Fan comments

"Since that poem you once wrote and gave to me a billion years ago( it stayed in my wallet for a very long time) i have been a fan of pretty much anything creative that comes from your brain music, poems,thoughts everything" - Heriberto H.


"Hello Lady, So I love to read... I love to read with one hand a book and the other embracing a filled glass of red wine, today, I clicked on your link -Rx's Mental Crumbs.... read and read, and decided, you need someone to find you soon and make award winning films with all that you've accomplisshed! and/or plublish yo...ur work into something that my hands can hold in my late night reads, sitting in front of the computer is not as comfortable as laying in bed! Keep Up the Good Work, for you will be compansated! :)" - Antonia V.

A half-empty glass of "love," is "like."

Thats exactly what I want: to feel the bliss of confidently walking blindly, for once.

Those who seek fame, are the people who should never obtain it.

Update

Recently I have not posted any concrete poet or "semi-essay" on this blog and have minimized myself to posting seeds of wisdom and sparks of thoughts, due to my lack of time. My last poem, "Loving the Alien," drained me out quite a bit. My mind is still recuperating. I hope to post something even more epic and magical soon, any comments/suggestions, welcome.

Rx

Ive only met two people with "that" smile. Its similar to the one from the cat in Alice in Wonderland. Magnetically scary. These are people to stay away from.

Its people like me, that makes me skeptical of others.

For all the bad experiences Ive had, I now see the fruits of its labor. Im glad it wasnt all in vain and my suffering beared beautiful fruit.

Why is it that when you get old and wise, vanity goes out the window? Is there something that the wise old men know that the young bucks dont?

Eternal love exists. Eternal happiness doesnt.