Joy, Fear, Confidence, Anger, Sadness, Friendship, Disgust Calm, Surprise, Shame, Enmity, Anticipation, Compassion, Kindness, Envy, Emulation, Contempt, Gratitude, Admiration, Pride, Jealousy, Sympathy, Obfuscation, Irritation…
Anoche soñé contigo y pude contemplar tu rostro. Mientras mi cuerpo se agitaba por la emoción de simplemente poder verte otra vez…
Tus ojos orientales me hablaban con la luz de su mirar y tu sonrisa conforto mi apesadumbrado corazón.
As a Hispanic, I follow the Latin belief that cats have seven lives. Although in other cultures it is suggested that cats have six or nine lives. This has triggered a series of mythical, malevolent, good or bad luck, and even reincarnation stories around the world throughout centuries of human existence. But according to science, the mysticism of a cat’s seven lives is explained by its surprising bodily agility, anatomical structure, and multiple survival skills that help it overcome dangerous situations.
Every dawn is a warm awakening, renewing my existence as I feel the softness of your fingers caressing my lips. Breathing in the gentleness of your breath that dispels my tiredness. At the same time, the loving gaze of your eyes revitalizes my entire body, because I feed on you to continue living… Continue reading “I FEED ON YOU…”
¿Alguna vez han experimentado la sensación de acostarse sobre el suelo húmedo después de un día lluvioso, o sobre la grama verde al anochecer en un día de primavera con el cielo despejado solo para contemplar el cielo cubierto de estrellas? En la actualidad las personas se maravillan de las creaciones sofisticadas con avances tecnológicos que alimentan nuestros sentidos con las palabras “PERFECCION” Y “BELLEZA”, creando frente a nuestros ojos la percepción de un mundo gobernado totalmente por la inteligencia humana.
Two months have passed since I shared my most recent publication. My computer, keyboard, and desktop are covered in dust. It seems incredible, but every time I touch the keyboard, the dust sticks to my fingers. Leaving traces semi-tarnished by the density of feelings dormant between memories and tears, which gently awaken from dreams almost forgotten in time.
When people begin to say that they were very happy in the past or to tell anecdotes of what they experienced in their childhood, they almost always end up crying nostalgically because of what they consider to be the best time of their lives. Normally I listen to them without interrupting, and when they are silent and spilling bitter tears, I ask them, “Would you like to make a trip to the past?” When listening to the question, they usually release and cry with more flow. Then I receive some of the most common answers: “Yes, but it is impossible.” “Yes, but nobody can’t.” While they observe me in disbelief or wait for me to magically transport them to the past so they can find the happiness that they yearn for and that is lost in their world of yesteryear.
The expression of amazement on a child’s face when they receive a pleasant surprise or discover something new for the first time, reflect the purity of his heart that overflows with joy; the innocence of his thoughts and the love that surrounds them.
COVID-19 is a lie for some people. But for people who have suffered from the disease or who have lived the experience of losing a loved one “IT IS A REALITY” that is destroying us physically or emotionally. This post briefly tells a love story temporarily interrupted by quarantine, then illness, until it became a permanent separation from the loved one.
Yes, I wanted to help Carlos. But I also wanted to go home. I knew that I had to return to Mrs. Lola’s house before dawn or I was running the risk of staying in that town, because my sister would leave without me, I was afraid that they would abandon me there.
Last night I woke up crying, because I dreamed that you were walking away from me and although it may seem unreal; you were sleeping, as Juliet shouted “Romeo, Romeo, where are you that I do not see you?” Do not laugh at me! Because it was a terrible nightmare, to think that I was losing you.
But I am with you! And when I woke up, I opened my eyes and felt your breath; as I caressed and saw you next to me. What a wonderful gift and privilege! To be able to wake up, to realize that it was just an awful dream. That instead it is a wonderful reality. To have you for me!
EMOTIONS AND PAPER STRIPS 