Forever O’clock?

You said you’d love me forever

but it’s 8:26 on an empty Tuesday night and forever seems to have flown by.

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She.

Dead flies and faithless figures who dance as if there were no such thing as angels. Dead inside and loving every moment as if the pain of being on the outside for an hour or two were somehow worth it. And all of those years and all of those months where nothing happened- how […]

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Mercury Retrograde is my bitch

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Ah, Mercury Retrograde I welcome thee.  Bringeth thy rest, thy regrouping, thy formidable look into my own darkness.  Thy intense stare into my own special ways of eloquently and elaborately mucking up my own existence. Yep, this is how I see Mercury Retrograde. It is my ally, my homie, my partner, a window into my own worst enemy and my own strongest and bravest ally.

Let’s just say I am learning to make the most of what the majority of the metaphysical world sees as a cosmic catastrophe. It assists, no insists that I look deep into myself, my behaviors, my shortcomings, my inability to resolve my own crap. I love it (she says with a gritted grin). Not only does it interrupt communication in the form of electronics, contracts, forward progression (allowing you a cosmic interlude to breathe), it also shows you ‘in your face’ how you communicate with…

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We are ALL Beautiful

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We all have rolls when we bend down.

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Dear God

Dear God, I need advice. Can you send me a sign? I need you to put me back on track. Can you do that? Because you answered everything I prayed for; And yet, here I am still wanting more. I … Continue reading

The Human Race.

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I am but a human

Living in my humanness

Worried about my gas, my rent and cigarettes.

I am only a human

Living in my human ways

Working 9-5 day after day with no significant change.

I am a simple human

Living amongst the human race

Worried about my weight and the wrinkles on my face.

I am only a human

Existing through my human phase

Who only worries about tomorrow and can’t wait to finish the day.

I am but a mere human who awakens by the buzzing of my alarm clock

Late to work again

Rushing past the strangers on the sidewalk.

I am only a human that throws wrappers out of my window to keep my car clean.

A human who is enslaved to always wanting, always needing and can’t find relief.

A human who’s always reaching, always thinking but cannot simply be.

Just a human with suppressed pain and suffering that cannot be released.

I am but a mere human trapped in my humaneness, yearning for success.

Concerned with what lies ahead but not with the present.

I am only a human who answers when my cell phone rings.

An ordinary human who wishes for the finer things.

Another human, who can’t spare change for the beggar on the street

because my money belongs to me.

A mere human that never has enough time, love or money.

Glued to a laptop and television screen.

I am but a mere human, saving up for plastic surgery.

Just a human with a wine bottle that’s half empty.

Unhappy and unhealthy.

I look into the mirror and a human is what I see.

& I guess I’m doing just fine, although my soul is on its knees.

But I’m just a mere human so I’ll keep living in my human ways, existing in my human phase.

I’m sure this is what God intended when he created the human race.

– Erika Fuego

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A Day at the Park

A day at the park

And we talked for 8 hours straight

A day at the park and I couldn’t take the smile off my face

A day spent by his side

And I can’t remember the last time I laughed so much

A day looking into his eyes and couldn’t help but see a spark

A day in his company

And I felt happy, for the first time in a long time

A day at his side

And I never felt more alive

It was just a day in the park

But I can’t get it out of my head

It was just a few hours with a friend

But I can’t pretend I didn’t feel it might be the beginning of something.

But I must have been wrong because after our day in the park, I never heard from him much.

So much for thinking, it may have been love.

-Erika Fuego

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A Broken Girls Prayer

I don’t know your name, your age, your race or the dimensions of your face.

 I’m not sure whether you’re a man, a woman, the wind or energy.

I don’t know if you run as deep as the sea or if you’re as small as a seed.

I’m not sure where you are but I feel you within me.

Because every time the wind blows I feel you caress me.

At night when I feel alone,

I look up at the moon and see light shimmer and I know it’s you.

And sometimes, I can even hear you in my head.

And that’s when I know, God is everything.

Amen.

-Erika Fuego

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Who we are.

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Sometimes, I look around this world and see so much beauty that I am overwhelmed.  It is shocking and alarming and then peaceful once you know the truth. You entered this realm with nothing to learn but only to remember what you already know. We all did. We are all souls living a human experience. Continue reading