Eyes were opened. Is this the smell of Lavender? It must be, I’m in Lisbon after all. I’m in Lisbon? I’m in Lisbon! Silky strands of black hair resting on my shoulder. White curtains are half opened allowing rays of sunlight to introduce the place. Street noises made an extra addition to the scene. The […]
Tag: Transcendence
Spirits Lounge: The Gate
Tonight is the night! I’ve been waiting for another 30 days to change. I hurry for my night shower, deep toothbrushing, and a final shower with my favorite powdery perfume. Now I’m ready. Wait, is this the same
Your Speculative Spectator
You know these moments when you forget to breathe? When you keep air your lung’s hostage longer than the usual.. Moments when the subconscious is being pulled away and dysfunctional.. Moments when your eyelids refuse to meet to capture as much as it can from what the eyes are witnessing.. Moments when your lips […]
Trembling Tambourine..
Bells are ringing. Golden curtains are gently being pulled aside. This is when she enters. The entrance of an angel with a huge wide wings, seen only with your soul. Her steps were synchronized with the audience clap. With her majestic stand in the center of the stage, she declares her authority to
Framed Glimpses 