Rules for Happiness:
something to do,
someone to love,
something to hope for."

Each dull wooden stalactite
Of rain creaks, hardened by the light

Sounding like an overtone
From some lonely world unknown.

sometimes nothing is the most important thing.

hey! I am just looking for some breathing room...COME'ON!!

there is glamour wherever we look if we take away the colors or add them.

do you find yourself dreaming of possibilities of things to happen or are you working on what is now?

unique splendor of happiness and defeat in one day.

Be not a cancer to this earth. Leave room for nature. Leave room for nature.

"We are all los inmigrantes, the Soul is The First Immigrant: The Soul cannot be held back by any imaginary boundary drawn against it; not by mountain ranges, not by rivers, nor by human scorn. The Soul, goes everywhere, like an old woman in her right mind, going anywhere she wishes, saying whatever she wants, bending to mend whatever is within her reach. Wherever she goes, the Soul brings new life.