It’s been a while since I don’t write on my blog and honestly, it’s because I’m rebuilding my concept for this page and preparing to come back kicking ass!! So by no means am I done with this, nor am I abandoning it, just taking some time and I appreciate your patience.
Well one thing I’ve always wanted to do when I build a strong platform for myself is to use it to help people in real need of help, people whose adverse circumstances seem beyond their ability to control. I’m just beginning my project, yet I also have the chance to do what I can at this moment.
If you’ve read my “Let Go” article you know that as a teenager I suffered much, way beyond my capacity to do anything about it, and until the last couple of years (I’m 35) I’ve been experiencing a life closer to “normal”, due to health issues. I’m very sensitive to kids and teenagers in distress because at those ages you just want to live and discover things, you don’t really want to be dealing with hospitals, surgeries, and other things that are tragic for kids to experience.
Today I found from a good source (I don’t ask for donations unless I’m quite sure of who’s asking and what for), the case of Michal; Michal is from Poland and he’s only 15, he’s been diagnosed with neurofibromatosis which has no cure, but the condition can be improved with treatment. He needs treatment for a full year and that’s about $250K USD, which is a lot of money for most of us, I included.
Every little donation matters, I’ve made my own and you can as well by going here, you can use any debit/credit card and there are more payment options.
Thanks for your attention.
By Josué Vargas
astonished at the vision
of souls – civilizations even –
flowing upstream / downstream
the boundless sea of intangible waters
and everlasting waves
My bliss, a light beam
and my sorrow, an electrical impulse
Dreams making haste to precipitate
from rainy clouds,
ethereal prisons for the brave new human
My meaning became encrypted
-swallowed the key…-
As dawn breaks, it’s all binary,
as dusk falls all life is gone
Its absence in continuum
and the illusion of presence,
in systematic intervals.
Then absence, and now,
it’s just returning errors
So I close my eyes to remember
the wood and the strings,
the paper and ink
The echoes of laughter,
the sigh of hope
and the bittersweet release
of crying out a broken heart
No if, then or else
no flawless algorithm
In letters hand-written,
in words unspoken,
with few chances and few choices,
but the entire world to uncover
Yet, he’s still there,
breathing heavily, buried in bytes,
dormant, but soon to awake
Then ink will stain the empty space,
prowess will prove the machine wrong
dreams will turn into a hammer immortal,
forged in fiery torment
To crash the system’s core