No man, shall suffer. Because we kept thing quiet. Some do not understand, that for us things has meaning, but we always seek the truth. Remember, "you are who I am, and who I am; is who they could be". Tomorrow, give yourself a prideful peaceful moment, and reflect of your surroundings; because we are always wrong; It does not tomorrow. Stay strong, and fight for those who cant. I know is hard to live in a world the demise us. HE will save us.

You create life, and no one else in this world can do it like us.
Your only problem my King; Is that there is a bigger King for every kingdom. You only need to respect and continue the manhood.

I was born from a path of Kings, with the name bestowed to me by luck; Abimael. Few fathers have my some of my admiration, but they have my respect.

Happy Fathers Day. Today, not tomorrow. We know.

Thirsty is the soul
Heart is broken
Eternal gaze

I wonder if my integrity betrayed me.
I wonder if my inner gentleman,
has become silence to thy heart...

I've dreamed of her.
Faceless.
A Galactica pair of eyes.

There is no place for love
if your heart is not broken.
absent suffering;
Inevitable survive.

Sacrifice thy Heart.

The moment I came to the land of free
the chain of the shackled sounded
the blood is a stain in the humidity
the sweat can be felt all over your skin

Remember, your weakness is your gun,
but the bullet comes from beyond.
Write it, cry it, sweat it but never greed
It is our sin,  and if they know your roots,
They know your life.

Be wise and write; write the true
and enjoy the fruits of your honest life.

See the tree of life, observe your branch
"Hard to discover whom thy me was"
and learn from roots to grow
With
pain has to be part of it
learn that suffering
Is
just as illusion
But ceasing
history
No
.

Ignorance is a blessing and a curse
It is a doll with no purpose
like a hollow, which is manipulated
by is own inner fears

As lust to Dust.
I dust your "flor".
Through the smell for a naive,
the skin, call to thee.
For me, is the desire to love in deep.
Where roses become eccentric.
And your eyes my entity.

Life is another simulation of reality.
It's undoubtedly a mask for deceivers.
but, with a half-moon smile.
The reality of us is to dust into time,
to just rift away through black matter.
With one message left.
But for life, it is just a switch.
Worry none. You will never receive that message.