War Within Myself

Peace... I don't even know the meaning of that flavorless word. How could we fight for something that we don't know? How could we believe it's possible to achieve when we are in war with ourselves? We are always having goodness and evil raging inside, and most of the time, we do enjoy the evil that dwells inside us even more than the good. It doesn't mean we are bad or we are wrong. It does mean that sometimes, we blindly fight for something that we don't believe or understand.


When the rage is so hard it would consume us, that's when the time of finding the goodness and the beauty that surround us arrive. It is our choice to whether find this peace inside us or just keep avoiding it. If we decide not to hold it longer, that's when we will truly achieve peace, for when the time that we find peace within ourselves  is when we will be able to provide peace among the species. 

Our provenance

We might have a pretty messed up provenance, but in the end what really matters is not were we come from. Is who we are and what we turn out to be. Is what path we choose to forge and go and if we are willing to set things straight.

Being a person...

Be a good person in this life and everyone'll praise you, like you, and remember you.
Be a bad person and everyone will hate you, unlike you, and remember you.
Be a normal person and is even worse than being good or bad because is like you never existed.

It's your choice whether to be remembered and what for.

Good thing about a face

Lo bueno de un rostro es que no es estático, y por más que lo endurescamos y lo cambiemos, este siempre regresa a su estado original. Sonriendo.

Wonderful dream

I had this wonderful dream where you were my savior, suddenly I woke up and I realized that you were nowhere to be seen. Where are you hiding at my savior? What do I have to do to reach you, to feel you present?

Darkness is gaining control

Darkness so profound and dense surrounds me. Too strong, too overwhelming that is driving me crazy. Madness is gaining control over me... And the worst part is, I kinda like it.

Life Like a Song

Life is like a song, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes amusing, but eventually it will create you future memories that will define you as a person :)