PINK VIRGO REPUBLIC

PINK VIRGO REPUBLIC

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sábado, 30 de mayo de 2009

...About La Confianza

La Confianza es un acto de fe que crece y se nutre del vientre de la verdad. El tiempo es un aliado de la confianza, sin el no hay ella pues de a poquito se construye, se gana y se da. La confianza es un lazo y es un cimiento, la ambiguedad su antitesis...no se anda a medias tintas, es un si o es un no pues si se le duda, se le anula. Toma mucho, toma mucho , confianza es un concepto solido de mucho peso y a la vez que es solido es frágil también...toma poco...muy poco y se derrumba sin mas ni mas. La palabra su bandera en este campo terrenal, es un cheque la palabra con la que sobre sangre juramos verdad. Yo quisiera saber de olvido pero yo no se olvidar, si fallaste a tu palabra, nunca más podras entrar.

jueves, 28 de mayo de 2009

...About Trust

Trust your mother, trust your dad, trust your sister and the love of your life. Trust your best friend and your dog...and besides them...trust no more.

...About Tears

I cry a lot...I do. There's a healing power in crying that nothing else can provide. In every tear we cry our soul, our solitude, our pain, even our love. The blessings of water come from within, it showers our spirit and lets the new blessings in. I love to cry as ironic as it sounds...i am grateful 'cause Im able to, not everybody can. Im not ashamed cause Im alive...I find myself in every tear I cry.

miércoles, 27 de mayo de 2009

...About Solitude

I feel my spirit fail...Im a human being...Im afraid. Growth is inevitably painful...and within its pain, it is beautiful as well. Sometimes I wonder if there's anybody out there...It gets lonely and dark...funny that I don't fight it, I embrace it. I am curious. I wanna feel more and i wonder...if the depth of the feeling shifts both ways...let me sink...so I can fly later on.

martes, 26 de mayo de 2009

...About Simple Things in Life

I just came back from walking Tomas in the park ... not a single person there ... perfect . There's something magical about parks that comes to life only at night, when everybody is gone and the air is crisp, when the moon is bright and the lawn holds rain drops in each and every stem...and there I am watching nature's blossom right in front of my eyes...lucky me. I must have done something right. That something magical I can't describe, you gotta go out there and walk your park, breathe it, feel it and then you'll know.