try
i try. i try to have something to say. i try to feel some clever way. i try to make myself think. but i am only a human, running through the endless ways of this earth. many the ways, many the forms. running i find to know nothing. nothing about no one. nothing about anything. it does become confusing, it turns my mind around. but what am i to do?
i try, i try to take everything in. i try to remember as much as i can. i try to see and become one with what i see. i try not to let all these beautiful memories fade away. but as i try to focus on accumulating memories, i wonder if i'm not missing the moment itself. to live or to remember? to endure or to enjoy?
deepest love it runs inside of me. deepest than the endless ocean. it gives itself. it does.
--Sintiendo la brisa en la cara, pensando para si; todo puede pasar. Sin duda, todo podia pasar. En un dia de verano, despertando al sofocante calor de la ciudad del norte, Granada se preguntaba por que su vida tenia en si, un sentido de desperdicio. Ir a la escuela, hacer sus tareas, trabajar un poco aqui y otro alla. Sin embargo, sin el sentir de la plenitud que es caracteristica de las vidas felices. Acaso tengo expectativas inhumanas?--
No. No es acaso el deseo de todos el conseguir sentirse trascendente? De dejar aunque sea un legado en la tierra? Las acciones diarias, las decisiones pequeñas y grandes, todo ello, se convierte en mi legado. Lo que soy, lo que hago, de la manera que me doy a otros.
