They call me Loyalty

One lie for every truth I say.

When I'm tired, no time set.

I haven't gotten sick in six years or so. While there's people in the family which is obsessed with health issues, so they get sick all the time. Each one to their personal dramas.

Before last night it was a lucid dream. I thought on the mane six and they were real. The humidity in their eyes, the fur and manes. Everything was life-like, yet mantaining original proportions. It looked like something out of pixxar movie. I asked fluttershy to open her mouth to check out if everything was in order. She looked at me and laughed, showing me her tongue with a crazy face. I've never seen them singing with such expressivity. Vibrations, everything was created perfect. Then I woke up to draw something alike, and realized it was taking more than five minutes to make an skecth. I dropped the pencil on the ground.

I like my steak without steak.

Seven hours, sometimes four, sometimes ten. The body amends my unbalanced sleeping patterns. Need to treat it with the respect and care it deserves, I've been careless lately.

"You're a saint" It's insulting to hear such thing now. Later on I realized our religious fundaments, to be fear of punishment, and a complete ignorance of reality and the human body. It was too late, for those old ideas were so ingrained within my thought process, I had actually started fighting myself over this dogmatic metodology. I woke up my friends, and we left. People kneeling before symbols of submission and martyrdom. Ideals susteined by the neglection of those things they feared the most. Not to mention the little backyard secrects on our beloved priests. What a ingenious way to make the human divide and fight themselves. Sorry if I derailed. Most compliments were related to virtues.

I've been re-visiting some memories, and actually feel like trash. It's like being with your hands on the electricity. I can't let it go despite it hurting so badly. Deception. Pointless to resist, I must let it turn into sadness. Because it's that.

"Once my dreams meet reality, which one will break first?" It's mine

The Killers - Mr. Brightside https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGdGFtwCNBE I lost her to a better man. He played life while I took it too seriously. She said I was too light. Hahahahaha... ouch. Still hurts. I see the learning lesson, stop trying to shape me to your perfect dreams image. Playful thing, the universe. I still love you. But I see you inside everyone's eyes, and I can't bring myself to open up again.

Dogmatic ideas for those which lack the wisdom to be at peace with the notion of unknown. Once you get rid of limiting ideas, you'll find peace. You'll find the beauty inherent to all life forms. Yet again, earth is planet in process of development. Given this, some life forms still act within the dualistic form of thought. Naturally you'll trascend fear of division, into a greater comprehension that brings unity as whole, or you'll destroy yourself alone. It's a natural process throughout creation. I suggest joyous upliftment and honor to life. So next halloween, make the best costume and show the world your colorful essence.

Open your mind and get rid of dualistic ideas from old paradigms. Have fun

It conveys certain fascination for fear, as people struggle against their inner conflict till they become debased. This attraction towards rejection, makes the mind prey of narrow perception. Inside a cycle darkness, which can't understand itself. For understanding means light, and some are afraid of being seen in their true vulnerability. She's afraid.

Soy schnitzel with watercress salad.

Yerba mate tea and water.

Haha, that's amazing "Little robots" I could say that about a variety of insect life. Specially hive mind types, they behave in such an structured blueprint, it makes me wonder about their self-awareness. Yet, there's also great variety from type to type. As there's impecable design. For example, metamorphosis on chrysalis. Amazing creation. Also, I find terrifying the reckless movement on moths. It makes me afraid with great passion. As they strive frantically towards light. It reminds me of something, subconsciously. Fear of darkness. Not from a photonic perspective. But darkness as the notion of unknown, lacking information within the conscious, till it becomes instinctual. Fear itself. Our reptile-like cerebellum. Cockroaches genotype variety within the same specie. Geometric design on spider webs, perfect heliograph within and without. There's art in life! This world enjoys from most diversity, and to whoever designed them, I give my regards. For they are great artists of life. Design life, see it develop the same way you're being watched, as human kind. It's an spectacle on Earth.

Yes. They recognize us as part of the family. Traditional food from spain, translated as the "big spanish table" It used to be something of a partial custom for every new year. Seafood paella and twelve grapes before midnight.