Saturday, February 23, 2008

Self-Definition



[ Ecléctico: Que esta compuesto de elementos, opiniones, estilos, etc. de caracter diverso; que sigue una corriente artistica ecléctica o adopta una postura intermedia, en lugar de elegir soluciones u opciones extremas o ya estipuladas ]

Si tuviera que definirme en este instante, lo haria con esa palabra. Digamos que, el periodo de transicion entre la adolescencia y la adultez, es ese tiempo (que vaya si parece eterno!) en que uno descube realmente quien es o por lo menos tiene mas claro hacia donde se inclina, que quiere ser y hasta donde quiere llegar.

Siempre he creido en la individualidad del ser humano; si Dios o el universo nos dio la capacidad de pensar y analizar, supongo que debemos tener la misma capacidad para tomar decisiones, ejercer el libre albedrio sin que la repercusion sea un caos tamano bomba atomica.

Es un hecho, cada decision trae consigo una consecuencia, es ley universal y seria muy tonto ignorarlo. Pero, que tan malo es tener un pensamiento o una actitud diferente?
Es, de verdad, algo grave tomarse la libertad de auto-moldearse de acuerdo a sus puntos de vista o sus perspectivas frente a la vida?

Soy amante del Arte en todas sus formas de expresion, con todos sus matizes. Amante de la Literatura sin importar cual sea su formato, ya sea una Novela, un Poema o Historia Antigua! Salto sin prejuicios por los caminos de la Musica, pasando por lo Clasico o hasta lo mas "pesado" ;) ... Simplemente me dejo envolver.

Me intrigan las culturas ajenas a la mia, el lenguaje que no me pertenece y que, aunque no entienda - su sonido me hipnotiza. Las caras de aquellos que estan lejos, el sabor de lo que nunca habia probado...

Uno que otro dia me siento Ciudadana del Universo, como si existera en mi una partecita de todo... Creo en tener una filosofia abierta ante la vida y asi disfrutar de todo cuanto exista en el camino.

De acuerdo a la definicion otorgada por la Real Academia de la Lengua Espanola, adoptar un pensamiento ecléctico, es tomarse la libertad de ... pensar, de ser diferente? De no adoptar lo cotidiano, sino defender lo propio?

Mmm... no parece tan mala idea, cierto?


Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Broken Page


I sit and read through the pages of my book of life trying to find the hidden words between the lines
searching the perfect combination of what once just was and now its non-existent..

My tears roll down as each new page turns away
as each new chapter begings with hope and ends with pain as I walk away from the impression on these pieces

My book is a puzzle that no one understands
yet onlookers dare to judge and interpret it
as they feel, in their own ways..

A history that re-writes itself with new plots
a new adventure ending in disgrace
And I end up being the same old character tiresome and lonely..

My lines dwell deep and bleed, like scars on a broken heart
yet I look up in a senseless motion
And I still pretend that I can give live to a new story..

Me.-

Escape


I wish I could escape.. from the prison of my mind,
the chase of my thoughts
and the torment of my own desires ..

*sighs*


I wish I could reach out of these walls
break the barriers of my imagination
and live beyond my own expectations

Escape from the sound of those silent nights
that surround me with their despair
Run away and hide from the multitude of
onlookers that are witnesses to my solitude

I wish I could cry myself to sleep
without really caring
Without feeling that my own happiness
is simply hanging by a thread...

Escape from the emotions and the dwelling..
Run from desillusion
And hide away from time ..

Me.-

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Are You a Believer?


Whether you have faith or you simply rejoice on the idea that something greater than existence is out there, the subject is often open for discussion.

I have been able to inmerse myself amongst the wilderness of the thoughts of many, and contrary to popular believes, its hard to point an 
ideal religion, an ideal custom of faith, an ideal mode for practicing rituals..

The subject indeed is wide and deep as any ocean can be, and as extensive and open to explore as 
the concept of the human mind..

Admitting to oneself that we don't control everything, that we were 
"made and placed" on this Earth with a purpose and that we are supposed to live life in an honorable way, might cause distraction and even dispersion of masses, simply because we have been growing with the idea of supremacy, individuality of character, possesion and control of our own ways and paths in life...

So, are we really ready to admit that maybe, just maybe, we are part of a 
greater plan; Part of something bigger than our pitiful impressions and explanations ??

Is it true, that the choice is only ours to make ?


Wednesday, February 06, 2008

The Miracle of a Child


With loving hands you wake up to life
knowing that safety is holding you

Your smile can warm her universe
and your senses connect with hers as one

Her soul emerges when your eyes
simply encounter her glance

And then realize you are the little piece of heaven
she was waiting all along..

Her little miracle of life..

Me.-