blogging · Postaday2012 · Project365

Reading is Fundamental, Also Its Quite Inspiring

Reading is becoming quite a refreshing feeling for me.  Just the feeling of learning, and being able to reason and relate to an author is so amazing.  I loving it.  The books I have decided to currently start reading is so good and inspirational its giving me the additional boost and confidence to pursue my dreams and never giving up.

I always remember and point me finger (even though it is not a polite thing to do) at the people who didnt and probably still dont believe in my visions and my goals in life.  There are not ones of greedy or misleading intentions but, building and inspiring others into their dreams, but still people are not as passionate for it as I am.  The same dream and vision would actualluly even open doors for the people I even pitch the ideas to, but still they continue blindly in theit lives, while me dream is being built through my struggles, but happily.

I can and will make my vision possible, and help others make theirs possible ad well.

*sidenote: The book I am currently reading is “Do You” by Russel Simmons.

Do you have the same feeling that others dont believe in your vision?  Are you really passionate about an idea you want to pursue?

Let me know, leave a comment, lets talk.

Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson

Postaday2012 · Project365

A Very Long Road

The road I now currently walk has quite some distance on it.  Couple turns and twist, especially a great deal of checkpoints I don’t want to miss.  I kiss my old ways goodbye for this road rules need to be broken so that I can flap my wings and fly.  For if I take flight tbere is no longer a road I must follow, for the sky is limit and I need mostly strength to stay above ground.

Richardo

poetry · Postaday2012 · Project365

Under The Sheets

Touch My body
Touch My body (Photo credit: Nazli.G)

As I sleep, I twist I turn,
I try the position of ease,
I open my eyes, dark shadows,
No light to see, so I close my eyes,
I just wanted peace,
I crave rest, I desire warmth,
The soft tranquil feel of these sheets,
Touch my body in ways I no longer feel,
The touch of a body, or just mere or lips,
From someone out of the ordinary,
I can’t sleep, more twisting and turning,
I can only feel me,
Something is missing,
A lone night of misery I can’t ease away,
Under the sheets my feelings,
My love, my peace,
Stirs me away from the pain,
But I just can’t sleep.

– Richardo

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