As I look back I see that I am beyond a threshold. This journey has no return and but one outcome. A precedent has marked and defined the way. This precedent followed by another one has led me into deeper waters. On this nocturnal outing at sea I feel myself sink and fade into deep blue.
Clear and transparent are you, and never a mystery. Never exotic, never foreign. Arcane and beyond reach are you, but only the illumined one can attain and comprehend your depths.
You are never a mystery.
Alameda stroll, stride, stance,
A glance at the dance of the city.
Time frozen still,
Ill will born of necessity.
Clash of ideals,
Stories on the walls,
Tales of chaos screaming past, present and future.
– Omar Ávalos Gallegos
February 17, 2009