A Note for Father Figures.

To be remembered is one thing admirable about all humans. The desire to leave a mark, make a stand, live life to the fullest, perhaps even be a hero. It’s true that humanity as a whole has a series of people they remember for their achievements, their intellect, their inventions, but I’d rather remember them as people, as a brother or sister, a father. For his quirks and his stories, the places he saw and who his was with, the warmth shared with a hug and the love he gave. That is what I will remember him for.

QEPD – Pinchas Oszerowicz

Paths.

Paths are meant to lead you, they can also lead you astray, further away from your original destination. Perhaps you didn’t know where you were going, or why you were going there in the first place. I like to keep my aspirations grand, my goals clear. One thing I am trying to clear up is my desire, my intent. I am passionate about my trade, it has never lead me astray, my work is always representative of it’s context, which is all that is left. But getting caught up in the work can have you forget about the path, the ground can vanish from under your feet. When this happens, it can take some time to find another better path towards your destination. And so I seek the desire to assume charge of my own affairs, stop letting others make choices in my behalf. Seems like I’ve done this before, but never so clearly. It’s a process, a slow process of comprehension and projection, meanwhile doing as much work as I can handle on my own.

Which leads me to the next great step in my life. The name is so good, I don’t want to reveal it yet. But soon. I know however what I want it to be, which is the best thing to know. I also know I can take my time and act on my own decisions, that is the biggest relief. This new project and hopefully the best project I have undertaken is a web company, with multiple specific focus areas and objectives, nothing big, but ultimately something that is mine, where the goals are clear, the ideas are my own and work with professional dedicated people. I will also never give up on the possibility of forming a small T-Shirt/Poster shop once again, one I can use as a hobby, with none of the pressures of making it big.

Well. that’s enough for now. I wanted to give my readers (I think it went up to 2.8 readers. Yay!) the heads-up. Over the next few days I will be posting excerpts from an ongoing writing project titled “Life Vest Under Your Seat” a collection of short stories I want to finish and publish.

Identity.

Many things were challenged this week, stirring up emotions that I like to let lay dormant. A new path is forming which seems to bring comfort and motivation. I can feel a new me being born and shedding behind the skin of the past years here in Miami. It is a strange air I breath, purer and different than anything before. I sense I’m about to really be challenged in my professional life.

There has been a new balance forming in my mind, that of my personal and professional life coexisting, something I want dearly happen. Indeed it has proven to be difficult in some cases, and really easy in others. So I must trust in the decisions I make, they will not lead me astray.

Me Verás Volver.

So, I’m back. At least in a few binary code simulated letters, but they comfort me. Lots of madness going on right now, finishing up a big Fania project, so I am totally excited, it’s gonna be great. Also, got to travel to Colombia with my girl, which proved to be an incredible adventure, one that we wish to repeat as often as possible. It ultimately meant a great deal to me, that she was able to fit in and that she liked my culture, it turned out to be most unexpected but sweet.

My days are now spent freelancing, trying to catch up with the working world, working on a few projects with MasterFlow and also at this point searching frantically for Soda Stereo concert dates in the U.S. which I finally achieved today, the good word on the street is Soda Stereo American Airlines Arena December 5th Miami, Florida. Let me just tell you folks. This band is to me the best rock band of all times, it has been 10 years since they split, and it doesn’t seem like they are getting back together to record, but it was confirmed they are back together for some serious touring.

Well, like I said, it had been a while without addressing my 2.3 readers, so I figured they are people too, and should receive news about my ultra-exciting life.

Did I mention I am getting married? Oh yes…

My Girl.

She so crazy.

Missing Out

The issue will finally be addressed, yes, I missed out on many years here in the states… mainly those awesome-looking 60’s and the music the sprung there from. But I guess I missed out on those regardless, at least in this lifetime. The music though, few things compare to the sound of Pink Floyd, Led Zepplin, Jimi Hendrix, I mean, what the hell happened. I find myself digging into older music these days, stuff I just missed out on and was part of some other context which I guess just refuses to ever come back. I do have hope, hope in the evolution of music, the way artists are able to take all their influences and take that to another level. That is what I look for these days, music that is evolved, with hints and overtones of the past, when a special era swept the western world. Spoon, what a band. Melodic, simple, and with brilliant rhythm. Reminiscent of real rock.

Oh well. Now I guess I’m a friggin music critic. But it’s my blog. So sowy.

Soda Stereo, the true definition of the evolution of music. Those guys did things that nobody is doing now. They try, they pretend. But even Soda cover bands can’t sound like them. Oh well. They are getting back together for a Tour. I hear it hits the states… need dates.

Thanks for listening.

Time

What is my time lately but a lost displaced mosaic. I feel dropped into a million pieces and put back together, the jagged edges screaming at each other. Sorry, not a very optimistic couple of lines, but I’m searching for inspiration; what draining concept it can be. It’s like having a worn out map as a guide, with discolored patches and folds.

I don’t really have a word for the last month. It’s something that could only come out of an impressionist panting or a patch of clouds. Sharp jagged valleys and cliffs covered by putty and fluff, like water over the surface of a stream. So much learned, a wealth of knowledge in such a short amount. It’s fair to say I am a sensitive guy, I can live with that, I like it, it’s the awareness that makes it so, just understanding where things are coming from, it helps assimilate, it helps build. I am preconstruction at this particular moment. And I have been left there, and I am moving on with whats left, I will build something else instead.

Shine

I eye it curiously, peering into stars.
Nothing but a rock, orbiting madly in my head
around a hopeful trusting heart
which loops in cycles on my bed.

Moments will pass in easy breaths,
stretching past a dream of truth.
All those grounded tiny steps
will grow, so will you.

Bound in skin, soft as air
caught in stillness by my stare.
I will look and see my hair,
see my love and feel her care.

Sacrifice | Compromise

There’s this great song with Pavarotti and U2 called Ms. Sarajevo, where Bono posts many a question about the right time to do something. “Is there a time for…” well, I’ve been thinking about way to many things lately, most of them involve commitment and the future, I think commitment would be nothing without some sacrifice, because it involves selflessness, it involves letting go of your selfishness, those particular things that you know are just for you and might not serve any purpose to anybody else. In any case, I am a person of compromise, of balance, of midpoints, there is always a midpoint, always a spot where to people can meet and find the right amount of something they want and something they can give away. So sacrifice is a matter of compromise, to me, it involves no regret, no discontent, such feelings will rot away within you, will keep you from realising your potential. So, as I’ve said before, I keep a positive outlook, the choices are make aren’t really as important as how committed I am to these choices, how happy I think these choices can make me.

My last few years have been about me, about my dreams, my goals, because ultimately my dreams involve many people, I never want to just make myself happy, I believe in retribution, and I never forget those who have helped me selflessly along the way. I have always seen fortune in my future, not necessarily fame and fortune, but success, happiness, when I search my feelings, which are the only thing I know to be true, I can find the answers. Foresight is not about certainty, it is about projection, by knowing who I am, I can know who I will be, when I see my life I see a continual rise of success, and why should I see anything else, if it is not what I want for myself? Projection. It is all about projection.

Right now. I can see many things unfolding for myself, they are here to grasp, they are moments that will never come again, and so I cherish these and dive deep into these choices because they dictate my future.

The Bean

Love at a metabolic rate
a growth spurt, a frame upon frames.
Quiet in warmth, learning to live.
Broken through the surface, instilled with breath,
savored by freedom, a catalyst of creation.