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La Poderosa III: August 2011
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Inspiring Change through Radical Rhetoric, Art and Civil Action! Thursday, August 4, 2011. The PS.A. Project. The Public Service Announcement Project. Advertising Brainwave Stimulation using Guerilla Art Methodology. Available at your neighbourhood friendly wall! Warning, may provoke paradigm shift. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Who is La Poderosa III? San Ignacio, Cayo, Belize. View my complete profile. La Voz del Tiempo. La Poderosa III on Youtube. Help Support the Revolution! The PS.A. Project.
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La Poderosa III: La Voz Latina de Belice
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Inspiring Change through Radical Rhetoric, Art and Civil Action! Thursday, March 31, 2011. La Voz Latina de Belice. On March 30th, 2011, the University of Belize held its fifth annual latin American Symposium, La Voz Latina de Belice. Among the delegates and invited guests were Erwin "Guti" Contreras and José V. Guerra Awe of la Poderosa III. Erwin performed two original pieces. His first piece was love themed "Mariposa," and the second was the socially charged piece "Las Vozes del Silencio.".
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Doppelgänger: Lately
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The Stranger in the Mirror. Tuesday, December 20, 2011. The shadow is on me,. Weighing on my lids. Blank stares, iris cold. Limbs emaciated and dead. I crave nothing but. Overcast covers dreaded smiles. Of golden sunlight,. Bitter winds know best. How to keep my stride. I lie damned, sinking. Deeper into black water. Feet still not touching the bottom. With little hopes of getting back to the top. 169; Antonio Beardall. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). La Poderosa III Presents:. La Poderosa III Home.
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Eclipse: December 2010
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Can you hear the thunder of my soul? Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Strip me with your glare. I don’t care. I transform with time. The depth of soul. Can never be destroyed. By each dying second. I may no longer wait for suns to rise. Or love to come. But of my existence,. I forever remain mystified. Could, Would, Should have been. With hope that in time. I no longer deny my worth. 169; Viviana Plasman. This room I once knew now echoes with silence. Memories linger in this confinement. Empty faces I avoid.
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Memory Lane: March 2011
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Wednesday, March 30, 2011. When the chalk dust has settled, her hands are empty. After the baby has suckled, her arms are empty. When the last chapter has been read, her hands are empty. After the car door closes, her hands are empty. When the phone goes down for the night, her hands are empty. After the meal has been eaten, her hands are empty. When the clothes and dishes have been washed, her hands are empty. After the bills have been paid, her hands are empty. They are empty, but they are free. Every ...
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Doppelgänger: Currently
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The Stranger in the Mirror. Tuesday, December 20, 2011. The fire in ice. For one night’s rest. I watched you suffer,. That became your soul. I felt me suffer,. Your ghosts were real,. And danced with your demons. Until they became mine. Adding to my menagerie. Your flight in panic. Left me with wonder. Endless questions to plague. A mind already tortured. And heart again broken. 169; Antonio Beardall. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). La Poderosa III Presents:. Who is Antonio Beardall? La Voz del Tiempo.
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Eclipse: March 2011
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Can you hear the thunder of my soul? Wednesday, March 9, 2011. Brought the sun, hell and all that burns. To break the noose around my neck. To unchain my undying soul. To rid me of delirium. Don’t you know? I want to choke. And gasp till there's no air. Asphyxiate till every vein runs dry. And suffocate until every atom dies. Just to feel alive. On the verge of demise. And breathe life into me. As if I asked. To destroy my façade. Yet, you nurture. And lull me to slumber. I cock a pistol. Eyes of a hunter.
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Eclipse: Cliff
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Can you hear the thunder of my soul? Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Church bells calling and daemons whispering malice in my ear. Cavity in my chest screaming where is your faith. Dark clouds approaching my sky. Misery beside me begging don’t leave. Should I leap and enjoy the ride. Even if I have to wait for my body to pummel down below. Or Should I turn back to a black and white world. Bloodshot eyes can’t bear no more. Gasping for air as I hinder my despair. These ghosts and voices haunt my mind. The huma...
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Manifestations: I Am...
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011. By everything you’ve done. When did I become the one. You abandon, you forget. Never thought I would regret. Having faith in you. But now more than ever it's true. I am tired of being walked over. Set up and played. I wish you would walk away. Instead of always asking me to stay. 169; Ix-Chel Poot. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). La Poderosa III Presents:. Who Is Ix-Chel Poot? I write because. . . And I listen to its voice. I write because my emotions leave me. I Could Be H...
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La Voz del Tiempo: Mariposa II
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La Voz del Tiempo. Tuesday, January 18, 2011. Me cautivaste con tus colores hermosos. Te metiste en mi corazón a través de mis ojos. Vi como te transformabas de una niña a una mujer. Me enamore de ti sin saber. Milagro de la naturaleza. Eres frágil y llena de belleza. Inocencia divina y rostro angelical. Para mí siempre serás especial. Cada movimiento de tus alas me hace soñar. Aunque tu partida me ha hecho llorar. Verte volar ha sido un placer. Te llevaste contigo todo mi querer. La Poderosa III Home.
