Speckles n Spectrum

back to basics seemingly-banal adventures of an eclectic modern muser...

"Learning from the Past, Hopes for the Future, and a Life's Journey of making the most of what's at hand."

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I live to express my soul in all sorts of way...




I am a masterpiece... undergoing renovation not a Michaelangelo nor a Picasso but kinda strange like how it is with Van Gogh. Might be a da Vinci, who knows?  Just may be as eccentric as Einstein like the square root of pi but not really as genius to an extent that I can create Phytagorean Theorems or solve Conspiracy Theories nor rival Mozart, Beethoven or yeah I don't even have a chance with Andrea Bocelli for most of the time I just let my heart out and break cycles mostly eardrums every time. On second thought let's just do some salsa to release those pent up stuff and make art out of all these craps as if we all give a fuck.




I am a work of art that is a work in progress at the same time or maybe I'm just a fool triggering muggles to speak in Slytherin's tongue exclaiming Shakespearean sonnets in complete dissonance: What, how, wherefore art thou?

Perhaps a "Vitruvian Woman?"  

Oh, my dearest Kristina, dream on.




I exist to create not hate. 

This beauty will launch sheeps to conquer the world craving for individuality. Athena and Aphrodite might think I'm their possible love child if only two goddesses can mate then I can pass as a demigod with all the gayness on earth and weirdness of a martian, a heart like Peter's who wouldn't wanna leave Neverland. 

My dreams might still be lurking inside the Bermuda Triangle wondering when to finally walkaway or show up to stop humans from all the bad bloods they are intoxicating.

I got Katniss Everdeen's bows and arrows skilled for any kind of games with Cupid's precision to make everyone fall for causes that deserve some real kinda heart not just for Valentines.




We all got this mystery that puts us into an array, might have been really overwhelming most of the time but we do love in peace.

Looking like royalties 
feasting in peasant breads 
merrymaking as if we're jesters
Healing like shamans
Visioning the coming days like fortune tellers 
living like soul warriors with infinite voyages
Dealing with life like masters of alchemists.




Set the sail, raise that anchor,
Think about Columbus or Tinker Bell's pixie dust...
Darling, we could be angels on earth with determination as wings we are going to fly. 
Bon voyage to a never ending fields of pineapples and pies covered by hopeful twisted savage minds. 
This baby girl ain't lost just kinda wandering looking for her kinda tribe.
Hungry for souls that crave for the best things in life with values that jive right through the core, logic can't even deny.

Where's the Yin to my Yang? 
Ride or die, let's start creating our happily ever after.
Dreams with no boundaries.
Limitless possibilities.
The only thing that is stopping us:
The voices in our heads questioning our capabilities.




We live to drive.
We take a rest but we ain't stopping 'til we reach the ends.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit...
Yahweh, Allah, Jehovah 
Vishnu, Buddha, Karma
names don't matter either you are a believer or not.
We have one faith that is for all mankind.

Clock is ticking
The wheel is turning
Hearts are yearning
Keep on thinking
Continue building
Start innovating
Evolve and strive then time to strike.
We fight with all our might
Cuz knights win battles
Cowards lose chances




Which one are you?
A diamond in the rough or just one of those semi-precious stones not built to last?

Queens don't need crowns to prove their reigns, it's the voice that thunders echoing in vast lands though it was just merely spelled out as a whisper. 

Now, did you hear my incantation loud and clear?

Hush 🤫 but keep grooving. 





Nowadays, I wake up and sit infront of the mirror, take a look at my reflection and whoah I just wanted to exclaim is that why it is called "vanity mirror?" 



I keep looking... glaring and staring 
at the girl I thought I'll never get to meet.




I've seen her before... 
she creeps in my dreams, 
making me up 'til dawn 
thinking about the things 
she whispers in my heart 
that I'm too scared to feel
cuz of all my doubts and fears.




Now I got to tease her 
cuz we are finally at peace.




But sometimes I still think she's lying, giving me exaggerated optimism... 
that's just sometimes.




Like this time: if you haven't noticed 
my mirror presented my reflection 
like it's a painting: a masterpiece
 looking like a work of art 
but nothing really feels 
like anything real nor right.



Now tell me...

Mirror, mirror on the wall 
who's the biggest liar amongst y'all?
 My reflection's kinda tricking me 
or my brain's just too slow to cope up and accept reality that's why 
it's kinda making me think 
everything is just a trickery much worse 
might be some kinda sorcery. 

Wait, am I the evil queen 
or hmmm nevermind... hush. 🤫
You gotta bend or this needs to end.
Welcome to the boulevard 
of stained glass dreams.
Where prayers won't work 
unless you do!



I was three... I started weaving pieces of reality. Trying to make sense of things I know nothing about.




T'was my fifth year on earth I picked up that little charcoal wood and started making sticks out of lines and shapes that mesmerize me so much I didn't know when to stop.

10th year of being, my imagination wanted to run wilder and wilder. My colouring books and artworks no longer suffice. I need to let this whole river of words and ideologies flow thus before it explodes my ink ebb even in the silence of twilight.




Another year, another set of medium. From charcoal to crayons to craypas to oil pastels in bonds and feltpapers now, I've got acryllic and oil in canvas, crosstitch in frames and a brain that's plastered more so ever.




Everyone thought I'll never grow up. Always the kid that can never be tamed. Stubborn as hell even the devil would surrender.

I did grow up but the kid in me will always stay no matter what like a hungover it kinda makes me wanna climb a hill and jump off some falls I will never forget nor regret. The kiddo resides within my core treating everyone she meets with genuiness and every obstacle as another adventure yet to embrace. 




Life is an artwork, a masterpiece I'm weaving, writing, singing, dancing, painting, snapping, capturing, expressing and whatnot. 

Now, we live in dreams of mallows and blushes over magical creations like you and me and the world we dwell in and the paradise we are about to create. 




Miracles do exist, don't look further... it all starts deep within your heart. Let's volt in to make wonders happen. We dream then create our reality and the kid in me will continue to play so come play with me. 😜




















Bonjour!

Today I decided I had enough and wanted to retaliate to everyone who did me wrong  so here's my vengeance in black and white cuz I want my retribution in print.

Papu please open the hearts of the "CCTv in the Philippines" for appreciation. Let them see the light of gratefulness. Teach them to be thankful for all the stuff: big, small or anything in between.

So thankful that the only time they check the plate of their neighbors is to see if they still have enough and not to compare that they have more than what the others have.





So thankful that they celebrate each and everyday like a holiday by taking pictures of things they love be it food, travel, relationships, family, etc. and not just resort to the old habits that they take pictures when someone has a birthday or celebrating a special occasion. Let them realize that a food on their table, a roof on their head, a new breath everyday is reason enough for a celebration.

So thankful that they will be so busy appreciating all their own blessings that they don't have time to talk ill about anyone for gratefulness only means happiness and when you are happy you have happy thoughts and that's what you will share which is contagious so be a happy pill!

P.S. When someone asks: Says who?


ME! I am a nobody
but my name is Kristina
an advocate of values
in the 21st Century.


Teach your kids the value of appreciation and gratefulness especially for small things to make them happier adults because if not they will seek for more and more: money, position, etc. and will never feel blessed.

Think about this: It is not how much....




... it is how well you accept things and how grateful you are for whatever.

May peace and love reign in all of humanity.

Gracias 🌬💜





Roses aren't red even violets aren't blue.
They become a different colour 
depends on how I want them to.



In a good day they are 
shades of pinks and mauves.


When the seasons change 
or the moods kinda switch 
my roses turn into a cold winter snow.



Kinda waiting at the window for y'all
 to bloom and make me mellow.


Might be blurry but I guess 
that's how we always do.


I thought you can stay while 
I'm having  a cup of tea...


...but I suddenly remember 
there is nothing infinite
about anything we could ever be.



We wander and wonder...


... still there is nothing.



Well, nothing is perfect 
and WE are NOTHING...
so now, does it make us PERFECT?











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