BOULDER(s)

The tears can’t fall right now, I’ve got a schedule to attend to. I mean, frankly, I do not want to attend to them, but with every boulder on the path, you must strive to push it away or take a different path that’ll also have boulders. The deal here is to get stronger, because the boulders get real heavy, and with every phase, your strength must be greater than these damn fucking stones. There is anger, but directed at something so abstract, it cannot be fought with anything other than the will of mind & self. When I began to write this, I intended to bleed through words, to show my cuts, but not today. Today is about the days that the tears blind you as you drive, but you must be there at the designated time, or maybe 25 minutes later. Today is the day where silence takes precedence, else, your voice risks transforming into wails. Today is the day you must speak with thy creator, as you both walk side by side. Today is the day for silent strength, for how else would you understand your resilience. Today is. It simply just is, so I have on my armor…

— Tolú