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it wasn't my idea was just that it is

always lost too much time on technologies that are mastered.
always forgot the keys and was too late to go back.
always thought that the barriers of time were possible to break if you were a little faster, if I fall behind both the labial and the memories that I return it as individual pages to try to catch because the wind carries them away.
in that I spend my life, turning and arranging the same three flowers to see which side I wear them, playing with the chambrita, tweezers, trying to remember the track and losing 32 minutes of my life in such fruitless duties.
going privately brown crema untandome, washing dirty dishes and closing the doors, drinking cherry juice as I like my little juices from the cherry.
this time it escapes me.
this time one plus one is dos.

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What It Is. isn't it. Serenity

i remember that day.
i remember that day with joy. with something so alive inside of me that the pure memory of it just comes to life again. i thought it would never fade. i thought it would never change because how could it?, grow because it was too big, unroll because everything was already displayed, evolve because it just was perfect as it was, dissappear because that would be the impossible.
everything dies.
i guess i will go down with this ship.
the seed and the caterpillar and the fucking leftovers.
::i am a visitor here, i am not permanent::
we are change. silly me never listened in class the most important lesson.
silly me always thinking I was the star of mario last forever.