It Was the Dead Who Groaned Within

stars_wordpressWhy is it that so many people must have someone with them at all times? Why can’t time spent alone be equally satisfying to people as much as having a buddy around to do nonsensical things? Also having one relationship after another and never having time to be independent, the time to say “hey yeah this is me and I am not a reflection of my partner. I have my own mind and physical body with an ever flowing amount of energy in which I can create by myself“!

What about the constant numbing of the mind with drugs and alcohol?

The fear of being alone has spread to so many people and I fear that more times than not, they use all of the above as crutches–They don’t want to see what is really going on in their lives. Do people not want to accept their actions? So they have to be occupied at all times with chit chat that is only air blowing in the wind or occupying the mind under chemical influence. So is there a permanent hiatus of consciousness in society? Is the mere thought of sitting with one’s own thoughts, that terrifying? Can you not entertain yourself without the help of another or something?

From the wise words from my spiritual teacher, Swami Chetanananda, “Will you be the hero of your own life”?




University of Houston ASL Interpreting

I came across someone yesterday that put me down for how long I’ve been in school with no degree to show. I further explained how I plan to obtain my degree in ASL interpreting and it will take me another few years, but he still judged… I actually let this person get to me and I started feeling down about myself. A talk with my mum changed that feeling of dejection. In her words she said, “why should you care what others think about you? You’re going to be successful and happy with your career in the end. Forget everyone else”!

— So I apply to the UH ASLI program that is highly competitive in the spring and I start my first interpreting class in just two weeks.

Mixed feelings of happiness and angst are creeping up on me.

Cover your eyes


Peace Rose

Thoughts of humanity stir inside of me.

Let’s spell it out.

I dare say is the sword that slays others.

Profanity- ever produced by ill thoughts.


Let’s spell it out.

I am this, I am not that.
I surpass thee.
It has been decided.

Who are you?

I am the warrior inside that holds the light
that is tender,
and is never invasive.

What do you see?
I see everything.

How do you see it?
I see it as a a mirage of a filtered mass.

Each lens is catered to the individual’s experience.
Do you see it my way?

Meet me in the middle and gain a perspective,
that only we can secure through understanding and a listening ear.

C o v e r    y o u r    e y e s .

Listen and feel.