I used to live in metropoles. I used to spend time in main streets,
watching the passage of thousands of people from all walk of life
that faces never repeat. Yes we all are unique but only by
“little differences”.
We die individually but we are immortals as the species.
Contradictions lead our everyday lives; some of us are aware some
of us are not.
I saw growing stones, i saw the plastic that evolves. I passed
through the fire in heaven. Now i know that everything is alive.
Nothing remains as the same but moves. We have to keep learning
again and again what we already knew. Even though I was broke,
I kept believing in the hope that fueled by haters. As i saw the
genius in stupidity and the beauty in dolefulness, i kept loving.
I kept forgiving.
I made mistakes, i failed. I used to live above the clouds
talking to the mythical gods. They made my simple dreams come true.
I am immortal too only as an idea, as a legacy. The rest of me will
be dissolved in between earth, water and air.
You’ll eat me, you’ll drink me, you’ll inhale me. I am not sacred
myself but my dreams. Nevertheless, i can’t proof but i know that
something will remain in endlessness through brothers and sisters.
Remember my soul... Remember.