June 2011
16 posts
Traped on my own shit, in love with the impossible, and trying to reach the infinite
i’m a dead sailor, sailing, searching for the thing that means the most to me, something that i have lost, long time ago, that thing, is the most precious treasure, it’s not kept in a chest, it’s not carried by a pirate, that thing, that special thing, is what will bring me back to life, that thing, is my soul, i’m not a poet, but I express poetry, not trough text’s and not trough words, but...
“Live slow, die wise”
Follow me and i will show you the path to glory
Nuestra Familia
