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La forma que tu me haces sentir, 
es indescriptible, pero igual voy a intentar hacerlo.
El cosquilleo que comienza en mis pelos, 
es como la brisa que pasa al atardecer en la marea, 
te captura cada pelo y bello de tus brazos, piernas y espalda. 
Me despiertas al escuchar que tu estas ahí. 
Cuando hablas, es como el pedal de un tambor, 
brusco, duro, constante pero perfectamente en ritmo. 
Mantienes todo bajo tu control. 
Cuando tu estas, 
todo resuena a la perfección tuya. 
Mis imperfecciones, se convierten en algo increíble, 
nunca me haces sentir menos de. 
Me agarras la mejilla, y me la levantas a verte ojo a ojo, 
y me susurras, 
"Eres bella. Así exactamente como estas, eres bella."
Me haces sentir que soy una reina, 
aunque no me merezca tu amor,
tu me lo das gratuito. 
No hay nada ni nadie mas perfecto que tu. 
Te siento en toda profundidad,
me sumerges en tu dulzura. 
No hay nada mas bello que tu aroma, 
el saber que tu siempre estas ahí. 

Gustavo Cerati- Crimen

LIfe equals Learning and Learning equals Life

Life a continuous cycle of learning
yet never really graduating fully. 
You may reach new levels, 
but the levels never stop. 
It doesn't matter your age, 
if you have a willing mind, 
you will continuously keep learning, 
and learning is a beautiful thing, 
it keeps you humble. 
I've come to understand more profoundly
what it means to be humble. 
It's not to be weak, or to let others ride you over.
Instead, you think of others before you, 
and that's not being weak, far from it. 
You need strength and discernment to be humble. 
Being humble is an honor. 
Serving others it's a privilege. 
Serving others it's liberating, not dead weight. 
Let's do something today,
how about we give someone something,
could be a smile, a hug, a caring word, 
maybe something material, a note, anything that shows love unto another. 
Promise you, you won't regret it.  

Abrenos los cielos - Christine D'Clario

I apologize

And once again, God has humbled me to the core
It's one of those moments when you are reflecting life,
maybe it's the holidays, maybe it's the end of the year.
I like to believe that I try to better myself daily, 
I am far from perfect, 
Oh lord, everyone that meets me knows that. 
I thought I was humble, 
I mean I've been working on that for years now, 
and I thought I was doing incredible, until...
I met someone recently,
whom I did not remember. 
Had no recollection of meeting this person, 
yet I had, 
and they remembered me. 
I realized tonight while talking with mom, 
that this person had been presented/introduced to me,
to the result of becoming friends with them. 
I was around nineteen years old, 
and I was stupid, very stupid. 
Yet, not throwing the age out there for an excuse, there is none.
I remembered looking at this person with disgust, 
like "ew, you're below me, bye" 
Now, I see I made a big mistake. 
I didn't see it then because once again, I was stupid. 
But now I've met the person again and I feel terrible. 
I remember her childish face, and her sister as well, 
I am starting to remember times when I've been an asshole, 
and it's hitting me to the core. 
I realized that as many times that I've been hurt, 
I've hurt others too. 
The thought of me causing harm to another, 
is heart breaking, my heart really breaks. 
I don't ever want to cause any sort of pain unto another. 
It broke me tonight. 
I was not expecting this at all, it took me by surprise. 
I feel shattered into pieces, 
all I want to do is love, and love and love. 
I have a second chance though, 
I've met this person again. 
They may remember the asshole I was to them or may not,
in the end, I do remember. 
I will apologize, and make amends. 
I've been humbled, and I'll probably be humbled once again in the future. 
But let me tell you, even though it feels like a blow to the stomach, 
or perhaps for example; playing soccer, 
and having someone kick you on your legs and 
landing on your back taking all the breath from you.
Being humbled is the best thing that could happen to anyone. 
It teaches you so much, 
makes you learn a lesson quick,
and God knows how I learn...
the hard way. 

Christine D'Clario - Abrenos los cielos (en vivo)

Arbol, cual es el tuyo?

Trees. 

Leafless trees is all I see.

There are some with a few, others with none. 

I imagine, we are leaves. 

We hold unto something so tight, 

even strong winds and showers couldn’t separate us from our tree. 

We dangle and whimper in the coldness outside,

hoping that one day we will show strength and vigor once again, 

and glow with the summer sun. 

We may be surrounded by other leaves, 

but we are alone in this jungle of colors. 

As the winds of life get stronger, 

we notice how our “friends” start disappearing, 

and they fly off the tree. 

Only the strongest survive. 

Only the ones that hold on for dear life stay attached to the tree. 

Others fall to the ground and are spat at and stepped at daily, 

until there’s no longer any shape to who they were, 

but are now turned into ashes in our hands. 

Being strong and holding on is not everything, 

it’s making sure we are attached to the right tree. 

Which one is your tree? 

What are You holding on to and not letting go? 

Let me just say, make sure it’s worth it. 

(no music this time, just the silence that comes from looking out a window)

Porque a la luna yo ame con pasion de lobos

What the night washes away,
seems like nothing to the naked eye
but to one that experienced the rushing
cleanse of the moon
it is a life changing experience.

Hudson

Are you sure about something?
I was sure of something myself.
So certain, it was set in stone but then it wasn't,
and it was quicksand instead.

You know when you have loved someone so deeply,
and then noticed they didn't feel the same way about you,
or at least they weren't going to give you any hint.
(It's time to move on).
I've moved on twice already and
I thought my love for someone had been buried dead,
no longer alive.
But it came back up suddenly out of nowhere,
catching me off guard.
I was confused at first,
I couldn't believe how I still loved this person in that way,
but I noticed the reason why it came back up,
it was for me to forgive them and forgive myself as well.
It was not to love this person once again,
but to heal,
and this is how it felt: 

Letting go feels strange.
Like a stranger walking into your house and roaming free.
As if some unwelcome thing came in
and took something with them.

Letting go of memories feels like you're losing part of yourself.
Letting go of the ties between you and someone is hard and confusing.

But you're married now,
it's been  four years and all the times I've tried bringing it up,
you change the subject or have to leave.
I know how we both felt about each other at that time,
we were lovers as you said,
more in mind than physical,
for we never tasted one another.

They say "third time's a charm".
Well, this is the third time and
hopefully the last time I erase you off my heart as a lover,
and finally be able to love you just as a friend.
You've always been my friend first, above all.

I want to say I forgive you, I really do.
I forgive any pain you caused me which I was never able to voice out to you.
I can't continue to wait to see when you're ready to talk about it,
it doesn't seem you ever will.
I love myself too much to keep going this way.
I am fixing myself little by little
and right now,
it's your name I need to scratch off
of the things that need to be changed or taken out.
I love you dearly, but I need to love you healthily.
Loving you has been painful,
more painful than anything I've experienced.
I need to learn how to love properly.
I promised you a long time ago,
when we had just met,
that I will be your rock.
All I have in life is my word,
and we both know that I will keep it.
I just need to learn how to love.
Love myself and others.
There are so many other things I would have loved to say to you,
to talk about,
but being honest,
they probably would have hurt you,
so let's leave this behind.
If you ever want to bring it up,
and talk about it,
I am willing to do it.
From what I can tell though,
you are OK,
you are happy.

"I" need to be happy now. 

Thank you for listening. Your friend always...

Vanda


"Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." Edgar Allan Poe
I Thought About You- Ace Elijah