"As real as an Angel"

Where is she?
The one that stares at the same star at night.
The one that you saw in many faces at different ocassions.
You want to believe but is like believing in God that even when you do not see, you can still feel.

What is that?
That special something that you find in other girls that recall the face of the one you have not met yet.
Is it in those evershinning black eyes that seem like bottomless pits of divinity that if making you fall they make you fall in love; and if sacred, rise you up to the sky like a rocket, just so you can touch the door of heaven everytime you look into them.

Or perhaps is that delicate figure that can only be copied but not created by humans, due to it's divine nature. May it be the smooth cinnamon skin that brights up like gold in a summer day, being equaled in beauty only by the sunset of a warm dusk.

Is it that smile, that clears away all your lowest instincts and turns you, sinner, into a saint?
Is it that voice that recalls you like angels recall souls into the land of paradise?
Or maybe that beautiful soul, that white purity that numbs your senses into ecstasy.

Illusion or foolishness of a dream, I cannot deny what my heart and soul know that my mind cannot understand. That knowledge dennied to those who seek truth in what is tangible, yet so open and free that we are born with it and quit it after reaching what we call adulthood.
But it goes different in me, like trying to live without breathing, that truth torments me from inside. And even in my darkest moments, that hope shines like a candle in a dark castle.
It doess't matter for how long I've been preparing my body, heart and soul to fight my entire being and it's desire and foolishness, after all this time, I still believe in Angels...

"Praying might be your last resource, but if it were the first one, everything would probably be different..."

"A day of rejection"

It's an undesireable morning. Almost Noon to be more accurate.
A mix of sicknesses surrounding you, as a poisonous gas envolving your being.
Cough! Cough! Spitting blood, dizzyness and difficult breathing add up to the mix.
Yet there up to live to work you go.
An aching back with a sitff neck, and your antibiotic stunned head telling you: what the heck?!!
You gotta leave but your body doesn't want any rush but the one of you sitting on a toilet. (Yeah, gross, but neccesary)
Now you are late, and rushing you go to the life you got for work.
Speed up while trying to breath, sickness and lack of excercise flood your muscles.
Damnation upon the fact that you can't excercise like you used to.
Blood boiling legs aching your almost shattered limbs.
Anxiety, runs through your veins, an itching sensation overwhelming and possesive.
Chest-Throat pain. Blood, blood, spills again. The suffocation.
Gladly to take a shower your water heat machine breaks down.
The cold eery morning neglects you.
Almost as if the whole world rejects you.
But yet at the very end...you smile!
FUCK YOU ALL!! IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKING WEEKEND!!!

"HATRED"

Have you ever thought how nice would it be if you could have one minute, only one minute in which you could just throw away all the hatred and anger accumulated in your heart?

We are beings who have always been aiming for purity but live in a world of sin and desillusionment, in a place where taking advantage of others is the most common thing to do. Where the nieghbours feelings come at last as long as that make you feel better. Is that worth fighting for? Let's analyze the situation.

A damzel of a remote time have been having a dreamly adventure with a young traveler from and old merchant family. This man had numerously times confessed his devotion for her beautiful soul, but she raplied everytime that she was confussed, and that she was affraid of hurting him or herself. The poor young knight did not know what to do. A young man whose entire life was a dedication to perfection just so one day a worthy woman could see a worthy husband in him, was shattered, but this man promised to keep trying to be a better person so she could finally choose him as a lover. The youg damzel travelled above to a very far away land where she fell in love with and old friend of hers. Ignoring the efforts of the young warrior back home, she gave her red pendant to the man she said she fell in love with. When she came back home, she snet the invitations to a ball now that she soon would be turning of age. She wrote constantly to the old warrior inviting him to the ball to be held. But apparently she forgot that she was not wearing her beautiful red jewel on her chest no more. She bought a much rougher one, a fake, and wore it so that her faithful pretendant would never notice what she did with the original one. After all, he was a key piece in the develpment of this event. So the night of the ball arrived as soon as night fell. She used her influence to ask for the carriage to the kind youngster. For what he agreed, thus reasuring her of his faithful service. What she did not know is that the merchant boy knew everything that happened during her trip to faraway lands, and even of the fake rubee hanging on her chest. He decided though, that he would spent that day at full service of the damzel, due to the respect for the date. So he asked God one night of strenght, one night to be capable of going through all that. During the whole night the lady noticed his radiant smile masking a deathly look. It was almost unnoticeable, because of his amazing handling of the party and guests. The night ended, the whole ended and few days later letters came from the damzel to the young knight. She did not received any answer. After many tries and suspecting that word came to his ears about her affair, she just tried to act relaxed in a very forced last letter. "How are you doing my dearest friend, how was your trip?" for this one letter she did get an answer. "Enchanté" one word spilled thousands of gallons of blood coming from a devil's heart.

"One secret can change divinity into damnation"

"Unstoppable"

There are so many things telling you that there's no way you can improve yourself. There's no time, there's no money, there are many things to do, there are way too many temptations, etc.

But let's analyze this, what if...

You start by writing down the average of hours that you are awake in one day. You'll find plenty of time.

If you find ways to not spend that much money and achieve huge amounts of improvement.

If you find out that your so believed temptations are truly things you do not need.

STOP TELLING YOURSELF THAT YOU CAN'T! STOP PUSHING AWAY THINGS FOR LATER ON!

You only have one life! So might as well live it up. There will always be time for everything. For everyone. And specially, for yourself.

Learn to say NO! Learn to take decisions, achieve goals, confront failure, and enjoy success. You'll have to say no to some things, and that no is not entirely no, but more like that's enough. Everything, when out of balance, is bad for you. Specially the things we like the most. Remember to always keep control on yourself.

YOU CAN be stronger, be healthy, be fast, be flexible, be happy. Through physical exercise we train our body to obey our minds, by controlling pain we learn to control ourselves. By improving our physical state we learn discipline. Through breathing we learn to clean our system. And by controlling our bodies we reach enlightenment.

YOU CAN be succesful, be admired, be humble, be organized, be the best you want to be. By learning to put your whole self in your work, in the precise moment. The precise way! KNOW that you can create things that no one else can create. Do the impossible when you are ready to do it. Show your true self and all your potential through your art. Through your passion, through your way of life. As long as you keep work separated from your personal life, you WILL be succesful. Just believe that you can and forget about work when you are not at it. It's not a SIN to not live to work. So don't live for work, WORK SO YOU CAN HAVE A BETTER LIFE!

YOU CAN have inner peace! Learn when to say no to some joys. So you don't fall pray of our own instincts. There's nothing bad or good in this world, there's only too little or too much. If we learn where the middle point is we will find happiness cause we won't take too much and there be plenty for the rest. And even if you have too much of something, learn to say NO and do what is necessary to balance the difference. To use too much body will drive you away from you mind, to use too much mind will drive you away from your body. Learn to find the middle point. The perfection point, the balance point.

I KNOW this sounds quite difficult to do but...trust me, you'll never want to go back to your life once you learn what really matters in this world. Don't let life pass you by, learn to deal with this. Life IS hard, in many different ways for many different people. But mostly is because most of us can't find balance and we live always at the extremes. Is your choice: live a life at the extremes...or live a life with no regrets.

Learn this first, and then there won't be ANYTHING at ALL that you CAN'T do... anything at all

"Incognita"

We are such unpredictable beings...
We think we manage ourselves, and when you find out is too late, you just started to fall in love with the wrong person.
When you thought that your faith was unbreakable the world falls on you and the ones you love get hurt.
You realize how much you have and yet you have nothing to do something for real.
You want to remain pure in the mind of a child, yet you hate everything just because you can become a teenager in a matter of hours.

You give thanks, and then you hate.
You want the story to continue but then you hate it cause is not continuing the way you want it to.
You think you know about what's coming but nothing seems to make sense.
You say you don't believe in stories planted in your mind, and yet you recall your beliefes as if nothing ever happened.
You want to get rid of all emotion and at the same time you just don't want to give up your bonds and memories.
You create the weapon of your enemy and then you give your protected ones someting to fight back.
You hate and damn out impotency and love.
There are tears for something you know is not worth it.
There's hope of change for something that you know is bad and yet you want it.
There's the desire for flesh even when you know the confussion and lack of control are just around the corner.
How complex can I be? Or am I really that simple to solve?
I want to leave all behind and then I want to hold it tightly and fight for it all.
I'm not God, so why do expect me to understand?
How cruel the mind of God.
And yet then, the perfection of it's calculation.
I know nothing, but I want you to explain it to me.
Thank you God...for nothing, and yet, for everything.

"Duality"

What is the truth about we humans beings?

Are we actually living "free" in this world?

or maybe are we the toys of those who play God and do whatever they want with the entire world?

Think about it: Our perfect society based on democracy is nothing more than a huge lie that enslaves us into believing that we are FREE!

What a joke! we depend on junk food, pop stars, all kind of electronic gadgets that really don't come of any use if we think about it. We just keep comsuming.

Are we really free? I don't think so. To define liberty is to be able to see the truth among the lies. So difficult the path of men, cause we are meant to fail. That's the truth, this society was built by men, not Gods, therefore it's full of mistakes and corruption. The reason? cause from the beginning power over others kept us away from the original truth, the truth that free us from all. The truth about our duality, about our inner beasts. Those divine spirits that roam free in the heavinly pride of balance.

Be free! the truth about this world is that we don't need anything from society, we only need to love one another and the whole nature, love God. Love the everything and anything. LEARN FROM JUST TURNING AROUND YOU! There's God, everywhere. Believe, cause the human mind is much more powerful than any weapon ever created. Believe, in the other you, the "impossible" you, the amazing you. Cause we all are incredible, we just don't know yet that that's the truth.

"Prayer before Battle"

Saint Michael, Archangel, defend us in battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray.
And you, Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God,
thrust into Hell Satan and the other evil spirits who prowl the world for the ruin of souls.

Amen.

"Stronger than loneliness"

You wake up ad try your best to face the day
You try your best to go against the odds.
You'll surely reach your goals one day and show everybody that impossible doesn't exist.
Your wallet is barely ever empty, and yet you can't get what you want. You want to get stronger but there's not enough time.
You want to train to get in killer shape, but your body plays a joke on you and doesn't let you breath.
You fight against your instincts.
You fight against your body and your weaknesses given to you by God as a punishment for your insolence.
You try to say hi but only half works.
Cold looks back at you, a few half ended hand waves, even fewer head nods.
A Hi is good enough but a weak Hello tries to make it.
The line between respect, hate, fear and shy blurs everyday and every night.
And you still wonder how.
When the only happiness you can get is knowing that all your best friends, your loved ones, are finding those specials persons.
They find themselves and find their other half.
Yet, you are happier than them.
Yet, you are jealous.
Yet you smile and yet you cry.
From inside, and in transition your tear comes out of your body as a smile and a blasting punch.
Hatred is not there, but in a clinched fist is kept from flying away the hope.
A dream, something that keeps you moving.
No matter what, I gotta reach it.
I'll be there someday.
You open your hand and look out the window.
Up to the starry night, you close your eyes and let the breeze of the blessing night kiss you cheeks and fill your lungs.
Open your eyes, fight again.
You clinch again, you hold your fist, you fight, knowing that not giving up will someday take away that loneliness inside your heart.
True or not, is the only thing...that will keep you living.

¨Miracle of Power¨

Doesn't matter how strong I can be If there's nothing I can do with that strenght.
Doesn't matter how fast I can be if there's nothing to catch before it falls.
Doesn't matter how destructive my hands can get if there's nobody to rescue behind those walls.
Doesn't matter how swift my blade can be if it doesn't dance to protect the ones I love.
Doesn't matter how hard I train my heart if there isn't another heart doing the same.
Doesn't matter how powerful I am if my power can't change the world. But when I have my friends around me to protect, to help me through everything, to get stronger together and try to change the world, then and only then...

I can be stronger than nature
I can be faster than light
I can be more explosive than meteors
I can be more skillful than legends
I can make my heart a shield against evil
I can change the world with one dream
I only need my friends...and eventually the one that stares at the same star as I do at night

Unequaled

4 years of deformation,
4 summers of transfigurations,
4 winters of sorrow,
4 birthdays of wisdom,
4 has been too long,
But "BE 4" was not enough.
It had to be that 4 before was what had to be.
What you were designed to be, to be you 3.
Four years after the dream has ended,
the souls have gained, the mass has become
the base for the sword.
Amazing 3, to be 7, or to be 3.
We do not know if 7 or 3, but we know that we became
What we always dreamed to be, cause the dream that we dreamed,
Only to start a new dream, has ended.
But what makes us so special...
is that no matter what, or how, or how many times we go through
We have remained ourselves with all our strenght.
And that...makes us unequaled.
Cause true strenght is the power to hold to your truth among the lies.
Unique!!

"Useless eyes"

What does it matter if you can see beyond the sky?
what if you can see beyond the horizon?
what if your eyes allow you to seize the unseizeable?
If you think you know the path?
It doesn't matter how far you can see,
or how deep, or even to be able to see what you are not supossed to.
Nothing matters...If you can't see what's in front of you.

What if you know the path? If you don't walk it.
What if you see the top? If you are not on it.
Does it really matter if you know what's gonna happen if you don't know how it happened or why?

So...don't live in the past
Cause you can't change it, learn from it.
Don't live in the future
Cause is not written and distracts you from your way.
Live the NOW
So you can use what you learn from the past to write your future. And live each day as if it were the last one, and in that way you'll live a life with no regrets.

"What the hell?!!"

The years went on
The heart got strong
The mind become one
The body and the sun,
The kid who once was
no more in this world
Cause hitting the steel
and heating the will
The warrior become.

But poor stupid knight,
who thought that the one
who shone like the sun
and fought like typhoon,
in eyes of a damzel,
his power be doomed?

He who thought now
that master and lord
of heart and his soul,
would never fall down
for eyes darken brown
got crushed in his mind
and pierced through with light
from two shinning stars
his sword fell apart.

"Oh God mighty from heaven!
do not let me crash,
do not let me fall.
Cause more, twice or once,
I've tasted the salt
of tears and pain.
Oh lord mighty being!
Don't let me grasp dreams
If just like before
I'll fall before reach."

What doesn't kill you
makes you stronger...
but how many times can you endure it?