Long Beach, Revisited

In love with the place. A few years ago, I wrote a post about Hurricane Sandy, and am proud to say that this community is now the best getaway on LI! From waves crashing down, a clean slate offerred the opportunity to blossom into a beautiful community.

Plus a lot of great Poké Go battles on the boardwalk. Yet to win. =P

Keep the vibes of love surfing through the beachy air!

Check out Project 11561! #11561SUMMER

Photo on 8-8-16 at 11.50 AM

The Polished Wood Tables of the NYC Public Library

Sitting on 42nd and 5th Avenue, with the Empire sneaking through the window’s view.

Reinvigorating the rust in my mind, feeling the sort of focus of good kind.

If one were to pick up their calculus study, you must learn to persist. The understandings and physics of the world coexist.

Take a new approach to looking at the world. Make it your goal. Find a new love, one that you used to abhor. It is worth the painstaking toll.

If between my lines, you read a jarring flaw, I see no reason to stall. My plans are gnawing at my motivations, but I have to give it my all.

London, Dublin, and Love

It was a walkabout. Finally, I’m back from my first, real lone adventure in travels. It’s a dream to be able to travel around the world, and I simply made two stops on this penultimate journey. London and Dublin, two very exciting places.

If one were to summarize it, it was a rain in the sun trip. Very reflective and endeavoring. I felt like an introvert within an extrovert. The sun would poke through the clouds, and one could easily take in the rays and learn just while walking along the secret paths and piers by the River Thames. All the while, droplets of drizzling rain would scintillate the skin, and subtle feelings of reality would creep up on you.

First off, enjoyed the scenes of London all over again after visiting the place a year previous for the 2012 Olympic games (whoa those were amazing). This time, on my own, I explored the inner sights and the great sights, too (like St. Paul’s Church). Secret London consisted of hidden away cafés, restaurants with local delicacies, and an awesome hostel, named Clink78. I would travel by the “Tube,” or London Underground subway if you may. It was a way to get from Islington, to Covent Garden, South Kensington, Oxford Circus, Westminster, and ultimately my way back home, on a two-hour ride to Heathrow airport.

Cheap travel, with my single backpack carrying my entire trip’s essentials. 10 days in the British Isles served the perfect amount of time for just 3×2 feet of space on my back. So I recommend traveling lightly if you ever find the time to travel abroad.

Franco y Guillermo

That’s me having cooked a dinner for everyone on my toast to friendships.

Dublin was another mystery. Boy, I chose to go to another English-speaking country, and ended up meeting these crazy Argentinian amigos. Awesome kids. All I ended up doing was speaking/communicating in Spanish. Since I’ve already been to Argentina, I understood the nuances of the language. 😉 I also picked up some French, Italian, and bloody hell, English, on this trip!

Furthermore, I went to one of the best vistas in the world, the Cliffs of Moher.


Got to meditate on the highest hill over the cliffs for an hour. Weather was perfect, and the freshness of the experience sparked electricity within my introverted character. I got up after a deep focus session, and then smiled and interacted with the people visiting the cliffs. I was at peace!

A nice Irish beer to enjoy the finer things in life.

A nice Irish beer to enjoy the finer things in life.

When in Galway, Ireland, I was able to act on a little part of my connoisseur-side. I paired an Irish stout with the daily local catch of fish and shellfish in a seafood pie. It was absolutely delectable, and the stout wasn’t too strong, went down well. Eight Degrees is a HUGE recommendation for anyone traveling to Ireland. Go crazy with them, because Guinness is just the wash down afterwards.

Finally, a trip would not be complete without the work you put into it. I labored over calculus into the late hours of the night, so that I could use this new place as an impetus to get back to school this Fall. It was a perfect setting. Sat at cafes, park benches, and the hostels’ basements to get a kickstart to my rusty academic brain. It was worth it.


Go. Be there now. Be here now. Love it. Hate it. Walk this earth in balance.


buddha was sitting under his tree as the smoke flew by his focused closed eyes. unfazed.

there was warmth in the air with the cold on his feet. the cancer set in just then, and inside he weeped.

it’s hard to be alone in this world we live to roam with others at our door so we don’t fear walking out anymore.

but night. on a sunny day where the leaves start to grow and play. the moon shines on my face from beneath the ground miles away.

because it’s craters, however deep, remind me that a sinkhole stands beneath. i am always falling, towards another, towards myself.

Hate vs. Love: This is Water

So I wrote a brief mission for my website… Showing that I wanted to share ideas of contrary topics… Things that people usually hate can be learned to be loved.

I used to hate the idea of showing affection. It was hard when the feeling fades away and it’s hard to blame anything on that. I’ve learned that blaming the past, and/or a person or yourself, is the subtle way of bottling pain up. It’s natural. We learn to acquiesce to situations and hold a veil of strength as our aura. But I grew out of that, and I show my heart on my sleeve. Because I know that I have that nature, and I believe in humanity, not inhumanity.
When applying love to the things in life, we show passion and determination. Anything we see in the news where there’s a good feeling involved, like three girls being freed from 10 years of captivity (Sick man, Ariel Castro is…), we like to love the situation. We become lighthearted, and feel bliss. Things are coming together. Hating the acts of inhumanity does not seem important anymore.

I feel that loving what is right in front of you in the moment helps you approach life in a positive way. You like to do what you do. However droll and tasking the tedium of life can be, we can relate with others, and know that we are all in this boat together. David Foster Wallace delivered this commencement speech at Kenyon College in 2005. The late speech-giver eloquently explains what it feels like to have robotic, daily lives, where aches and pains can set in. But he tells these graduates something very important. Smile on the grocery line, because “[you] can force [yourself] to consider the likelihood that everyone else in the supermarkets  checkout line is just as bored and frustrated as [you are].” Source: http://www.filmsforaction.org/watch/this_is_water/ (Watch it, seriously… It’s a beautiful speech in short film form).

So be it that life is filled with hate all around us. But we mostly perceive it that way, and we have the ability to choose distinctly how we should feel, an then think in the moment. Smile more. You’ll feel it. Accept love with an open heart.

So I choose to love. And I am beginning to love once more. It’s a very hate-filled world out there… with the threats of terrorist, inhuman animals, and lust, greed, and ultimately pain in one’s heart. I live in America, where we feed off of negativity. I choose to look at the sun rise every day, so that I can see all the light that surrounds us. If the clouds come out, I love them. If it rains, I soak it in.

Choose love.

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