Verolution
yes exactly!

yes exactly!

Cause when they own the information, they can bend it all they want.

Cause when they own the information, they can bend it all they want.

We are the ones, who stay awake,while the world sleeps. Because we still believe.

—Stick to Your Guns (We Still Believe)
Ive been listening to this all day. So glad my friend Christian got me into them. Best band ever, through and through. 

We create first impressions based on the smallest of things. A smile. A firm handshake. A friendly demeanor. But, humans are layered. We lift veil after veil, and it’s only when we slip past a smile and meander through our cortex that we find something that we can truly call human. We’re built as natural defense mechanisms. We hide our vulnerabilities and show strength with an upturned chin and a straight gait, but which of us mean it? Which of us can keep our shoulders like level weights without showing the vulnerability in our curves? We create angles in our form. We’ll choose empowerment in the form of redwoods instead of bending ourselves like boughs. We’re strong enough to hold an ocean instead of admitting that we’re fragile enough to be swallowed by the sea, and in that, I find humanity’s greatest flaw. We pretend to be someone we’re not, although fragility is what makes us all beautiful. We don suits and straighten our ties and walk around holding our breaths, knowing that once we step into the safety of our homes, we’d take off our skin and place them side-by-side next to our loafers. We are who we are when we believe that no one’s looking, and in turn we’re losing ourselves to what society is trying to mold us into. We’re told to conform to a monochrome world instead of painting our skies the colors we feel in. First impressions bother me because they’re nothing but well-dressed lies. I’m not interested in who you are at first glance. I’m not interested in the person that you claim to be. I only want to know what color your seas are. I only want to know what you bleed. 

El Che Guevara

"Events can be controlled. things can be made better." 

Guevara’s birthday was June 14th, 1928 in Rosario, Argentina, later moved on to Buenos Aires, and then Alta Gracias en Cordona. Ernesto Guevara Lynch was his father, who was civil engineer, of Irish descent. His uncle wrote a book titled, “Spain in the hands of the people.” He wrote the motorcycle diaries observing Latin America and the dominance of US interests. Jumping off point for US policy. 

The government fell in Guatemala due to internal dissent and confusion which prevented counterattacks, compelled to rebel. He was obsessed with the idea of recording everything. Inventories of his emotions and the voices of revolution. Ties are of another nature, those that cannot be broken as appointments can. 

"Carry to new battlefronts the faith you taught me, revolutionary spirit of my people, the feeling of fulfilling the most sacred of all duties, to fight again imperialism where it may be. This confronts and heals the deepest wound."


Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara de la Serna. One of my biggest inspirations and motivators. I have the last name of a revolutionary: Guevara.  The passion to fight the good fight runs through my blood. <3