Brown uni. Spring weekend. 4 days ago / 0 notes
Past The Surface

My heart is the mirror in your bathroom

The one you look into each day

It gets you past the surface of things

Allowing my love to stay

The effervescent glass creates  a great wall

Our love is the only truth that gets us through

Away from that surreality

That makes life so untrue.

My love is authentic

And your mirror is so clean

At least now anyway

The future is so unseen

I am afraid your eyes may wander

Away from my heart so pure

Right to another mirror

Another heart that has allure

But this is the only heart

That knows your eyes and iris color

One love, one gaze

Please tell me there is no other

My heart was the mirror in your bathroom

The one you looked into each day

It got you through to the truth of things

But it lead my soul astray 

6 months ago / 2 notes
Sometimes… I am a kickass photographer #photography #nuria #globalstudies #art 7 months ago / 0 notes
Thinking On Love.

For as long as I can remember, I have learned about so many things. The most present and somehow absent lesson concerned love. It was present because everyone in every place, mind, and motion puts forth effort with love. Teachers, doctors, and even servers of food. It was absent because I beat love left and right with my mind. At one instance, you say “this is it… this is love, and what I have been waiting for”. However, one day you may turn around and say “no, that was not love”. It will not be what you have thought it was. All of these people, experiences, successes, and failures will show you one thing. They will show you what love is not. And somehow, at the end of the days, months, and years… you will wonder still what love is. I have heard some answers in my day: love is God, the touch of another, mother hugging their child, the random smiles on the street, the food in your fridge. Yes, that moldy sour cream that you’re able to put on your burrito at 12:00 am. That is love! And you scream “ah-hah! This is it!”. Then later when you’re in the restroom, you say… “no, it wasn’t”. Could it be that we have wasted all of this time contemplating what love is due to what love is not? Did we miss it in the shadows? Perhaps it has escaped us plainly in the light? So what is it? 

Love will not be what you thought it was. It may be a storm prediction of clouds that had at once turned into sunlight. It may be the arrival of a new friend when waiting patiently for an old one. Love may be the moment you realize, “that right there… was not love”. Love may be the ultimate awakening inside you that says… “this is not what I wanted”. From the ashes of doubt, love may find growth inside of you as a thoughtless ocean. Love is without the confines of certainty. It is the fulfillment of everything you thought it would never be- that which was perfectly uncertain. To love at once is to be without a mind. For when you love, you love without knowing why, how, when, and where. Love has no answers to these questions because it is very certain what love is not, but uncertain as to what it is. 

So when someone asks “why do you love me?” Perhaps the most honest and pure answer you may give them is “I do not know”.

7 months ago / 1 notes
Small pieces totay framed. He’s even winkin’ :p #art #photography #gallery #artshow #smiles #yay 10 months ago / 0 notes
Framing #photography #art #blackandwhite #rainyday #printmaking #print #photo 10 months ago / 2 notes
Making small prints for the gallery :D 10 months ago / 1 notes
I didnt choose the #chinesefood life, the chinese food life chose me #bliss 11 months ago / 0 notes
Summer apartment :) 11 months ago / 2 notes
Let it fly. 11 months ago / 0 notes
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