I woke up stuck for the third day in a row, or the fifth or is it the sixth? I have been stuck in writing, stuck in things of life, stuck in thought patterns, just STUCK. Reading is my mode of escapism I use to tolerate the “stuck days” but even that has been failing me because I have been so ADD. Not being able to … Continue reading Sixx, Is This Gonna Hurt?
Jack sings his song; his words resonate in me. He says my love is soft, kind, and blind. He says my love is wasted. He says someday I will see. I look back now, and see my disaster. He says I can choose to learn. I choose to realize my love was wasted on you. Your confession carved flesh and bone until it found my … Continue reading “Wasted” Love
I have done my best to avoid media coverage regarding Donald Trump’s comments about Mexican immigrants. As a Mexican born American, I knew that it would take .006 seconds for me to be fired up, or at minimum annoyed about his ignorance. I want to note that I did not say illegal immigrants, because Mr. Trump’s comment was “When Mexico sends its people…” I took … Continue reading Mr. Trump You Are a Buffoon!
It has been five years since I was part of the Machine that makes the world go round. I have to re-enter the workforce and have been trying for a while with little success. I have taken a step back and looked at this from a metaphysical perspective and believe that this has been due to my indecision. I have not been able to define … Continue reading “Five Years Dead”
Shhh... my Soul is talking, listen. 