Love life even when it doesn’t love you back.
A. Garcia
Love life even when it doesn’t love you back.
A. Garcia
Every now and then
I think about those late nights, those nights when our bodies became one
Crashing against each other like waves against the sand
I was riding your wave while you were making me wet, begging for more
Begging for the morning sun to not rise, begging for the night to last an eternity
Every now and then I think about those nights, those nights where sinning never felt
so good
A. Garcia

The first time I saw you I knew you would matter to me
The last time I saw you I knew I was never more right about anything.
A. Garcia
When you’re around me, my heart falls to my sleeve
A. Garcia

[not my photo]
I think society is at a “stalemate”.
Whether to judge someone or whether to allow them to be themselves.
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I am personally at this state of mind.
I sometimes ask myself, when is someone’s expression of themselves (verbally or
physically) just overboard?
How would I define overboard?
: expressing oneself that is far from the margin of “normality”, judgement not rooting
from a sort of religious view, rather an expression that is difficult to understand –
unfamiliar.
There it is.
Something that is unfamiliar.
Evolution is not just physical – what most people pair it with.
Evolution is the mind, body, and soul evolving-changing-expanding.
Therefore, what we now may see as “overboard” may not seem like that in 50 years
from now.
Just like the many ideas, personal styles and thoughts we currently express today
(and how we express them) may have been judged as being absurd 50 years ago.
Note: it is important to point out that any expression that may repress others or the environment, is not supported by the thought above.
A. Garcia
Live to the point of tears
Albert Camus
Poetry makes unexplainable emotions, explainable.
A. Garcia