The travel writings of a poet alongside his companion “the blue machine” a Harley Davidson 750 street rod motorcycle. Recently arrived in New York, looking for adventure and inspiration, in the city, the back roads and the people. The conversations, the beauty and the unknown. Follow his journey to the impossible, the individuation process of a poet in modern times, where poetry is viewed as a dreamer’s pastime, but on the other side of the veil, the realm of the dreamers is a way of life.
Snapshot of a psyche (Instantanea de una psique)
Febrero 6, 2020 : 1:54 am Hoy estuve reflexionando sobre mi pasado mientras conversaba con una amiga; que a pesar del reciente éxito y la admiración atada a mi nombre,…
TO find purpose outside the herd
I stepped aside from the frenzy, this relentless stream of attention seeking, the emptiness behind the need of being seen. I steeped aside because i understood that seeking fame and…
the young king | a short story |
A sinister voice descended upon the village from dark clouds and ominous uncertainty. the voice said that life is an ever complex challenge, which leads to struggle and weariness;and warned…
Playing around with new lighting and camera lens
As the unforgiving winds of winter color the days of grey skies and as i was getting ready for my usual hour of reading, writing or creating in general, whichever…