A dream from Catalonia

The more frequent you fly, the shorter those trips on the plane seem to be. I used to enjoy reading a book, watching a movie, playing on my phone, or writing. I don’t do that as often as I used to anymore, I spend a lot of that time looking through that small window at the world. I stare at the sun following those clouds of dreams, it seems like it’s trying to catch the moon at its full image, am sure it has its reasons to do so. I look at our universe, it all seems insignificant from up here. The perspective from which you see the world changes. It’s as if you’ve just grown up fifty years, acquiring the wisdom of that time to see things from the bigger picture. Suddenly it hits my mind, no matter what you do in life, you will be presented with complications. If there is no escaping that why not face those difficulties for the things you want and desire.

I want to be the first ...

I walk this earth, like it’s nothing but a big long road. Yes at times it feels like I am walking that road up a hill, it's difficult, tiring and hard to see the road ahead; I barely see beyond my footsteps, feeling like the breath is running out of my weak lungs. At other times, that road becomes a downslope, and I start walking so much faster, sprinting with simplicity and at ease, as my eyes see more than that my mind could possibly capture. I see fields of gold; I see the sun rising after every fall. I can witness a glimpse of the ocean, as I stare deeper trying to distinguish it from the sky at the meeting point of the horizon line.

60 minutes

Take a walk through a little chapter of my life ladies and gentlemen. Some call it five aside football, to me it's sixty minutes of war fighting for a win.  As extreme as it may sounds, allow me to present my argument as follows:

Never was I a huge fan of watching active games, but I am a man who would jump at the chance of playing them.  Most likely it is due to the fact that I love creating than watch others create. Never did I see the fun in celebrating another man’s win at the comfort of my home. Or maybe it’s because I love risking everything for something, well how can I enjoy life without that? But that’s just me. It’s like love to me, you may see the movies, poetry and music, but that is never satisfying, I want to kill immortality and live through the pages of the past, future and present. The voices of madmen sounds beautiful to their own ears, does it not!

To my wonderland : A promise (Part Three)

(The video above will include a read of this piece. Before reading this please refer to the previous two articles. Thank you)

Dear sweetheart

I feel sadness as I write you the third and final part of this. Three cities contributed to these letters, and with every letter my heart felt your distance across the oceans between us. But don’t worry for one day I will make it a monthly habit to write you a letter, on the night of every full moon that climbs the sky taking its place between the stars to shine upon us.

It fascinates me how it’s you who defines the moon in my world, unlike most poets where they defined their loved ones by the moon. But how can I blame them, they haven’t met you; you give that moon many of your hidden characteristics that only I can see and feel. 

To my full half .. (Part two)

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Dear sweetheart

Now that you’re starting to take my madness just a little bit more seriously, I must admit to my joy and excitement; it runs through my veins as I write you the second part of this desired unexplainable insanity of a letter. Part of it is due to the fact that I know how lucky I am to know that I will be with you one day, partially because your existence today makes me a better man, but most importantly it’s due to the fact that I just woke up from my sleep at 2:30 in the morning, I couldn’t fall back to sleep, I knew it was for a reason, something I have to do, it was to write you this.

To my fairy tale .. (Part one)

(Before reading this please refer to the previous article " Introduction: Next three articles". Thank you).

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Dear sweetheart

Many accused me, many judged me, and a very few have intimidated me. Most those I knew thought of me as a shallow man when I said that physical beauty mattered just as much as the beauty of the heart and mind.  I call it the trinity to perfection. I cannot compromise on any of them; see when a man is in love some think he becomes rather delusional; I always took the extreme view of believing that he becomes wise.  Whilst most believe he is blinded, I believe he becomes the only one with the ability to see the truth.  It’s why I have been able to tell you that you’re the most beautiful woman on this earth, it’s just how I see you in every way. I know sometimes you will doubt me, but soon you will see through my actions that I truly believe that you are, just be patient my love.

Introduction: Next three articles

 I am going to be doing something different to my usual none sense; now don’t get me wrong, am not saying am going to rebel against my madness, but rather, just bring it up a level. In a few days I'll post part one of three articles to come over the next few weeks. They will take the form of a note, or a letter if I may say, to my future companion, she is someone whom I yet haven’t sat with nor touched, but someone I believe in so strongly.   

Why put this out on my journal? Well, First to protect myself from my logic, from the possibility of me ever becoming something I despise, so if I ever change, I will have my insane written ideologies bring me back to my salvation. The second reason is to inspire hope to everyone who reads this and holds an insane vision, anyone who questions their reasoning of such dreams. To tell them  that there are thousands of men and women out there who are no different to us, the concept of “the one” is something I highly believe in, soul mates are not a myth, but a visionary notion, that only those who are brave enough to accept it and its consequences can understand its full effect on one’s reality.

To be continued ... 

New York - 14/01/2012