Traveling back to the land of my father was as momentous for the soul as it was for the senses.
IVE heard of people kissing the ground upon arriving in the motherland of africa, so i decided to do the same in my fatherland of panama.
being THE FIRST OF MY FATHERS CHILDREN TO GO BACK "HOME" IT WAS IMPORTANT FOR ME TO TAKE THOSE LITTLE MOMENTS AND FEEL THEM FOR THE ENTIRE FAMILY.
Only the day can give breath to logic. The plum and periwinkle skies have no discipline and no care to the mortal realm. The strings of their melody wish for nothing but but to play me into oblivion and such a voyage I wish not to take any longer.
With my desire now rooted in survival to fly or fall I place both soles on the uneven ground
of the pages yet turned and deny the Fates the approval over Cupids deathly orders.
For he and the three Eyes shrews have forsaken me and left my lust afloat off the coast of counties unknown
to rot and fester between the lines of my own words. Lost between worlds my hope still remains
while hitting the wall of logic over daydreams, current time travel facts over emotion.
Lunging forward into the deep blue not of his eyes but of my own brush.
Excerpt from " ITS WHATEVER"