June 2, 2010

Reality.

I close my eyes and begin to count
10... 9.... eight...

I breath in slow and breath out with control

Heart finally beating at its normal pulse

I open my eyes and walk through the door.

April 13, 2010

The key to a missing lock:

Energy is not only around us but it is also in us. Because of this, if we don't learn how to organize our negative energy, sooner or later more chaos will occur and more misunderstandings will arise. When the wrong energy is released, instead of getting closer to love, we get further away from it.

Understanding and compromising is always the key, but finding the lock seems to always be the unknown.

April 3, 2010

Mi Destino

Ya no lo puedo negar.
Es mi Arte.
La que respiro y vive simpre en mi.
Mi imaginacion Y mi destino.

March 29, 2010

An evening to myself.


                                                                                             ............
Jeez I finally Broke out of a nasty shell,
it was keeping me away from knowing the things that I needed to 
know
about me.
I let my self go and broke all of the fences that surrounded me.
Then I sang and hit a note I used to dare not.
Dare I did and did was good
Not caring feels so 
invisible.

March 26, 2010

A hidden Loop

Do it once and forgive
Do it second but remind
Do it third to repeat
Do it fourth so forget
      __________________________
Numbers are silent, and those never lie.

March 16, 2010

Muderer

  People being, stop being, when stopped by People. 
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March 11, 2010

..........

If you read this,
 

I Love You.

March 4, 2010

El sucio

                •  
Ayer mis palabras se cailleron
Se callieron de mi boca como liquido se cai en el piso
La situation Pudo ser mas limpia  si el liquido fuera agua
Pero lo que se caillo y ensusio el piso fue malicia
La malicia que es negra y dagina
La malicia que nacio de un momento enojado
Pero no te preocupes porque hoy…limpie el piso con Clorox.

                                       

          February 28, 2010

          A box and some lines


          Blank stares conceal your colors
          To portray black and white

          So true life is confined

          Fearing that no other soul can relate

          You chose silence

          Thinking that misleading others will protect you
          Without knowing that others do protect
          You live in gray which is infinite and bland
          And move in red, which I can’t stand

          February 25, 2010

          Men.

                                             Their words to us are limited.

          Yet among themselv
          es it's chatter.

          February 24, 2010

          the other side.

          I make sure the things I hate, can't be hated permanently.
          __________________________________

          Why hate something you can't change, when you should be loving?

          February 20, 2010

          7:07 am


          It's not who writes it or how it's written ... it's where and why that makes who

          .Me

          January 25, 2010

          Late night snacking

          I made Art yesterday
          and there was paint everywhere
          It was so great
          we laid and stared
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          No more ponytail :)

          I am in love ... and YOU should be too.

          January 24, 2010

          Flat iron


          The other day I was putting on some make-up and felt odd about it, I looked in the mirror and asked myself "what the hell are you covering?"

          So, I'm going raw for a while.
          ----
          I completely lost the materialistic side of me.
          shit needs to come back...
          :)

          Growing up is such a *&(&**<> thing

          ______________

          and don't forget...

          Haiti needs us
          just like
          we need Haiti

          Please Support!!!
          ______________

          I'm Feeling
          LOVE and I want others to feel it too.


          PS:
          NY Crackheads are voluntarily
          preaching about 2012 on the streets
          and are scaring the nutsaxs out of 2012 believers.

          Now, why did the Mayan's send Crackheads to warn us about 2012?
          Does humanity have any hope?
          This is why we always screw things up
          we talk to much.
          __
          smh