The Question's Answer

My mind freezes my eyes as they stare into an imaginary horizon.

How is it possible for such deep pain to exist? Untouchable, unseen yet felt in fiber, in every muscle, in every frequency the heartbeat emits.

I sit and wonder upon the purpose of sorrow. 

Do I not appreciate life enough?
Is my love not deep or fierce enough?
Is my heart not pure enough?
My courage not hot enough?
What lesson am I not understanding?

Perhaps I have been wasting my time asking the UniVerse for blessings... forgetting I am the UniVerse itself and the blessings, it is I who manifest them.

I have detached myself from Romance and in reality I dwell among the harsh as my heart turns icy cold. Now I know happiness and suffering can be created by choice, but on Earth hearts tend to be cold; even in the prescence of my fire...

All I ever wanted was to enjoy life's simple pleasures and learn the science of truth.

On a quest for acceptance and understanding I almost lost the heat of spontaneity. 

The greatest lesson came when I finally accepted myself.

I realized my fire is the same one that fuels the cosmos. When my heart feels pain, the UniVerse weeps. When I rejoice, the Milky Way creates new life.

Releasing fear I acknowledge: I am the UniVerse. I mold it like clay in Potter's wheel. To deny myself is to lose my heart.
Self love is the answer... to all the questions that dwell inside.

"A Place of No Shadows" -[freestyle poem 1]

I'm like a ghost,

perception of time passing does not exist to me. 

Only the ever-present...The constant knowledge of existing.

No herb or drug alters my mind.

Like a spirit, subject to the frequencies of conscious acknowledgements. 

My sorrow is that some people die without ever knowing a passion for life like mine. 

The flow of a song may seem sporadik, but it is not so in reality...

It's all a premeditated arrangement of a creator. Ordered scientifically to create an emotion in the heart. 

Miscellaneous thoughts of love created by the mind and dreams egos create.

Tears emerge as I acknowledge the power of life.

The beauty of the clarity of the heart.

To know who I am. Who I truly am. 

Without any shadows of doubt. 

Smoke and BrainStorms Intro. [Reason and Expectation] (Bilingue)

I am Zipaktli XLahun. 

I am Maya Mexika/Nahua Nican Tlaca, a mother, sister, daughter, Los Angeles neighbor, friend, hip hop lyricist, poet and artesana. 

This is my blog. Here I will express some of my ideas, poetry and brain storms and hopefully I can connect with like minded people and we can connect on a positive base. 

Let the forces of Nature and the Cosmos work. 

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Yo soy Zipaktli XLahun.

Soy Maya Mexika/Nahua Nican Tlaca, madre, hermana, hija, vecina en Los Angeles, amiga, liricista de hip hop, poeta y artesana.

Este es mi blog. Aqui expresare algunas de mis ideas, poesia y tormentas metales con la esperanza de poder hacer coneccion con gente con ideales similares a las mias y poder progresar sobre una base positiva.

Que trabajen las fuerzas de la Naturaleza y el Cosmos.

-ZXL