hasta que llegues

Cuando no estás
soy yo
y soy tu

ocupo mi espacio y el tuyo
doy mis pasos y repaso los tuyos

este amor da
para que yo me multiplique

y mientras
esta coreografía en la que bailo con la memoria
esta mímica de las cosas que haces por mi
cada día
es el ritual que hace posible
que el tiempo pase

hasta que llegues

if and when

this seems to be
a recurring dilemma

one day i say if
the other you say when

i find my ifs in your whens
and you loose yourself in my ifs

because you know your ifs scare me
as much as I know my whens worry you

which one will it be then?

only time will tell, my love

tricksters

in sleep
my mind is a playground

memory
emotion
desire
and fear
like good tricksters
take turns

they secretly assemble
they plot

and just like that

what has been neatly put away
in perfect order
in the back

is unpacked
unravelled

fresh

It's hard to dance with the devil on your back so...

what i would say

i would say so many things

i would say

for instance

i love you

i would say 

there is not a day 

of this crazy life

that i don't think of you

i would also say

my heart 

or at least a piece of it

belongs to you exclusively

and forever will

that your voice 

is my salvation

that your happiness

is my comfort

I would say

all that and so much more

if I had all the time in the world

greatness

the human mind
time traveler
inventor

a tool for greatness

miracle

my word shaped heart

is silenced by the tedious weight of neglect 

i can´t seem to retain

the magic that sticks to my thoughts when i write them

these words

are about all of the other words that are now lost 

in all those right nows that had to be survived

not lived

these words are a break from the silence of pain

of insanity

these words are about a love 

that needs to be rescued 

these are heart shaped words

soft words

long lasting

eternal

beautiful

contrasting 

these are the life-saving words

that have come to me

like a miracle

with or without

uncertain though future days may be
one calm thought prevails

with or without angst
things will be what they will be

clean up

nothing is messier and more confused
than a mind full of prejudice

those who show it

Beware of those who say they love you
welcome and trust those who show it

haiku

searching through these days
i come across your embrace
us is all i need

Somebody that I used to know

this future

my parents were young
when the future was exciting
when their lives and how they lived them
was a symbol of pride and promise

they worked hard
making things
getting things

I am young now
when the idea of the future is uncertain
and sad
when my life and how i live it
seems to be a menace

i also work hard
making things
getting things

but those things
we know now
become waste
in no time

and there is no pride or promise in this system
that me
and a bunch of others like me
need to change

theory

let a belief become a fact
and the world will look scary

let a belief remain a theory
and the world will look intriguing

feelings

all feelings have the right to exist
but not all have the right to dominate

template

Fate is a template
that we fill in and customize
with our ideas
with our courage
with our life

The birth of Elos

After almost two centuries under the rule of the Igno Empire, a Rebel Group began the revolution. The insurrection began in the mid 2200s when the rebels met in secrecy to challenge the single one law that sustained the absolute reign of the Ignos: programmed illiteracy.  Under this empire, people could only mumble sounds, use basic sign language, and were allowed to use 10 approved words. Anyone caught coming up with any other form of expression, was eliminated in the moment. The Rebel Group created a secret language and afterwards decided to recruit new members.  They had to initially lure the new ones with food and shelter and gradually taught them, using subliminal methods, how to speak. The new ones began understanding words and couldn't believe their ears, the euphoria made them eager to keep learning.  In a matter of two years, the Rebel Group had gathered thousands. The fifth year was the year when 1,000,000 people had already learned how to speak and communicate.  This eloquent new group, capable of expression, had regained the tools that made possible the optimal use of their intelligence: words.  They were able to articulate innovative ideas, device plans, argue, defend themselves, create families, communities and fight. They were able to have dignity and self-respect.  After an absolute victory in the peaceful battle of 2210, a new civilization was born: it was called Elos and it had a unique language called Quentis. Elos was the most splendid civilization ever to represent human-kind: in the following centuries new sciences emerged, it expanded to other planets, it spread beauty and peace to all the places of the universe it reached.

Elos had one simple un-breakable rule that never changed: every citizen was obliged to learn the Quentis to perfection. That proficiency was the basis for a sustained rule for the following millenniums.

a prayer for loved ones

that my thoughts protect you

that the stars align for you
that the sun shines on you when you feel dark
that you find your way when you're lost
that clarity comes to you when you need it
that you're able to find joy in simplicity
that love warms your heart
and happiness clears your mind
that my company
can take the weight off trouble
when you need me

riddle

the difference between a feeling and a thought
resides in the fact that
feelings are most of the time reasonable
and reason sometimes isn't

reception

at times

life can be a tough teacher

but if we opt to be receptive

the reward can be 

the acquisition of virtues we never dreamed of having

or a handy skill

or, like in my case, 

the gift of gratitude

and the strength  and love

embedded in patience