Speckles n Spectrum

Mirror Lies

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!

Life is a Masterpiece

by kris10na ☮♥☺ Thoughts (0)

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. 😜

My Sweetest Revenge

by kris10na ☮♥☺ Thoughts (0)

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

by kris10na ☮♥☺ Thoughts (0)

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?

Love that I'm Good in BullShitting Myself.

by kris10na ☮♥☺ Thoughts (0)

A good day shouldn't be wasted in disappointments just because people are messing up with you. I've got the sunniest disposition that jives with the weather and there goes my pictures... just perfect!

Edgy outside, Mallows inside.

I'm a one-man team. I fly solo.

Watcha lookin' at?

Which foto is your fave?
This one for me is 💜

The sun and I vibe so very much!

Rain puhleez don't get jealous. 😜

I 💜 the sun as much as I 💜 the rain because the sun makes me look good in my golden olive skin while the rain makes me feel good in every way it can thus both make a pretty woman

inside and out of ME!

The sun🌞 makes me hot

while the rain🌧 makes me cool!

Life is a little shitty but if you learned the art of BS you can make an art even a masterpiece out of that frakkin shit!

I am the captain of my ship you can't auto-pilot a bird that is old skool yet advanced in more ways than y'all know.

Color me blind.

Ain't my colours vivid

enough for you to see?

Y'all know that I'm fluent in sarcasm and for the benefit of those who always say that I should stop self-deprecating I oblige to explain further the title of this post. In layman's term it means that I'm good in peptalk, motivating and empowering myself even in the worst of situation. Are we all good now?

That's all folks.

Hope y'all have a great day I did.

Merci 🌬💜