roads, sky and lake

all of these pictures are taken either on the way to the lake, on the lake -indeed on the lake itself- of on the way back from the lake. It was a nice trip though a bit of the road to the lake it´s not so nice, dusty and uneven ground everywhere but I  think it was worth it, Im happy w/the pictures I got. Great pictures to be taken on our independence day as our "oracion a la bandera" says: purple and golden sky.

this first bunch is filled with green/dark green and blue

Sky -It´s nice to know that sky unied us all, over here and throughout the world the sky covers us all

 

clouds -it rained later

Taken from a boat in which I had lunch, it was beautiful and one of the nicest lunch I´ve had in the past few years

I liked the effect the sun made for this one and the prior one

water

this one is one of my favorite, the turquoise water is amazing. This lake had so many colors to show. There were some rain clouds but they only made nice light effect because the sun was fighting them so it was dark and then light and something in between too

this rock are beautiful, I wish I could´ve gotten closer to them

The water was really clear -the low-quality camera that I own doesnt show it- you could see all the way down the water

Pretty much all arround the lake there are fancy houses, there are like 5-8 families that own the lake, the same people that own the country, the rich people, many of them politicians, ex-presidents...their houses are impressive

I wish I could transmit the feeling of this water, it was not warm but not cold either, just perfect

on the way back it rained, this was the view from my window

just about to park the car I noticed this flower, that´s such a beautiful color

This one´s a lonely one. Not related to the trip but equally beautiful. Taken on one of the garden at college

wondering 10* Drenched

Anna had cried herself to sleep, her soul was darkened by sadness, rage and abandonment. She threw herself to sleep and she dreamed. In her dream she didnt feel a thing, not even fear. She felt she was free, she felt that it didnt mattered if there was nothing meaningful in her life, she felt there was nothing that could hurt her but when she opened her eyes the next morning she realized that it had been a dream and that she was imprisonedin the million of cells that made her body which was no blessing.

Loneliness was always present in Anna´s life. She had taken her lunch alone in one of the many cafeterias scattered around the campus. She really liked this one, it was in a corner and instead of walls it had a few metal bars well located that gave the sense of one of those modern buildings, on this bars there were green-leaves plants hanging. She liked to sit right next to those plants but not today because all the tables were taken. She had to sat on one of the tables in the middle, it was awful. "you always need someone, it´s very bad to be alone" she remembered her mom saying "Im wont deny that" she had said with a tinge of sadness. It made her notice how lonely she was, in the middle of the room eating alone with no one waiting for her, not there, not at home, nowhere. She kept her eyes fixed on her plate, what else could she do? "just keep breathing" Scire said. "sure, it´s a reflex after all" Anna said bitter.
"keep your heart beating" Scire spoke again
"absoultely, after all I cant control that one"

Existencialist questions, had said one of her teachers, we all had have our time with those but there´s a moment in which we get over them. "Bah!" said Anna to herself "Im sure that´s the moment in which you convince yourself that you have to keep breathing no matter how miserable your life is... I dont like that, what´s the meaning of that?" she never said that out-loud, she didnt want to gain the reputation of being a suicidal person, not infront of all those people that barely knew her. Re-thinking that class she found herself infront of her classroom again. It was too early so it was pretty much empty. She sat and a few minutes later the sun was shinning over her. It was so annoying, she moved, and then again. A couple of classmates arrived, a small talk that she couldnt remember anymore.They all went to the class and then the next class. It was ok, she was good at it because it kept her mind busy, it kept her away of the emptiness her life was.

The sky turned gray, the rain started to fall, it was a heavy rain, it even hurt a little when the drops hit her skin. She was drenched, she didnt have an umbrella. She didnt even bothered to run or to find for a place to cover... "who cares?" she thought "it´s cold just like me"
"I wonder if someone could give me a ride home...." she thought
"no body knows you Anna, do you think they´d do that for a complete stranger?"
"I know, it´s my fault after all... I dont make any effort for knowing them, I dont make any effort to open up myself but...I dont think it´s worth it, I mean, who´d care for a heart that´s not their own?"
"mh"
"maybe Im a hypocrit, right? yeah, I dont show how I really feel, no ones knows how many nights I´ve cried, they only see the shy girl who sits in the corner of the classroom"
"you dont have to be that hard on yourself, Anna...just ...." but Scire didnt have words to confort Anna who was walking slowly under the heavy rain.
"who cares about the real me, after all it´s all dark, empty and gray...what a person! ha" she laughed
"we should hurry up, Anna, I dont want us to get sick"
"shut up, Scire, let me enjoy the rain..."

on the road

just a few pictures of the way I see on my way

after the rain

 unnoticed beauty

bitter-sweet

your hugs are as warm as ever and your presence is as sweet as ever it´s almost as if no time has passed, as if no resolutions have been made. Dont crush me please.

The real world seems to be the fantasy one and everything else disappears,  there´s no complications, fantasy becomes reality. Dont trick me anymore.

It´s all colored with mellow colors, scented air caresses my lungs... when the dream is reality and reality is just a nightmare. A second of eternity. A  second of no gravity. A second of life. Let me stay here.

The rest is just a life of dying, gray, heavy struggle. Was I dreaming? life as I knew it... it is gone. A day in life, the dawn of my day, the sun high up in my day, the sunset of it and the darkness again. Where´s my strenth? it got devour by a dream that engulfed me in the sweetest way... I didnt notice it. It hurts now. Help me.

The memory of the scented air, the music of unspoken words and warmth of lovely arms still work as a soft narcotic...it´s loosing effect... the gray, heavy struggle is winning over sanity. Stay.

...

where´s inspiration, where´s my muse? it use to be so simple to write, to paint with words all sort of wolds. Pain,joy, despair, it all worked well, ´because light needs shadow to shine but now it has all gone down, down, down and I cant reach it. I reach out and it keep sinking. It´s gone, it´s there in a mass of emotions piled up one over the other, mixed...
where´s inspiration? where´s my muse?