The last few days have been of reflexion. I have pondered on what will take place at the conclusion of the next two months, primarily, the cessation of the freedom I have been enjoying since March ‘05. It is not to be an abrupt conclusion, for everything has, ostensibly, been building up to this. There…

Truth is one of those things that escapes us; perhaps this escapism alludes to the fact that truth is unattainable. I am of the impression that we can only come to know images of truths. I believe Truth exists, but it is beyond our reach. By this, I do not mean that it is beyond…

Sometimes I feel distant, hardly visible, yet I am thereand I am sure you know and notice this …. Often I remain silent, afraid that were I to speak, only nonsense would be emitted by my mouth. Therefore, from the sidelines like a spectator I watch and wait. I am a stranger to time, resilient…

on an empty field spanning the horizon to empty silencebesieged by a glistening sun, high up above in the sky. somewhere, once when it was green and pleasant children played; no care in the world to be shown. buffered by towering mountains capped by the whiteness of the snow reaching for the heavens with open…

A veces sueño que eres fuerte y valiente. Me pierdo en la ilusión de que tienes el valor para defenderme, de poner un alto a todo lo que ella dice sobre mí. Pero soñar es un mundo y realidad aparte de lo que es. La fantasía de que soy mi propio héroe no es más…