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Rafael Torres Sep 2018
In the ****** life
The one here on Earth
The one we're all graced with
By choice
At birth
It's the little victories
That may keep one sane
Without quitting or leaving prematurely
This ****** up game
But a game it's not
This life is real
Stamped and approved
With a golden seal...
For we've all made a deal
To learn and grow
To gain a knowledge much deeper
Than we ever have known
Smile at the small stuff
Don't sweat the big stuff
It'll only add more
To a life of enough...
Unnecessary *******
And pointless torment
Turning active Volcanos
That once had laid dormant
Perpetuating misery
Frowns and tears unneeded
Don't question the harvest
When it's known what's been seeded
Nonphysical forces
Keep the ball rolling...
I'll take my small victories
With a smile...
And keep on strolling......
Written 9/27/2018 3:55PM
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
Small print
What a way
To cheat another day
History has taught
How to respond
And Play

There's nothing to fear
But fear itself
Knowing this is wealth
Theres one word
A join of two
Reveals theres nothing had to do

Loophole
Loophole

A hole of loops
Infinite
Every loophole has a loophole
How significant

Thats why its called
Loop
Hole

Endless DNA
Theres just one name
That keeps it sane
The name lives to this day

John Hancock
Sign that sh*t
Big and bold
No fear
Showing that
No cowardice
Is within
Is clear

Let the loopholes
Noose the necks
Of those with bad intent
Now thats enough
Wasting thought on this
My mind is not for rent

Just remember
Boomerang
Three little birds that sang
Killed by the bell
Welcome to hell
Theres no one else to blame.
Written Sept. 19. 2018 8:37 AM
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
Somewhat blank
Day-dream more than "live"
Feel somewhat out of place
Don't know what else I have to give
Something's gonna give
The world is too unstable
I sit silent
And wait to tip the scale

Too much tension
In this air
I wonder how much longer
They can smile though despair
No one even cares
Just laugh it off
Don a mask
Point a finger
Lie through teeth
Make a dollar through a flask

So busy stuck on others
Forgetting the source of this life's screening
Most just can't admit
That they haven't found a meaning
On the outside well presented
Inside
Endless screaming
Always working
Always scheming
A life reflected by demeaning

Watching backs
Paranoid
The mirror
Just avoid
Elevator cable snapped
As bunkers all collapse
Yet a few remain intact
Left with no way out
Held in Nature's grasp
Beyond a shadow of a doubt

Darkness.
No lights
No Sun.
No Moon
No stars
No vision
None.

Can't fly away
Can't call for help
You cannot run
From cards you've delt
Life treated like a game
All the rules end up the same
Cheaters never win
There's no one else to blame

Reciprocation
Devastation
Don't you hold your breath
Disrespected death
You get no rest
You've never tried your best

Always ignored
What's widely known
Don't disrespect your home

Give a cackle
Until it's nothing
As empty as within
Just don't forget
Between the laughs
That cheaters never win

Where's the power?
Where's the skill?
Fabricated for the easy-way
Illusion is illusory
Tomorrow's not today

Watch what you say
Dont misbehave
And ask yourself
Who's the slave?

Live your life
According to others
Sadly
It's what I see
I sit silent
Watch and wait
For the powers that will be

Reciprocation
Orbital
I simply blow a kiss
Have finding out...

Ignorance.
Isn't.
Bliss.
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
Homeless
Broken
On a spare tire
Under the red-line
In the mind... just fine...
Grimy
Gritty
Trying not to feel ******...
Out of clean clothes
Job searching in the city...
Friends down to zero
My journal number one...
Go for a walk
Is the only source of "fun"...
Cans here
Bottles there
Find them under lost despair
Solitude
And gratitude
Both have come from where?...
Life is great...
Say it loud
All alone within a crowd
Its just been so long
For a chance to breath
Find some shade beneath the trees
Watch the leaves
Fall before my feet
Then blow away
Caught within the wind...
Cannot
Will not
Accept defeat...
New things will begin...
Life is great...
Living the dream...
Pain floats away like steam...
Eyes have closed
Its time to rest
Dream to live again...
All is well
Inside of hell...
Relief...
Well meet again... my friend... as well...
Written Sept. 17. 2018. 10:00 AM Monday
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
Another day has come
Us all greeted by the Sun
Skies that shimmer blue
Bring new choices we could do
Within the mind
We create
An ever vaster
New landscape
It is our fate
To stir and shake
A life that only
We could make
Miles long
To the horizon
Try to see
With more than eyes
Then
So much more
Could than be seen
Like hidden stories
In between
The words
And voices
Birds
And choices
So often taken
Just for granted
How little nourished
What's been planted
Always asking
Never granted
No steps taken
Always pulled
Leads to unintended fools
For at the end
Of this one path
Is infinite
Says all the math
Endless love
Or endless pain
When phrased like this
Much less a game
Fortune or fame
Or selfless giving
Which ones are
Truly living?
Just alive
For an agenda
Leaves no rest,
Just ask yourself
And do your best...
These words just read
Have not been spoken
By a life
That's not been broken
But sewn together
Healed by time
Or in an instant
Within the mind
Seek anew
And one may find
That what's ahead
Is far behind
Shackled by our thoughts
That be
Just look inside
You have your key...
Written 09/15/2018 11:19 AM.
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
The unknown lingers,
Just like every second,
Guesses can be made,
Utilize the senses,
Use the sixth knowingly,
Confident through the blur,
As opposed to blind guesses,
Evolve them into sure,
Intent that is pure,
Cannot be touched by flak,
For soaring even higher,
Remains in one intact,
With a choice to fly low,
Still,
Adds for another thrill,
Freezing lightning solid,
Unleash its strike at will,
Concentrate,
On fate,
To travel within destiny,
Leave behind the physical,
I shall use the rest of me,
Light's what casts shadows,
The Universe's recipe,
Life,
I say,
Test me,
6 or 9,
No line,
Top or bottom viewed,
Perception that factor,
That makes opinions skewed,
For both views are correct,
Yet the other just can't see,
Through the other's eyes what be,
See?
Attempt to unfold,
Sifting gold through gravel,
Decipher this here poem,
Let your mind travel,
Times and places,
Unknown,
Never a dull moment,
Grasp the present,
Own it.
Written 09/06/2018. To better explain the 6 or 9 part. Imagine: a 6 drawn on the ground, with no line under it, or above it. If 2 people were looking at it on the ground, one at the top, one at the bottom, one would see a 6, one would see a 9. Both would be correct. Perception.
Rafael Torres Sep 2018
Nameless,
I've named this,
For who knows the contents could be,
Reminded I am,
Of gravestones left unmarked,
Once were,
But today not a name to be seen...
When I gaze upon these,
I still send my respects,
I have not a clue,
As to resting is who,
Send love from my chest,
Move to the next,
Nothing is more I could do...
I guess for a second,
All I can rekon,
Is to imagine the being below,
Of their life's journey,
Those they've effected,
I only guess,
But never could know...
I hope they have felt,
My intents of respects,
And know they are not forgotten,
In fact I do say,
Right here today,
I do not even know my own place,
In this here world,
For which we are thrown,
My meaning,
Still yet,
Unknown...
So I visit as a friend,
A simple kind gesture,
A gift of my salutations,
You lay there,
As I stand afoot,
A quick connection of Nations...
I do hope it was felt,
That I so alone,
Considered a guest,
Of your home...
The Cemetery.
Written 08/04/2018. 11:08PM. Speaking on the graves I visit, which I see have been vandalised, defiled, defaced, or damaged...
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