Living Dreams

Life’s not what it seems,
We forget what hides
Beneath the surface:

The world that floats atop of Dreams
And the things we paint inside our heads
With colors unexpressed.

And the colors
Shine but it’s not all we see,
Strokes of love and fear,
Joy and sorrows.

And the sorrows,
Becomes the lies that light up the dark
And it’s all we begin to see until everything’s
A mess and it becomes a reason to dream.

And the Dream
That crystalized in our teens
Upon the thin layer of our eyes
Like an empty piece of glass
Stops us from seeing the rest.

Life’s not what it seems,
Let me dream,
Let me dream.

Letters To The Sky

Dear Mia,

I am not a perfect person; I know I am a fool. And sometimes I want to go to a place that I could imagine a home to be, I just want a reprieve from all of this pain and suffering I am enduring, a small chance to make it into life and to bring you with me. But I know that will never be the case, so I am fighting with such voracity, until I am broken. But even when I feel broken and shattered and I cannot handle the pain, I wince and move on and endure until something is done and I can push through this bullshit.

I am not going to stop, even if the gods smite me, and in the end hopefully everything will mean something.

 

Love,

Your Father

Love’s Lights

Love’s Lights

St. Peter

There is a vision in my mind of faint lights

And it flickers in the distance like a dying flame.

If, only, I could reach past the shroud of night

 

To grab my dreams and end this endless fight

And circumvent a life of strife and pain.

There is a vision in my mind of faint lights

 

That pulls away with each extension of my might.

A vision in my mind that keeps me maimed;

If, only, I could reach past the shroud of night

 

Beyond the cold air and into the warmth in sight,

And have what lays within my dream’s remains.

There is a vision in my mind of faint lights

 

Which tantalizingly dance, and in its white,

I gave you happiness; something I cannot obtain.

If, only, I could reach past the shroud of night

 

And grasp at heavens life, and give you what’s right,

The world and my love; to save you from suffering’s reign

There is a vision in my mind of faint lights;

If, only, I could reach past the shroud of night.

Letters To The Sky

Dear Mia,

There is so much to do in life, and I find myself overwhelmed with passion for many things that I lose focus over the things that will get me to my goals. I am obsessed with money, I must confess, which is why I am getting one of my degrees in economics. The most important part of economics is not money, although it is a strong measure of time and value. I am truly obsessed with two things: one, how to maximize my happiness, utility and dollar, second, how people act in the world. Now economics always assumes people act rational; however, there are other doctrines that assume otherwise, in fact Hitler’s autobiography assumes otherwise and he uses propaganda in a powerful and horrific way. But I am tell you this because I am looking for the key to spend the most time with you and to be happy, and I hope you do the same in your life. My current girlfriend tells me to follow my passions, follow who I am and then everything else will come.

 

Love,

Your Father

Letters To The Sky

Dear Mia,

There is this game that I play, “The Last of Us,” that had a trailer released recently. In the end, Joel lies to Ellie, and I would like to protect you and I would hope that you wouldn’t be made because I would be doing it for you. Now I don’t know If I have the right to but I would do it because I think it is best.

Now this era has become the advent of gaming and I used to be a pro gamer; however, at this moment I do not play pro any more, but I still play because of the experiences and the story, it is like an interactive book, and just like a book, the story can encapsulate a lot of things. Hopefully, I could share a lot of these stories and the stories of my life with you; I want to read my favorite books and poems with you and play some games and show you my love.

 

Love,

Your Father

P.S. The Last of Us Part II

Letters To The Sky

Dear Mia,

Sometimes, I do not feel worthy to have such a wonderful baby girl like you. I want you to have the best life I can give you; I want you to be happy, and I feel as if I am failing you already. Someday, I hope you tell me one day, when you are old enough to understand, that I did the right things and made the right decisions.

 

Love,

Your Father