Category: Writing

Life is precious, life is shortAnd – most of all – life is uncertainThe only certainty in life is death It is a fleeting dream of existenceA powerful illusion of consciousnessA cascading hallucination of desires How will you honor this precarious gift?You have received from the heavens aboveFrom the realm of the Gods Will you…

What if your lifeWas the greatest story every toldAnd you, the author of your fate What stories would you tell?What memories make? Would you spend your daysIn quiet desperationRotting awayIn an office chair? No –You would the adventure of a lifetimeThe wandering of a heroDestined for greatness You’d conquer the world in your dreams and…

Don’t take advice from anyoneWho hasn’t walked your pathWho has not what you want to have,Who is not who you want to be Don’t take adviceFrom doctors that are sick,From accountants that are broke.From friends, family, and parents – yes, especially from them –Don’t take their adviceIf they haven’t beenWhere you want to go UnknownThere…

I always thought home was a place…But is it truly?Isn’t it all the roads not taken?The ghosts of moments we never lived? At times, I see myself in a quiet villageWed to the farmer’s daughtersGrowing old beneath silver skies And at times, I succumb to the persistence of this illusionAt times I am too weak…

The cry of the coyuyos piercesThe cloudless sky of Santiago del EsteroCarried by the wind through the palm fonds The heat – nearly tropicalAnd time here flows differently!Slow, stilled by the heatNourished by the warmth of the people I find myself once more amid an old homelandOnce lost Amid my very own dream of another…