loud confesions in silence from watchtower

Same tears that used to fill my soul start today to clean my eyes.
Constructing walls to preserve my peace or jumping on a soft surface full of needles?
From the highest I look up.
Nothing really matters.
After all, in the past, I also was cleaning my hands into a bowl of blood.

earn respect, give respect

If we had to resume in one word how to relation with other this should be "RESPECT"

Respecting means not doing nothing with bad intention or that you don't like to be made. And always ask or look for what the other wants, it could not be the same that you want.

I didn't said "doing good actions" because actions cannot be good or bad, only intention accept those adjectives.

I remmember one day talking about infidelity. Infidelity is nothing, is only the realization that respect has been ended.

the owner of the soul

Sometimes we talk about our souls. When saying this we are saying that we are above our souls.  We possess our souls.

This is a very interesting theory that situates us, at least, one step above our soul giving more importance to  oneself that the soul we can drive.

In that case, we are driving our soul by terrenal bodies through the life.


Where we are?
Where we can found our souls?
Is there only a soul for every of us?
Maybe we can begin another life after a dead, but will we conserve the same souls? The body seams to be lost in the way.

the best of the sun is the brightness of the moon

Sometimes we focus on things, acts, people... happening around us,  forgetting that like the sun is emiting rays of light, as important as the kind and the properties of light, is the way we reflect, refract or absorb that light.

Focusing on learning the way to receive stimulus we can reflect those of them that we don't want, absorb those which we like and refract those rays that we want but a bit or a lot modified.

I like a lot lists (it's because I copy list idea from another blogs) about to do to improving some personal behavior.

1- Identify one of the thousand rays we are exposed to.
2- See the things or properties of that ray.
3- Discern those properties you like, those you don't like or don't need and those which you can convert to anything positive.
4- Focus yourself on convert the last kind of rays.
5- Start again with the next "ray of light".


This is not a final recipe but the first one.

"Abolladura del alma"

hammered one, twice and more times. Our soul easily starts acquiring resilience and tenacity making it almost impenetrable allowing full tranquility until a reminiscent blow shakes our foundations again, although included the horoscope is saying "don't do that" your heart is convinced. In stress terms, you have been loaded again with a extreme charge you thought assumed or buried in the past.

memory II

Thinking about achieve our targets we think about a straight way. When we think about learning we also think about a straight way.

Circle line in London's Underground  can demonstrate you that, although physically,  you can leave the train in the same station that you took before, in your life you will be, sure, in another place.

People you meet during the travel will transform you to deep inside so you never will be the same person. And you will find those changes through memory. We live only in the past beacause of memory. Memories that hammered our soul and printed on it their fingerprints ocurred years ago, and memories recorded 1 second ago that because of the computational delay of our brain we think that  we are living the present.

Although you are living at present your conscience always lives in the past, so:

Present is a "Quimera", future doesn't exists and past are our memories...

memory I

This is my first post. I open this blog to practice english language and trying to order my disordered mind with pictures and some text. Without having a target is easier to discover new terrains...

How we can forget if memory is the only thing we have? Only scars and wounds can tell me what happened? or better what hammered me?  Like this tree. Its broken branch is the only thing we have to remember? May be a windy winter, or maybe strong storm during summer...

The end is the only important thing. Maybe not the last end. Our life is made of many very small stories with beginning and end, and are those ends that will write something inside skin.