Stay alerted
when the lull of another normal day
settles down upon your mind.
Remember your days are numbered,
and count what actually matters.
8.22.2025
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Stay alerted
when the lull of another normal day
settles down upon your mind.
Remember your days are numbered,
and count what actually matters.
8.22.2025
Even if you feel like everyone’s pointing their fingers at you,
even if you feel those you trusted hurt you back,
and even if you feel taken advantage of,
Let us dance.
Yes, you have hurt a plenty of people.
Yes, you have tried to manipulate others.
Yes, you have betrayed their trust and expectations.
For now, let us dance.
Let our hearts sooth,
let our heads sway,
let our feet float.
Slowly, and surely,
let us rejoice this simple joy
of being here, with each other,
at this moment.
7.13.2025
I laughed, because it was so sad;
I don’t know how else to deal with it.
bone-crashing depression is an oxymoron
but it hurts real bad, so you laugh to lift it up
it’s truly funny sometimes, how the life goes.
I am just grateful I can laugh with people I love.
I am humbled by their openness to accept my jokes.
that’s where I find the courage
to look forward to the future unknown.
2.17.2023
let me find meaningfulness in my work.
let me find my purpose in a human society.
let me find love in daily tasks.
let me find humbleness in my presentation.
let me find joy in diligence and resilience.
let me find gratitude for my opportunity.
6.12.2022
hi it’s good to see you again
it’s unfortunate to meet in this moment
too coincidental and easily mistakable
but I say the truth plainly: nothing happened.
if you want to leave, feel free to.
of course I will miss you
but if it is not meant to be, let it be
perhaps it’s a price I pay for one of past sins
it is an honor to have met you
you’ve inspired me with your brilliance and charisma found in leader of truth
still,
it is my hope to see you again.
if ever, will I get a chance, I’ll hold onto it as dearly as I can
for it means more than ‘un million de bagels’
parce que it is Spring, after all.
3.16.2022
followed a white bunny down a hole
came out into world unknown at all
wallowed around to find respite
hollowed candle I found at night
running in dark worried through an arc
brushing doubts aside reminiscing the past
wondering impassive, expansive thoughts
thundering punishments, imminent fraught
ticking of clock, won’t it stop
ticking of clock, don’t you stop
1.6.2022
when you feel shades of life
slipping into roots of your spine
bringing slow, murky weight to your eyes
covering labels of black and white
when you feel the internal clock needle
pushing you to make a choice a little
too fast for your own good
drink a warm bowl of white clam chowder
a soulful companion, an unconditional lover,
your pupils will open to what was unknown
flooding your nerves with blessings enthrone
yes, it takes a white clam chowder to experience it. now go on!
10.16.2021
Surfing on the waves of mists, riding the torrents of rumbling sky, jumbles lives of humbling raindrops
Whispers in the wind, stories and tales of those time far beyond the horizon that burned so many times and so far away
3.29.2020
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