Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Monday, May 12, 2014

Pretty Doll

Pretty doll, pretty doll
What you doing over there?

Silly boy, silly boy
Why, I'm dancing in the rain.

Pretty doll, dance with me,
Then we'll jump from cloud to cloud.

Silly boy, let me be
I just want to dance around.

Then, goodbye, pretty doll
I don't want to watch you dance.

I don't care, silly boy
I just want you to feel pain.

Silly doll, what you mean?
I don't care for you at all.

Pretty boy, can't you see?
Just keep drinking 'till you fall.


Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Preoccupations


            As a writer, I have a great preoccupation to address to you, my many friends, my readers.  I see, day after day, increasing (and preoccupying) intolerance for books and knowledge not only in part of our youth but also in our adults, middle-agers and, sometimes, even in myself as well.  We complain then about the violence that our children increasingly take part of in video games, cinemas, and advertisements, blasted to them from every corner.  However, have we ever stopped blaming the media and thought about who was the real culprit for such disdainful crimes? Who were the ones who influenced our generations into believing that intellectuals, readers and researchers were outdated?  Generation, simply take a look in the mirror; one out of two say you are going to see your influencer reflecting your wrong-doing back at you.

            We indulge ourselves every day in a non-intellectual spree through life, reading and researching less as we go along.  Worst of all, we seem to be happy in our overly lazy lives, indulging ourselves with distractions that separate us from the truth: we are a backwards civilization.  We are not evolving; we are devolving, and part of the cause is our lack of intellectuality. This includes our lack of reading, questioning ourselves, questioning the world, investigating, being curious, and striving for the truth no matter what the cause.  Why then are we so shocked when it comes to digress in socially acceptable philosophy?

            When it comes to philosophizing about anything and everything, our community nowadays views his or her opinion as key to understanding and helping humanity.  Well, how can you make such exaggerated opinions known to the public when it is an uneducated opinion?  It would be just as bad to see a “doctor” without a medical degree and find his word to be the highest authority on the subject.  That is complete and utter “bullshit”.  Pardon that colorful expression.  

Philosophy Books

Monday, April 8, 2013

My One


Dedicated to the love of my life...Walter.


He is to me the love bountiful tender
His face covered in acute black stubble
Busker who joins my night is my lover
Brings with him a touch so loving, feeble

It is clear he was destined for the greatness
Sleek August wind rush, fated wonder
Bundles for sweet Latin prodigiousness
Ruined bonds that create avid thunder

Nude whispers like the sun shines at midnight
Strange person who sings with chords of alloy
Grass falls toward the sky moonless sunlight
Chanted touch, he is a magic Yule toy

Controversial man of thoughts lost in skill
Love so deep it fulfills my greatest thrills

Love Test

Sunday, February 3, 2013

From June 27th, 2010

My darling, 

I lay on my bed, hungry and exhausted.  And while the wind blows outside and my parents bicker inside, I can think only of you (and of how hungry I am--I eat plenty).  My dear, you are the thought that circles my mind always.  You are the rock on which I have chosen to stand.  I love you dearly and always will.

Yours always and forever,
Vivi

Cosmos Flowers Drenched In Bokeh

My old love letter to +Walter Torres.  Love you!

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