come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
perhaps before you contemplate
the meaning of all living beings,
you might want to buy yourself a good meal.
a $10 meal will reveal to you much more
than 10 hours of futile pensive debate
sometimes, it’s the little things that matters
sometimes, you need to stop, eat, and sleep
to realize how beautiful the world is.
see you tomorrow.
11.23.2022
harder I run in this wheel,
stronger and faster I become.
but what would happen
if the wheel were to break?
is there a true freedom at all?
can a lion live without its prey?
if the world exists where strong wins,
is there truly freedom for all?
what is freedom?
11.22.2022
beyond the noise,
instinctively we know
what we want.
noise of politics,
other’s sentimentality,
all important, but,
do we exist for others
or do others exist for us?
what is the justice
if it is to serve none
but one person?
what is more important?
truth or love?
questions ensues,
but deep down
the answer blankly stares at us.
do not look turn your gaze away from it.
11.21.2022
do not ignore the sound of your heartbeat.
listening others is important too, yes,
but take time to silence the noise
and hone in on listening to your heart
do you hear it?
the orchestral music of your life
the colorful, rhythmic bounce
serendipitous, harmonious tunes
seize it. take it all in, and live it.
you deserve to hear this melody.
it will guide you the way to home
home that will always be within you.
11.20.2022
before the life slips away
bring back that light in your eyes,
live in this moment.
do not let it perish in worries of future.
see threats as they are
and dance with them.
at the end of this parade,
we’ll take our bow and leave.
so until then,
focus.
11.19.2022
for whatever reason, I survived.
it appears there’s no reason, but I’m fine.
I now know how I fell, now I want to rise
I may fall again, I hope you to thrive
for whatever reason, the world goes on
no matter what others say, we dream on
the world filled with paradox. still, stay calm.
it will come to a full circle, if we march on
11.18.2022
it’s the morning glory after the storm.
everything seemed to have been ravaged
except for the scorched earth
there’s no meaning of anything after all.
but there’s a solace.
in spite of the absurdity of the world,
there will always be warmth.
in spite of the logical traps, the guilt, and the shame,
you deserve a a piece of love.
it’s okay to fall.
rise again, over and over again
I hope the world will be kind to show you love again.
11.7.2022
a silent tsunami of grief engulfed the world
blindsided, I am pulled deep under pressure
it’s rather calm within cacophony of disasters
before I daze myself in beauty of this mess
I must inflict a wound upon myself
waking myself up to what is now and here
and work harder towards the reward
reward may be the unknown yet
but I put a blind faith in it
perhaps it is to land a hand to those
who even struggle to breath
who dream of walking freely outside
who yearn to see the daylight,
for I can. I can experience this.
let these people experience this too.
11.15.2022
one day, I looked at my legs,
I realized it is a finite thing.
Unlike the equations,
the websites, the photos,
it is slowly, surely, aging.
I wondered if I thought
my legs would last forever.
I realized there’s not much time for me either.
I’ve been trying to survive so far.
Now, I’d like to love.
I’d like to live every second
appreciating all things that are love.
So, I sow love from within
slowly dancing in the rain.
11.14.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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