Formulas

As much as I want to believe that originality and uniqueness reign supreme,
humans ears will always ache for the familiar.




Written Monday, November 30, 2015 - 10:48pm

ATION

Precipitation in the desert
Acceleration on the streets

Amalgamation of the city
Deforestation of the wild

Civilization of the people
Configuration of the mind

Determination of the humble
Equalization of the wealth

Ejaculation of creativity
Dissemination of beliefs

Infatuation of the war lords
Imagination of the mad

Assassination of the future
Annihilation of the world




Written Tuesday, November 20, 2012 - 4:42pm

Every Time

There flies a hapless bird with awkward wings
trying desperately to reach this edifice.
The glare of the winter sun reflects
in his eyes, deceiving his perception.

Your heart flutters anxiously.

Gusts of wind are pummeling from all sides
chilling his small frame of feathered bones.
His tiny yellow beak opening to take in air
before charging up the glass wall once more.

Your pulse quickens nervously.

And just when you can't watch anymore,
a giant shadow looms above him and diving sharply,
his mother swoops underneath to catch him
before the concrete embrace.

You take a deep breath.

You can almost feel his relief
as he nestles into her warm feathers.
Together they soar upwards
and pass far above the city.

You smile.

It gets you every time. The story. The struggle.
The happy ending that we all long for.




Written Monday, November 19, 2012 - 4:24pm

There is...

There is a stillness in the morning

after the sun rises

You can take a deep breath,

pulling fresh air into your lungs,

and look at the world

with benevolence




Written Wednesday, November 18, 2015 - 3:40pm

One day

When we give
freely and without reserve

When we listen
to someone else's heart

When we celebrate
the joy of others without envy

When we liberate others
from the bondage of our judgments

When we understand
that we are all made of the same
blood and bones and stardust

Like a blossoming flower
we will finally reach higher consciousness




Written Tuesday, November 17, 2015 - 8:10am

( )

The ghost of me
trying to make you feel
that I'm still here.
The ghost of me
flying away even if
I want to stay.
Don't forget the
sound of my voice.
Don't forget the
smell of my skin.
Release that wish
cause this ghost of us
was all a dream
even when I was awake.




Written together by Javier & Rosalie November 16, 2015 - 11:32am

The Doctor will see you now

The make-up is powdered
The curtain is rising
The wizard steps onto the stage

It's time for the marvels
It's time for the magic
It's time for the guessing games

And though power flows
through magical hands
at any moment the crowd
may revolt and throw
rotten tomatoes

Beware the twists and turns
in the circus of magic medicine




Written Thursday, November 15, 2012 - 9:03am

On the shore

Rain washes away the clutter of the city
and covers the mountains in a veil of mist.
I long to stand on the shore
to feel the ebb and flow of each breath,
raindrops collecting on my cold cheeks
and my heart wrapped in the embrace
of bittersweet melancholia.




Written Saturday, November 14, 2015 - 7:45pm

No time like the present

Time unravels in spirals around my ankles
I can't help but trip over these minutes
Each tick echoes deafeningly in my ears
Trying to find meaning in the moments
between endless plans for improvement
and perpetual creations of the future




Written Friday, November 13, 2015 - 2:15pm