At the Park.

A child cries
and his cries
bring cries to my mind.

Brings tears to my eyes
for the cries I've cried.

Brings mental pain
with no gain
and no tool to beak the chain.

Brings winds
with no wins and
no scarf to keep warm and calm.

Brings friends
with no ends
and not much patience for the life patient.

Bring slides
with no sides
and the fear of falling and breaking a heart.

In a manner of speaking

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uZlvKXnYU4

But he's not
giving me the words.
But he is
telling me what I want
to know.

He tells me with his eyes
and the way he observes me
when I'm not looking.

I can tell
by the way his eyes
glisten as I turn his way.

By the way
I avoid looking at him
and avoid saying anything.

Nothing
that can be given
in words.

It's against the manner of speaking
you see.

A Promising Thought.

I've been tripping between what I have
what I want
and what I could have.
The three could co-exist with efforts and mutuality if I keep what I have
but the promising thought
guarantees the latter two.
However, the promising thought requires the dismissal of what I have.
The risk of losing what I have
which could
potentially
be combined with what I want
and what I could have
is tricky.
So do I go for what I want,
or make what I have be what I could have?
Desire and Greed.
It's a fine line.

Guantanamo in me

Some are physically trapped. Others are mentally trapped. There are those who are both but are there any who are neither?

In such an advanced society where you would expect freedom and peace to flourish within each one of us, there is more suppression and depression than ever. The need for authority from the powerful bring the most negative manipulation which resuts to plain torture to the bodies and hearts of those found in the inferior position. The powerful; those who we invest trust in and who could betray us with our own concent. Media, governments, parents, schools and relationships.

It isn't right if it feels wrong. Acknowledging that chaos could occur if everyone did what feels right, the chaos could be constructively beautiful as it would allow everyone to live in peace with their senses. It would allow euphoria and creativity, away from suppresive tolerance.

Therefore, if the general concept of humanity does not allow such conditions, even though they are greatly desired, it is in the power of each individual to become the source of his own satisfying destiny.

Life is a Game

Some say it’s a game of luck and skill; somewhat like backgammon where the dice surprise you with their unpredictable roll and your skill is required to manage the situation to your best interest. Others say it’s a game of chess; where each move must be carefully planned in advance, considering all the possible moves the enemy might take. You can never be sure and it is usually a matter of interpretation but I choose to see life as a SUPER MARIO game.

You start with the basics such as, a life, and the ability to evolve in it. Time is constantly flowing, whether you’re moving or not. You start exploring the surroundings, sometimes jumping on the bricks and other times running under them. Soon, you meet living obstacles in disguised as turtles and if you are not prepared, or if you misinterpret their intentions to positive or friendly, you can find yourself severely damaged, or even dead.
During the journey, you learn to fight against the threatening obstacles, or you learn to avoid them. You look for empowering opportunities which help your growth; such as the famous mushrooms. If you are adventurous enough you might experience a trippy moment where you are undefeatable for a short term of time after jumping for a star. However, you must be prepared for the end of the empowering illusion as it happens suddenly; leaving you once again exposed to the dangers of the game.

Throughout, there are various paths you can choose; some hidden between the clouds, some in water, and some cynically under-ground. –Where you are depends on the choices you have made-. And the choices you have made depend on the reasons that attracted you to follow the chosen path. This could be economic where you focus on collecting the coins, it could be necessity for survival where you aim for the mushrooms and the firebombs or it could be plain desire to explore your surroundings before the journey ends. Whatever the reason, you must not get carried away. Time is running, sometimes faster than you.

Finally, the critical moment comes where you have travelled so far alone to face all your fears in the form of a dragon. The fear of inadequacy, the fear of failure and the fear of death await for your courage. If you are well prepared, you have the privilege of confidence. Nonetheless, you have no time for anything other than fight. You don’t even have the option to flight!

And there it is; the moment you either kill the dragon and meet your princess, or you let life flash before your eyes while you die.

Life is a game. Keep playing.

The Absent Presence

This is the feeling of emptiness and despair in someone's absence. Their presence is absent, and so is your power to defeat loneliness.

It is an incredible feeling to miss someone to the extend where you can sense their presence next to you. Sometimes it is subjective and self-induced but other times it is genuine and neutral. You sit there collecting all the sweet memories and tender moments, wishing they would suddenly reappear in your life. You look at photos, listen to songs, hoping that you will receive a text saying 'I think of you too, sometimes'.

But when it never happens, you have to forcefully snap out of the past and ensure that you are creating new memories here, now. The only challenge in doing so is that you'll soon be reminiscing the moments you are creating now. So to what extend can anyone ever fully live here, now? The past is a major component of who we are in the present and to live as though the past does not effect the present is almost impossible.

Fortunately, it sometimes effects one's personality positively where he uses the experiences as a lesson. I used to say 'love as though you have not been hurt before' until someone corrected me by saying 'love as though you have been hurt before' because that is when you will know how it feels. 

You live, you learn. The way we are treated is possibly the way we have treated people in the past, either consciously or unconsciously. So an attempt to treat people the way we would like to be treated would probably bring the absence of loneliness and would restore the presence of the present.

Gay and Proud

Sometimes we're gay
Sometimes we're proud
I say let's play
You say I'm loud.


Look at the ray 
Behind the cloud;
Start being more gay
And stop being so proud.



Talk about things
That bother you dear;
If you're not talking
Then how can I hear?


I tried to come close
But I won't try again.
Please don't overdose
And deal with the pain.


If I weren't so gay
And you weren't so proud
Then you'd have been gay
And I'd be so proud!


*Gay to be interpreted as preferred.