only in israel.

only in israel.

game changer.

i miss atlanta.

i miss atlanta.

the difference between a man and a boy isn’t the capacity for feeling fear but the ability to admit it.

the difference between a man and a great man is the ability to overcome it.

safety at any given moment is a farse. in the world there are a billion billion things just eager to burn it and you both. but who am i to refute you comfort. if you do the maths, most of it is extremely unlikely but still, you’re never entirely safe.

besteros

he wouldn’t live with ghosts anymore

he could see her there, as she shifted her hair to the side and pensively put her headphones in at the terminal. tormented by the glare of the early day sun bouncing off all manner of reflectives. the unassured turning in of her boarding pass and the heel toe crawl into the sprawl of a jetliner.

he sat in his car watching photons reflect off the surface of the sea, observing it all in real time. writing letters to her that he would never recall long enough to put to ink and send. conversations with a shade of her seated next to him. 

you know, where you’re going and the processes that lie ahead, the confusion and ostracisation, the fear especially. it’s all home for me, that is where i feel right with the world, when i’m just slightly out of it.

and there you go, watching through the slits of window seats as the sun rises brightly and fades away again to dark. the needless checking of ipod battery life and distance to arrival maps, the unending silence, the return to light and arrival in someplace where even the air FEELS different. it is all my best place. you’re going out there now for what will seem like an eternity and a moment both.

when you return and within an arms reach of me, the person i know will be gone completely. you’ll have become something new that has no tie to me, so as i bid you farewell all i can wish you is to find yourself and travel well.

and with that the flicker of her was gone from the passenger seat, properly gone now as he was absent from her grasp. a fog was rolling in to the east and the smell of tea in the distance found his nostrils.

he closed his eyes and exhaled. he turned the engine over.

tonyyoyo

my rules for life

1. Curiosity Matters, Be daring enough to venture out and experience what life holds otherwise you’ll find nothing but time passing you.

2. Being weird is cool, When you’re true to yourself and accept everything you are for all the nuance and quirks you will be better and stronger. Society is remarkable at trying to make everyone conform and fit into expectation, but the people we admire and who perform the extraordinary always are weird in some way.

3. Life is complicated, People love to nod along admist conversation regardless of the topic as if they understand, whether it be the highlights of your day or the convoluted jargon.  Imagine something as something else, then forget it and start all over because you probably have no idea.

4. People are scary, En masse whether apathetic, panicked, enraged or otherwise I’ve rarely ever seen a whole accomplish something for the greater good, however…

5. An individual person is amazing, Individuals on a case by case basis or in small communities are BRILLIANT. And when you take a group coaxed by the best of them you see the real potential of life.

6. Life is amazing, It really is, improbable, impossible and laden with boring moments but then there are our saturdays, glorious moments when anything and everything is potential.

7. Home is whereever you are, Whoever said You can’t go home again is wrong because you’re there, right now.  As we stand we have every home we’ve ever been to behind us and every home that we’ll ever see ahead .

8. Take nothing for granted, The smallest detail can become the most pertanent detail so relentlessly give attention to everything because it all could be of merit later on.

9. Embrace the new, otherwise you won’t move forward.

10. You can always recreate yourself, we all have experiences and events that in the span of a finger’s snap change us eternally. Biologically we’re perpetually in flux so if need be, you can change yourself.

To be completely honest, I’ve struggled with this assignment. Bereft of ideas, I am challenged by this task as to how to tersely summarize myself in two short pages. In all honesty, I don’t think a biography of my life experiences could suffice explaining who I am to your expectations. Instead, I would rather briefly elaborate on a few characteristics that make up who I am, as that will better define me through my own components.

 

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every child growing up comes to that certain, specific point when for the first time they will look unto what awaits them in adulthood, what lies ahead for the remainder of their days. “the reality of living” she called it. nine years old, confronting the infinite fields of what we all cope with in later years, still just a child myself. 

later she would pat my head, running her thumb along my chin and kneeling down to look at me she elaborated. some people get furious at that future and never get over that anger, some would be so frightened they run never ceasing to run and others still are motivated to persevere the challenges.

i was definitely one that ran away and i still am.