http://slow.writerscafe.org/acasacuberta The original writings of author Arthur D en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776272872 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I can see my body move I have no controlI can see my brain thinkI have no controlI can see my heart feelI have no controlI am absent and hereI am awake and sleepI am alive and deadI am me and I am notI am in an altered state http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773632/  I watched him fall,as if he was fine with touchingthe snowin a childish way,time still and smile on his face. I watched him fight,as he realized the mountainbeneathfrantic body, panicked eyes,trees bellow. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773522/ I am confidence and I amcertaintyI am experience and I am factsI am knowledge and I am wisdomI am the past and I am right I am life and I am nowI have feelings and concernsI have anxieties and regretsI am the present and I am.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773521/ Silence can be peacefulSilence can be cruelSilence can be acceptanceSilence can be denialSilence can be guiltWe use silence to admire beautyNot to distract the eyeWe use silence to condemnWe use silence when words failWe use silence when we lack courageWe use silence to protestSilence is dubiousSile.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773248/ She and I walked the lit streetCrowd of bodies with their greedSmelling of  desperate desireInduced smiles and faked bitsShe and I walked the lit streetStructures with neon firesAnd false bricksCalling people to get into bet happiness on a diceShe and I walked the lit s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773144/ Perfect sun and summer breeze,sweet smell of grass and beach.Perfect beauty as dreams deliver,Oh how I wish that you were here. Perfect waves with white long creststurquoise  blues andsandy beige.Perfect palms that sway away .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773117/ I’m shouting on the top of my lungsAnd I'm not making a sound,I'm running as fast as I canAnd I'm not moving an inch,I'm reasoning with all my brainAnd I'm not changing your mind,I'm reaching out with all my loveAnd I'm not touching you heart,I'm paralyzed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1773110/ It was one of those dayswhen the sun embraced the cityIts touch warmed the morning streetsIts rays gave life to its beauty. Never has the city by the bayLooked so pretty.Sitting at the vista point,Its grandness was imposingI wanted to never leave,memorize every brickTo rebui.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1772731/ I entered the craftsman hotelwith heavy legs, bruised emotionsand lonesome bodyas the day was finishing its day.A sparse lobby with a sleepy traveler,welcomed me to a cold check in.A guest asking for kleenex and papersingle obstacle to my dreams. Navigating the long corridorso.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/acasacuberta/1772710/