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Reflections

Reflections

Mosaic of reflections
crossroads of the past
convex tracks that have derailed,
blurry silhouette of a distorted us

Suspended present,
a roadmap to trust

Only if...

Only if...

Only if I make you smile, I am important
Only if I prompt you to think, I am important
Only if I inspire you to write, I am important
Only if I am music in your life,
the rhyme that you seek, the muse of your dreams,
I am important

How unimportant we are when human eyes exile us to be invisible

La soledad fue eso (A monologue in two languages)

La soledad fue eso (A monologue in two languages)

Si no me hablas más alto, no te entiendo.

Raise your voice, escuha el cielo,
ese cielo azul intenso que prodiga presagios negros.

Blind hopes, desaliento.
Ensordece el ruido del rechazo, punzada aguda de desconcierto.
Susurras adagios de madrugada, supuran tempestad las entrañas.

You are not staying, you must go. But where?
Nowhere, no place where you belong.

Confessions

Confessions

Tell me,
what do I do with your story?
what am I suppsosed to do with the weight of your anger,
with the tears in your heart,
with the resentment of your hope?

Tell me,
where should I carry your tale?
to the elders, to the youth?
to the mountians, to the sea?
to nowhere, so it ends and a new one begins?

Your story got me lost,
nostalgia reigns, despair mourns.
Did I fabricate you in my dreams? You are real, please speak.

The Justice’s Song

The Justice’s Song

Eres poesía,
spiced cane sugar, raw love,
voice amiga,
rainbow's bow.

Inspiration to the uninspired,
fearless mother, mother of us all
voice tranquila, voice que entona
the justice's song.

A pasos agigantados

A pasos agigantados

(Voice over)

Pasos que se apresuran hacia un mañana que no llega,
sueños en pausa, nubes en la maleta.

Incertidumbre que ahoga, lágrimas que abrazan
el desdén de los andenes, el martirio de la espera.
Miradas de soslayo, roces de cadera,
páginas de un libro con aires de grandeza.

Un yo que se doblega ante estaciones en curva,
por túneles calcinados de ilusiones muertas.

Madrid, a pasos agigantados naufraga mi torpeza.

El fracaso de la linearidad: Instantánea

El fracaso de la linearidad: Instantánea

It is only when we expand our linear imagination that we can bend the margins of our knowledge, soften the edges of our judgments, liberate our fears of wrongness.

It is only the circular motion of your hands that unleashes my mind to think freely.

Metro de Madrid informa

Metro de Madrid informa

(Voice over)

Madrid Metro informs.

Due to the strikes, passengers should be aware that trains run intermittently; security cameras will remain in operation.

Passengers are urged to read more, think more, love more.