
long ago,
before "I" was born?

Or was it in a dream?
From the woods
the moist and the dark I long,
where it was coming from.

stereotypes

the chemicals

taste, tact (textures), smell

the visuals

patterns, colors

the spacials

sound

the fous

outside the net


we all want to connect.

danza es la gracia del movimiento

season's spice

hold me tight this coming night
like this morning and every one to come

tis winter solstice:
bright venus at dusk
like a staplehole in the velvet sky.
a lose stich in the fabric of time

time, like a wave of sound
beats from an ancient drum:
breaths with the ocean
and blinks with the sun;

religion is a lullaby
and forever lies your blue eyes

Atraccion (invierno)

Las hojas secas cayeron
Como cae todo lo suelto,
con gravedad,
Como caen todos los años
como aparentan los cambios.
ley de atracción:
a la tierra cautivos estamos
Y la tierra cautiva alrededor del sol.