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Monthly Archives: April 2011
No.13
Be the director of your own show…the one you live each day…you call action, write the plot…as long as it’s truly your own production.
No.12
See, it’s all in how we react…the hardest part is doing it optimistically; and with a greater sense of social awareness and implication.
Opened Eyes, Brighter Than the Sun
Learn to look each other in the eyes
Learn to see the world from diverse perspectives
Learn to spot the natural beauty
Learn to discern the signs of opportunity
The Brain = Our World, The World = Our Brains
We’ve got to fight for the right to understand
Who we are and what truly matters…
What we believe and How to express it,
What we think and How to say it,
Who we love and How to show it,
What we dream and How to create it;
Why we live, love, laugh, and cry
Why we sing, dance, scream, and die
If we just take the time to sit and ponder
More sense will be made
Out of the worlds we now wander
Our brains and this globe so complexly designed
So easy to get lost in this short span of time
The key–to always keep true to the heart;
The brain will process, the body may act.
It’s important to act, though,
For we can never turn back
And what we do can make change
And what we say and create will make that change;
From our thoughts and ideas all stored in our brains
So it’s important to think, and more important to act
We feel so much, but lose meaning on the tracks
Not defined by ourselves, but by other’s great minds
You’ve got one too, so don’t you leave yours behind
No.11
We’re forgetting the simple moments that give us happiness…our human spirits-more powerful than the institutions, the money, and the titles.
No.10
Find something in life that gives YOU meaning. Share it with the world. Never let it go.
No.9
Tell a child ‘NO’ enough, and all progress will immediately hault. Give us the floor to speak and the tools to create, and we will soar.
Labels
Put a label on something, and you’ll know exactly what to expect inside and exactly what should comprise the entity it describes. Unfortunately, we get into this habit of label-ization with people each and every day…but why? Humans are too complex and too unique to be packaged together into restrictive sectors of our social society…and although it may seem that we are generalizing based on say physical truths, political ideals, or religious beliefs…all that genuinely matters is how we interact, learn from, share and collaborate with each other. Nature and materials aside, we’re all we’ve got…not matter what part of the globe we come from…no matter what we look like. The day we come to realize that we are all simply human, we are all individual, and respecting that we are all subject to our own opinions…is the day invalid assumptions, underestimating negativity, and intrapersonal injustice will cease to exist
Labels
The labels of our world
Overcome every inch of our innocent bodies
I got a sticker for everything I represent…
No, for everything they think I represent
STAMP- Hispanic, Smart, Liberal, Jesus Freak
STAMP- Short, Hairy, Nerdy, Physically Weak
Accumulating
Until the soul has no painless means of unraveling from
This stereotypical tangle
We “fit in”…
Only because they say so
Slowly unpeeling these adhesive generalizations
You will find
The one that speaks to all faces and nations
HUMAN
That permanent tattoo ingrained under the surface
HUMAN
The one incapable of tearing us apart
From the concrete reality
Of what it means to be
HUMAN
See, each and every one of us-Feels, Breathes, Lives
In this same world
Born, raised, and deceased
Through similar fleshy mediums
We are simply
HUMAN
Not confined by titles
But ideally by the words that flow from our throats
What we do and what we create
What we value, believe, and advocate
Just know you can escape, though,
From this jungle of assumptions
Because when the panthers, the cheetahs, and jaguars conspire
They attack with no meaning because you’re what they desire
A young soul to chew up…all due to these labels
You’re now the target, and so willing to accept it
Yet all of these attacks, no matter what has been deemed
Mean nothing at all
For it’s your own self esteem
That defines
Who you are and
What you will do
In this life…
Your ambition
Your own inner truth
Indigo Infinity
It was a typical Thursday afternoon, gazing carelessly outside the front seat window of my dad’s silver Honda Accord, and wondering how something so vast, so unimaginable can possibly exist. An outstretched arm lifts up toward the beaming rays of sunlight as if able to grasp a juicy slice of the unknown. The mysterious layer remains both stunning and questionable to the human eye, making its overall appeal desirable to any victim whose eyes happen to stumble upon its splendor. It stretches further than the orb of vision perceives, and transforms itself regularly like an infinite canvas awaiting each crack of dawn to illustrate a precise sketch of remarkable simplicity. The inauguration of a new day emerges and provides all internal inhabitants with a glistening golden globe of fire amidst the infinite cobalt abyss. As the giant ball of life ascends, it unfastens haggard eyelids and injects planetary vigor into the ancient veins of mother earth. Masses of white pandemonium hover over the surface arbitrarily, defying the laws of gravity, and speeding through the artwork as if in a marathon to absorb the greatest quantity of hydrogen two oxygen from every ocean. As time elapses, strokes of rose and ginger predict the imminent shadows. The realm of darkness suddenly engulfs the canvas, compelling any previous pigments to reside elsewhere. Calmness sets in as a brilliant lunar flashlight overlooks restless civilizations, accompanied by countless specs of scattered glitter positioned at lottery across the entire span of absolute emptiness. Once time has packed away his infamous suit of night, he lifts his invisible paintbrush, and the creative process begins yet again.
Imagine the world…all cultures and races alike, experiencing, feeling, and witnessing the extraordinary essence of the sky. Look up, and realize that even in the midst of conflict, we all maintain at least one profound experience with oneanother–inspiración del cielo.
