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"Reunion" part 2

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You know how we all fantasize about kicking doors down and coming in shooting? Those badass power fantasies of bursting in with a great one liner looking like the main character in a movie. In reality, you’d get your dick blown off by a shotgun, seriously, saw it once, still keeps me up at night. The right choice is sneaking in. The tracking spell got me here, it’s all back to doing the actual work. Magic is cool, some magicians depend on it to the point where they are useless, like porting in, blowing a hole on the side of the building, shit some jackass might even try to use magic tipping the assholes inside to my being here. Nope, old man does things “old school”.  The place is on a ley line, smart. It’s where magicians get power from or if you are stupid, you drain it from yourself, but these guys are trying to do something big. Sacrifices and lay line, clearly something bad. Walking through the dark hallways trying hard not to make noise or tip anyone off by using magic, not e...
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"Reunion" part 1

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  Dark and stormy nights are bullshit. Beautiful, but people in my line of work tend to have shit hit the fan on those nights. I have reached an age I never expected to ever get to, and I can feel bones creak, muscles not react like they used to, heartburn and sincerely when did sleeping become a thing that I can do wrong? But I cannot think of that right now, someone needs my help.  Beating the shit out of those thugs was the easy part, but it ate up time, the trail is getting cold again. Then it happens, the cellphone, her cellphone. They took her through here and she was smart enough to drop it. It’s broken and there is no way to get it to work, but that’s not what I need. Divination was never my savvy, but you don’t need to be Madam Zelda to do a simple tracking spell. Blood’s not in short supply, so a quick bit of spit and a little bit of hoodoo later gets the trail hot once more.  “I’m comin, and hell's coming with me.” Hell's comin with me
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It will come back to Silence

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  Here is the video project I had been teasing for a while. It took me a while because life well as always got to be the way it is. It took me a while for the edits since I tried some new things as well as the poem was hard to get right. I just hope this honors them in some small way. Thank you all for your patience and support. It was cathartic and for those who have lost someone as well I hope it offers some respite as well. Lyrics: [God, I wish I could play like I used to before the damage to my arm. Just something else I'll never get to show you.] They tell me that I should just let the pain run its course That I should let it do what it will do and then let it go. Lean into the bad so the good will be sweeter. But does anyone ever know when it's supposed to teeter? Or what time really does to pain to mitigate its sting? Because every loss, every time without saying goodbye rings Every scar that time said it healed. They hurt like open wounds That makes the pain of every lo...
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Orgulloso de ti

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" ¿ No todos deseamos tener a alguien que nos dijera esto?" Estaba pensando en cual seria mi proxima escritura y una amiga muy especial me inspiro luego tuve una conversacion con mi hermano y me dijo que el desearia que alguien le hubiere dicho esto alguna vez, y yo tambien. Eso fue cuando decidi hacerlo algo que todos pudieran escuchar. Es dificil escucharlo, pero honestamente hay momentos cuando lo necesitamos. Y muchos de nosotros no tenemos la suerte de tener personas en nuestras vidas que nos dirian algo asi. Hasi que por favor permitan a este extraño en el internet dejarles saber que no estan solos. Busquen ayuda, traten de hablar con alquien y si lo ignoran traten en algun otro lado, todos son merecientes de ayuda y amor. Liricas: Quiero que escuches algo. Va a ser difícil de escuchar. Como tanto truma internalizado que nos hace Pensar que nadie podría querernos. Pero, yo estoy orgulloso de ti. Palabras tan simples que nos hacen sentir Que el mundo es menos pesado por ...
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