I donโt like the gringos at all. They are very boring and all have faces like unbaked rolls.
I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.
Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are a bourbon biscuit.
It's not possible to present an accurate picture of our culture without all the voices of the people in the culture. So at the emerging level, you can't have a good survey art show without women and artists of color.
Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.
pain, pleasure and death are no more than a process for existence. The revolutionary struggle in this process is a doorway open to intelligence