Photo by Burak K on Pexels.com In this culture diet, at night, I consume art with bulimia. I am searching for truth in media, like a junkie searches food in a garbage bin. My creative juices; sold in an unholy agreement to a thirsty capitalist. The door is open; but I haven't learned to walk … Continue reading A Netflix story.
Photo by Alex Fu on Pexels.com I want to leave a legacy for the fools of this world.For the ones that they’re destined for walking but they had to run.Always in a hurry because the heavy old bus of survival is coming behind them.So fast that they can’t stop, just quick looks on the windows … Continue reading Walk.
They don't know. They don’t feel. - They don’t hallucinate. - They have their own truth. - But you don't judge. You don't criticize. You understand them. I am asking only, if you have ever told them your own truth? - Your truth pure as snow. - Can you remember their eyes of fear when … Continue reading Mt. Abraxas