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I come from the south - Colombia - the land of mirra, incienso, esmeralda y oro. No, not cocaine - Coffee. No, not war - hope. No, not murder - but mountains of traditional folklore and beauty galore. Escobar’s been dead, if you want to discuss our legends, focus on Marquez instead, and if you agree then come - lets break bread.
Im the loner wolf from a North-West Andean pack. A world traveler civilizing back-wood thoughts while building castle’s with distant sands. I’m a lover, in quest for basement sequestered solitude poems, productive undertones and steady rigid bones, craving cities decrypting my substance clearly seeing through my turbulence, muddy hands while we jump-skip puddles, ponds and oceans with fearlessness and multidimensional innocence. Listen, I’m a noun converting to a verb. I’m the Egyptian pyramids half way done and the alchemists son, the road to no child and the words to no bible. I am my own president sworn to freedom n bred from bondage. I’m the season between winter and spring, the child’s wailing from a mother’s parting, the sweet crackle de flor bud blossoming. I’m Kahlos broken hip, making em fight reason and stay artistic.Im not corrupt, nor sane, not thick, nor transparent, I’m not your answer, nor your question, I’m not your life, nor your savior, I’m the Virgin Mary’s third world country seeking a last name, a status and a flag. I don’t believe in Jesus, Jojoba or the Buddha, I don’t believe in war, destiny or purity, I believe in balance, justice and harmony. I don’t ask the fates to fly me to a better world, but to stab me with the antonym for this chloroformed air of sin, to wake the masses all from within, have the winds to reason with the stars, the moon and the sun, for they hold the magic of inspiration, and the key to the powers of true Change. So come on in.
"i try to live light, so i can travel light...and make it easier to take flight."
"a lo indigena colombiano, mochila en espalda y rumbo al monte"
Weepaah!
