Volume 19: Wolves

Just as I was enjoying this beautiful gray morning, the sun beamed between 2 clouds, directly at me, following me wherever I would go. 

I watch as others enjoy the beautiful shade & we're refreshed by the raindrops. I'm envious, the sun's inexplicable rage to destroy my mood is working and all I can do is wait for the moon. 

I await the night, although the uncertainty of whether or not we'll howl together, is breaking my soul. 

You wanted it, you even requested it, but now that it is here, it makes you uncomfortable. 

I don't know what to do, and even if I did, there's nothing I can do against you. 

Volume 18: Into The Hollow

Thinking of my 99 problems as I smoke this one joint, Knowing 98 of them will be gone once I put the right man on gun point. Thoughts constantly reach me in different voices, all saying the same things, using antonyms. Thoughts as scrambled as Maynard's puzzle. Take another puff to the upcoming nights I look forward to not remembering. The more I escape reality, the more my screws are tightening. Frightening, half the time I don't understand what's happening, as I make others miserable just so I can smile again.

Volume 17: Less Than Three

I had no choice but to avert my eyes from everything and maintain silence while turning a deaf ear to everything.

I'm not trying to disrespect you, I'm just focused on the things I like to do. Unlike you who's not half as passionate about the things you're into. You know I have artistic tendencies and that takes my time.

I don't mean to offend you, and I don't know why, it is difficult to admit that I miss you, and I don't know why we argue, and why I want to say I'm sorry, but I never do. This is painfully honest. The truth has risks, but so do lies.

I don't mean to get you mad, but I just hang with my friends. I'm not misbehaving, I'm faithful, its just difficult to hit you up. Everyday, I'm busy today.

It is just difficult loving you as I don't like you a a lot.

Volume 16: Light Side vs Dark Side

All my life, I have been mostly neutral, but from time to time I would lean towards the Dark Side. The Dark Side offered me personal gain at the cost of others misery, I didn't really know the others so I happily accepted. I never completely turned. Just took the offers that benefited me and no one else.


Recently a Jedi has entered my life. This Jedi has been trying to teach me "the right way" to use my manipulation of the force. Using my power for mutual benefits.


I remembered using my powers for mutual benefits before and not being satisfied with the results. I used my powers for good for 4 years and it ended in my lightsaber turning from green to blue to red, instantly. It took me some time after that to turn my lightsaber from blue to the very rare green lightsaber I hold today.


A few months after I started talking to the Jedi, a Sith appeared. This, this does not surprise me at all, but it is creating a conflict. The Sith is offering me everything I love from the Dark Side. Something I am very comfortable with. Never did my force nor lightsaber change by the influence of the Dark Side or a Sith, but the Light Side has made me changed dramatically and instantly.


I sit in my quarters seeing both holograms as I decide what path to follow.

Volume 15: Symmetrical Vexation

You always felt close no matter how far you really are.
I saw beams of sun lights between the night sky as our voices kept getting us closer to another,
I felt your breath as you whispered in my ear, but then the thought of love revealed the distance between us,
The lights between the clouds vanished and you didn't care,
There were no more whispers, Only yelling and sad voices in my head,
Screaming at me all whilst having a big smile.
I felt a sudden comfort, as I have been here before,
And judging by your beautiful smile as you screamed some more, so have you.
No matter how loud the yelling got, it was like sweet birds chirping in the morning.
I tried to get you to fly away, but apparently you was unable to.
No injuries and wings in perfect conditions as if they have never been used before.
Grabbed you from the ground and threw you in the air, but you fell straight down,
Didn't even try to flap your wings,
As if you were afraid of heights.
Frustrated whilst smirking at the irony I replicated the pleasing sound of anger,
Suddenly your wings started flapping, so I gave you more.
My heart smiled as you flew and landed on my shoulders,
We smiled as we left this far behind with just a scar on our souls.
A new journey begun as you lifted me by the shoulders and we blazed through the sky,
To other places, to destroy others...

Volume 14: Invader

In the middle of nowhere I stood,
Seeing the same thing I see everyday,
Doing the nothing I do on a daily basis,
A non meaningful co-existence,
Even when seeing or doing something new,
It was the routine of new for a second,
I learned to not pay attention,
First my own feelings died,
Followed by my vicarious side.

Confusion was the first feeling re-awakened,
A repeated new that broke my non-attention span,
I almost smiled before realizing that's dumb,
And it was dismissed, as I dismissed myself.

This is no longer new,
But an evasion into my co-existence,
Why do you keep coming here?
Why do you think I'm so wonderful?
Everything that's not accepted,
Everything that disgust the world around me,
Is what you want from me.

Now you stand next to me,
In the middle of nowhere,
Giving life to nothingness,
Feeding me your poison,
I know it may hurt me soon,
But it is worth the unknown time we'll remain here,
With your head on my shoulders as we watch the moon.

Volume 13: My Generation

My generation respects no one,
Not even ourselves,
A generation full of strong personalities,
And the ones that counterfeit themselves,
Counterfeits sell themselves,
With each sell they're devalued to their true worth,
The strong, are in general... Minorities,
Our previous generation is close-minded and the upcoming is lost,
But those who criticize our generation, forgot who raised it.

Volume 12: Two Words (My Life)

One flight,
New land,
Old crush,
New love,
Sperm donor,
Bastard child,
Many issues,
No money,
Welfare checks,
Not enough,
Ambitious child,
Starts hustling,
Learned quick,
Made connections,
Crooked cop,
Favorite uncle,
More wisdom,
Longer money,
Issues hidden,
First enemies,
New drama,
Issue solved,
No drama,
Stupid teenager,
Loves shinning,
Unsaved money,
Big grinding,
Many bitches,
Still unhappy,
Business falls,
Short money,
Few bitches,
Double issues,
Leaves country,
New life,
Issues followed,
Views life,
Better understanding,
Real friends,
Better life,
No love,
Many hoes,
Hustling visas,
False hopes,
Broken hearts,
New hobby,
Goes dark,
Always surrounded,
Still lonely,
Forgot love,
Became allergic,
Takes risks,
Loves danger,
Can't find,
Others suffer,
He smiles,
Problematic child.

Volume 11: Humanity

What am I? I am myself,. This Object is myself. It's a shape of myself, a visible self. But I don't feel like I am myself. It's very strange.

Everyone has another self within them. Two figures make one individual. The one seen by others and the one's looking at them.

It's difficult to live with people if you're fastidious. You'll understand that once you discover that you're ruined.

Even if we want to warm each other, the closer we get, the more we hurt each other.

You become uninterested in others but, you hate loneliness.

Volume 10: Only You

The one's you've created,
Have lost their smile,
Can't seem to find their way,
Said you'd show them how,
So I played my part,
Then you played me foul,
You killed the lost ones,
And re-created a forced smile,
Put the blood on my sleeves,
Told them not to take my hand,
Then your mistakes started to repeat,
So you re-created adding more blood to your sleeves,
That I will be blamed for with your smile.

During the midst of your ignorance your seed was born,
gave him minimum powers and left him to be,
If you did this to your own child,
There no hope for humanity,
Watching as he was tortured you gave up on existence,
Left me the dirty work to me,
Left us 10 impossible laws to follow,
Who'd knew the all mighty was so hollow.

So sad you could stay forever,
Won't you guide us... Since only you could stay forever,
So sad you could stay forever,
Please come fix your mistake... Since only you could stay forever,
So sad you could stay forever,
Watching us walk towards a dead end with your hands crossed... But only you could stay forever.

Volume 09: Seed In The Dirt

She is a seed living beneath the soil,
A seed who rejects water to never spring,
She is afraid of the world that lies above her,
Will she spring into a beautiful sunflower beneath the shiny sun?
Or will she be a small tree in the darkest Forrest?

Within the soil that surrounds her she does not have to worry about such things,
But is this a better way to live?
Yes she is avoiding getting hurt but, at the same time she is unable to find happiness.

As time passes the water in this world is more polluted,
And places where mother earth is still elegant are ceasing to exist,
So please little seed drink the water I give you,
I shall put you in a vessel and carry you with me at all times,
Showing you the little happiness and the beauty this earth has to offer.