Here’s a reminder to anyone who can relate not to throw in the towel yet.
You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary…so you can know who you are, and what you can rise from.
(My guess is life wears a hat and smokes Cuban cigars.)
(Sorry, kids, about the spoil alert.)
This year I want nothing but peace and comfort for Syrian refugees. I’ve just about had it with all these stories of horror. Are you tired, too? Or is your heart made of stone? I can’t stand how we helplessly watch so much human suffering and do nothing about. How can we help? I mean, who do you even ask for help? Nope, your god can’t save them either. Borders are stupid, people. Our earth is massive; why be so greedy? There’s room for all.
So, keep your presents, Santa. What we need here on Earth is PEACE and love. Yes, a lot of that. Good luck to us all.
A very saddened, fed-up human.
Little Miss Perfect
Sitting at the train stop
Red Nike high tops
Listening to hip-hop.
While we were waiting
Before I got her name
Along came a train;
Next stop, Brooklyn.
I think I’m ready to live my life the way I wanted.
I think I’m ready to live my life and not look back.
I think I’m ready to see more than white and black;
to fly a little, to wake up late
no voices saying to face the day.
Sit in complete silence from dawn to dawn,
stay up ’til inspiration is gone.
In search of independence I’ve run away,
but the road is long, I’m halfway.
I miss sometimes the days I could write,
when I borrowed verses from the night;
the same old nights that made me ill,
but things seemed always a bit more chill.
Tranquil hibernation is what I long
in a chaotic world that’s gone so wrong.
I think I’m ready to let go of the past.
I think I’m ready to make my way out of the glass;
to mix the air with different waters, shake well,
barefoot walk on grass, break the spell.
I think I ought to live my life, I must.
Letting go would hurt less, at long last.
I’m like a bird…
Music and doodling are two of my favorite things. They belong together.
To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again.
‘Long as I can turn on the heat.
Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is forgotten. Just as pumpkin-cinnamon-apple-spice is a cliché, you are worth the repeat.
But I’ll run away. Unfortunately, sometimes, I’ll leave. Nothing’s perfect, you see. Though the moment equals infinity, your flame is short-lived. Promises should be eternal. I’ll be searching for the conditional warmth that your current brings across other unconditional seas.
Por favor, nunca se avergüencen de sus tradiciones.
“Never be ashamed of your traditions/roots.”
That was one of Pope Francis’ messages [on immigration] today — one of the many about-time-affirmations he’s made on behalf of the Catholic church.
The main roads and bridges are shut down in Philadelphia due to the Papal visit; I can’t go too far on this Saturday night. I turned on the TV and every channel seemed to be broadcasting the event. People, my mom included, are very excited about the Pope coming to town. So, in the end, I ended up joining the hype.
The funny thing is that, in case you didn’t know, I’m not a religious person at all, even though I was raised Catholic. But, that doesn’t mean I can’t identify a good Samaritan when I see one!
After following random bits of news about the Pope for a while, and watching him today, I can say that Papa Francisco sounds like a hell of a liberal (which I identify with), a realist, and an influential powerful individual. An incredibly passionate advocate of human rights, for sure, and, may I say a funny man?! I really like people who use their power to change the world in a positive way, so I felt inspired to sketch him today.
It won’t change the way I feel about religion, but it truly is nice to see. This world needs more of that, more goodness.
I don’t understand weddings, but I understand love. Congratulations to all of you celebrating an engagement, wedding, or anniversary! May the spark never die. 🙂
Inspired by a moment of bliss: my brother’s happiness.
(Made with Adobe Shape — what do you think? )