Maybe it's just not for everybody
that one person that's supposed to be
your one true love
the one that you supposedly dreamed about
since the moment you were able to remember your dreams
Maybe it's just about momentary bouts of happiness
that different people are able to
fulfill at different moments
instead of that single one
there are probably a lot ones
times 5, 7 or 8 for all you know
the kind that are 'the one' for that specific moment
so that when you look back and remember
at that trial, tribulation or fun
you're able to smile
because that's just how it was supposed to happen
for the stories, the moments
for the lifetime of experience that
you just wouldn't be able to have
from just that 'one'
Because that's way better than none
Because that's what was just meant to be…
-Bionica
A blog in which I share with you what I want To rant and rave…it's all about me and maybe you depending on my mood =p
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Monday, September 18, 2017
Reasons why she's still single
After giving it some thought
she came up with a few reasons
as to why at the age of 28+
She's still single
For starters
She don't date
She just looking for a spark
With out the spark she won't even try
And then
how can she meet someone if she doesn't go out?
her evenings consist of spooning her maltipoo
while watching movies about dragons
and mythological deities
She's also gotten very into the travel channel
falling in love with all these discoveries that
seem to bring out her inner nerd
And when she talks
it's like a hyper bunny all over the place
that laughs at her own jokes
regardless if they're funny at all
Who ever she meets must be approved
by her dogs
the 3 that star in biweekly snaps
with funny voice & filter
At 28+ she might be too goofy
a tad bit nerdy
and just all around weird
with out a care in the world
Hence her hair is never done
and her idea of dressing up
consists of stepping out of her chucks
and into the patent leather flats
to be worn with an over the knee dress
and just really big hair
This is why at 28+ she's still single
-Bionica
she came up with a few reasons
as to why at the age of 28+
She's still single
For starters
She don't date
She just looking for a spark
With out the spark she won't even try
And then
how can she meet someone if she doesn't go out?
her evenings consist of spooning her maltipoo
while watching movies about dragons
and mythological deities
She's also gotten very into the travel channel
falling in love with all these discoveries that
seem to bring out her inner nerd
And when she talks
it's like a hyper bunny all over the place
that laughs at her own jokes
regardless if they're funny at all
Who ever she meets must be approved
by her dogs
the 3 that star in biweekly snaps
with funny voice & filter
At 28+ she might be too goofy
a tad bit nerdy
and just all around weird
with out a care in the world
Hence her hair is never done
and her idea of dressing up
consists of stepping out of her chucks
and into the patent leather flats
to be worn with an over the knee dress
and just really big hair
This is why at 28+ she's still single
-Bionica
Friday, September 8, 2017
Different
Growing up she always wanted to be different
Different from the person she was with curly hair, dark skin
and a name that most people just couldn't pronounce
She wanted to take on the identity of a fictional character
like those on tv where the girls had great hair and the nicest parents ever
the kind that had really good jobs
yet they found time to be home with their kids
and help them with their homework
they knew exactly what was going on and spoke perfect english
But that wasn't exactly so
She hailed from the 6th floor of an apartment in the projects
where you could hear Frankie Ruiz loud and clear
as a 'hot' car drove by with the best sound system ever
The neighborhood parents spoke broken english
and would work when they found something they liked
if not, they would make the welfare line to ensure they would have
their food stamps at the beginning of the month
and they would never miss the WIC appointments
that granted them milk and cereal
She wanted a name like Melissa with a friend named Stacy
she wanted to hang out at The Max and giggle when her crush looked her way
yet she was way too far from that
The friends she made a school could have formed a map of South America
most of their parents were first generation
working hard to give their kids a good education
the kind that would get them into a good university
where their kids would meet others who did have a name like
Melissa & Stacy
with parents just like those on tv
the kind that would speak perfect english
with mothers that wore pearls over a lavender cardigan
with an over the knee pencil skirt
But by then, she would have already grown to love
everything that made her different
the name that no one could pronounce
with the handle downs and discount clothes
while the girls that sat behind her in class wore Acne jeans
with Calvin Klein tank tops and those jacquard handbags
ones that she had never seen before
By then the differences that she once hated
were the ones she loved the most
because they made her who she was
they added to her story
they made her proud of the colored threads that made her quilt
And she was proud to her own self
woven with different colors
the ones she finally came to understand
-Bionica
Different from the person she was with curly hair, dark skin
and a name that most people just couldn't pronounce
She wanted to take on the identity of a fictional character
like those on tv where the girls had great hair and the nicest parents ever
the kind that had really good jobs
yet they found time to be home with their kids
and help them with their homework
they knew exactly what was going on and spoke perfect english
But that wasn't exactly so
She hailed from the 6th floor of an apartment in the projects
where you could hear Frankie Ruiz loud and clear
as a 'hot' car drove by with the best sound system ever
The neighborhood parents spoke broken english
and would work when they found something they liked
if not, they would make the welfare line to ensure they would have
their food stamps at the beginning of the month
and they would never miss the WIC appointments
that granted them milk and cereal
She wanted a name like Melissa with a friend named Stacy
she wanted to hang out at The Max and giggle when her crush looked her way
yet she was way too far from that
The friends she made a school could have formed a map of South America
most of their parents were first generation
working hard to give their kids a good education
the kind that would get them into a good university
where their kids would meet others who did have a name like
Melissa & Stacy
with parents just like those on tv
the kind that would speak perfect english
with mothers that wore pearls over a lavender cardigan
with an over the knee pencil skirt
But by then, she would have already grown to love
everything that made her different
the name that no one could pronounce
with the handle downs and discount clothes
while the girls that sat behind her in class wore Acne jeans
with Calvin Klein tank tops and those jacquard handbags
ones that she had never seen before
By then the differences that she once hated
were the ones she loved the most
because they made her who she was
they added to her story
they made her proud of the colored threads that made her quilt
And she was proud to her own self
woven with different colors
the ones she finally came to understand
-Bionica
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Thursday, August 10, 2017
Hair
What is it with people and curly hair?
Yes I have curls
Yes I know they are wild
Yes I know it looks interesting
But that doesn't mean that you can touch them
I am not a circus attraction or an animal at a petting zoo
No you cannot touch my hair
No you cannot touch my hair
No Don't touch my hair!!!
Since when does having curly hair give anyone the right
to just ignore my personal space
and just touch my hair like if it's some sort of oddity
one that should be checked out under a microscope
Take a step back
There are personal boundaries and I don't appreciate you crossing them
How would you like it if I just get all up in your head
Acting as if it were something from Ripley's Believe It Or Not
Sorry, but to your dismay
my differences
Do not make me part of a side show
If it fascinates you so much, buy a wig
They come in all colors for you to 'ooh & ah' over
I own a mirror and know what I look like
I own a mirror and know what I have
And I'm more than ok with it
It took me a long time to embrace it all
Stop trying to make me feel ilke it was a mistake
If I want to walk around all wild & free
Well, that's just me!!!
-Bionica
Yes I have curls
Yes I know they are wild
Yes I know it looks interesting
But that doesn't mean that you can touch them
I am not a circus attraction or an animal at a petting zoo
No you cannot touch my hair
No you cannot touch my hair
No Don't touch my hair!!!
Since when does having curly hair give anyone the right
to just ignore my personal space
and just touch my hair like if it's some sort of oddity
one that should be checked out under a microscope
Take a step back
There are personal boundaries and I don't appreciate you crossing them
How would you like it if I just get all up in your head
Acting as if it were something from Ripley's Believe It Or Not
Sorry, but to your dismay
my differences
Do not make me part of a side show
If it fascinates you so much, buy a wig
They come in all colors for you to 'ooh & ah' over
I own a mirror and know what I look like
I own a mirror and know what I have
And I'm more than ok with it
It took me a long time to embrace it all
Stop trying to make me feel ilke it was a mistake
If I want to walk around all wild & free
Well, that's just me!!!
-Bionica
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Monday, July 24, 2017
Sparks
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They had been together for about a year
His kisses on her lips
Her hands interwoven between the short strand of his hair
Caressing his neck with each breath
As his hand rested on the small of her back
A luscious routine of what would follow
After their weekly dates
Sometimes at a diner
Sometimes at the park
Sometimes at his place
Where they would end up canoodling on his couch
But for some reason
All his great qualities weren't enough
Sure he just happened to be
One of the hardest working people she knew
A wonderful son, great friend
And among other things
An incredible lover
But it still wasn't enough
The sparks weren't there
To send her to the moon each time they kissed
The butterflies hid somewhere
And wouldn't even flinch
Not at his words
Not at his scent
And certainly not at his touch
She wondered why
Always giving it another try
Another chance to see
If perhaps the butterflies would come out of hiding
And make it a party when their lips would meet
When she would hear the sound of his voice
Or see a message he had sent
But all the sweet mornings
Good afternoons
And beautiful evenings they spent together
They just weren't enough
The sparks never came
Things just weren't right
Those feelings were missing
She did what she could
But he hadn't understood
That what she wanted the most
Just wasn't there
She didn't dare ask him what he felt
He may have gotten used to her
To the timber of her voice
Her hands in his
And everything in-between
But she still needed more
And hoped that one day
He would see what she meant
-Bionica
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Buscando
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In Desperately Seeking Susan
Roberta Glass follows Susan around
Seeking something different
A love that's wild and free
In Desperately Seekin Him
She gets lost in a world of
What could be
A fantasy that she clings on to
As if it were the life raft
That would determine
The existence of the rest of her life
But she knows it
She has to let go
Like Roberta she has to forget
To remember who she is
And somehow find herself
Standing alone in all her glory
A love like no other
One for herself
Not a fairytale with a
Happily Ever After
But the reality of
Who knows what may be after
And so as she stands around wearing a new jacket
She realizes like Roberta, that she just has to let go
Bid adieu to Gary Glass
And take a chance on Dez
Dez who found her just as irresistible
Ready for more than what can be
Bionica
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Thursday, July 13, 2017
But Why
The second time that she saw him
He asked her 'what is it that you like about him?'
She didn't know then
She didn't know exactly what it was about him
Sure there it was
The obvious 'he's a good person'
Easy going
Cool to be around
And humble, very humble…
But when she got to thinking
She really didn't know why
Surely it had to be more than his smile
The one he flashed her as he walked by
The way that he took her hand in his
As he thanked her
Or how to her surprise he
Held her so close she could feel his heart beat against hers
There was more to it
But she still couldn't explain it
All she knew was this
The mere thought of him
Made her smile
The mere thought of him
Gave her a sense of longing
To have him close to her
So that once again
She could feel safe in his arms
There was something about their silent embraces
An unspoken language between them
Than only they could understand
And she had yet to tell him
That the anticipation of just seeing him
Well it made her heart flutter
As if within her
There were a million feathers
Just flying around
Excited to know that he was near
She felt perfectly comfortable with him
Ready to risk it all
For what reason?
She couldn't say
She didn't know
Not even to this day
-Bionica
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Fancy Meeting
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From time to time,
she would think about him
wondering what it was that he was doing
But after so long her memory of him
just drifted into the distance
packed away in a library of memories
Then with out expecting it
she saw him
and the dimples that continued
to mark his face whenever he would smile
she felt the big arms that enveloped her
in a long over due hug
And then she heard him say
how he always wanted to talk to her
and that's when it all stopped!
Within seconds she imagined
what he would say
How he missed her
How he always wanted to tell her
that he really liked her
that he wanted to take her out
But after 5 seconds 5+ later
He told her
How he always wanted
to talk about their
near death experienced
that marked them all forever
Really??
After all this time
She wondered why
If it was so, then he could have said something before
She then smiled as she leaned back into her chair
and burst the bubble that her friend
was already blowing after simply hearing
'I've always wanted to talk to you since…'
To wait another few years to see him again
And say 'let's talk about it…'
-Bionica
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Growth
Really
What it comes down to
Is looking back
And seeing how you have
Become a better version of your previous self
Just like that
Not to critique all the faults that we all have
But to see how you have grown
How you have improved in ways
That you never thought possible
Because you never thought
There was something to improve
Yet
All on your own
You did it
Sounds like maturity
And the ongoing lessons
That life teaches us
Ever growing
Forever evolving
-Bionica
Monday, May 1, 2017
Judgement by association
It's not what she wanted
Not anymore
It's what she wanted
To stay far far away from
The sleepless nights
The broken promises that became lies
The endless efforts that were made
Simply to end up where they started
She was tired of getting 'no where'
And so she decided no more
But she realized that perhaps
It was a little harsh
To just runaway the way she did
To never look back at what once was
At those broken pieces that became anew
They were recycled into experiences
Of what once was
Of what currently was
Of what could be
And so she stopped
To listen to the voice experience
And to give life a try once again
After giving up on herself
She decided to give someone else
A much deserved try
This time she was ready to learn
From the ghosts that chased her for so long
This time she was ready to send them flying
Along with some others…
-Bionica
Not anymore
It's what she wanted
To stay far far away from
The sleepless nights
The broken promises that became lies
The endless efforts that were made
Simply to end up where they started
She was tired of getting 'no where'
And so she decided no more
But she realized that perhaps
It was a little harsh
To just runaway the way she did
To never look back at what once was
At those broken pieces that became anew
They were recycled into experiences
Of what once was
Of what currently was
Of what could be
And so she stopped
To listen to the voice experience
And to give life a try once again
After giving up on herself
She decided to give someone else
A much deserved try
This time she was ready to learn
From the ghosts that chased her for so long
This time she was ready to send them flying
Along with some others…
-Bionica
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Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Still
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That first day when she arrived
In a town no longer familiar
That she would soon reacquaint herself with
How as she crossed the wide street
There was a young boy right behind her
With a clean face, caramel skin and a dimple in his chin
He wore a cap that was folded more so in the center
Shielding his face the same way
That the clouds were hiding the sun
With a plaid shirt in shades of blue and white
And perhaps a little earthy green
Before she knew it they were walking up
To the same doorstep
Well what a surprise that was
A pleasant one at that
Outside she kept cool and said hello
Not too much but just enough
Inside though
She kept telling herself
'well hello mister, what is your name?'
How could she not?
She was 17 and thought to have found
The love of her life
But it wasn't so
Through out her vacation
They came to talk but nothing ever happened
Perhaps a few stolen stares here and there
But that what was it
Then after 10 years
She still felt it
That giddy feeling
As their eyes met
She was hoping his smile would come with some words
An I like you at that
But that just might be too much
And so after pleasantries were exchanged
It all remained the same
17 all over again
con el amor por dentro (keeping her love secretly hidden)
She couldn't tell him
She wouldn't tell him
But she could still feel it
-Bionica
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Sunday, February 26, 2017
Beliefs
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It's not that she changed
It was that she found her way
Her journey began at childhood
With the beliefs that were instilled in her
With the beliefs that lead her to learn more
And with that more she did't question
but came to a realization
That which she thought was no longer true for her
The Christian teachings she thought to be
Were no longer for her
Not because she didn't believe
But because she was wanted to be free
In the Maccabees she learned of the battle fought
to let go of all things that did not pertain to God
those idols that some held on to
were no longer for her
Her belief in life that God alone is her path
lead to her to Judaism
Not because she didn't believe in Jesus
No it's not that
It's that she believed that in order to be saved
all you need is God
You need not pray to anyone else but God
This came to be her belief
and not in anything else
because God alone has power over her
Whatever may be in tartarus may be
But to her
it's only One that she can believe in
This is where she found her peace
In accepting that everyone has a different path
everyone will have a different belief
and it is not at all bad
because all are God's children
and all are to coexist in tolerance and love
She found her spiritual growth in the God of Jerusalem
But that doesn't mean one cannot find Him in Allah
In the New Testament with Jesus
In the words of Confucius or even Vatsayana
She won't know knock it
But she already knows
that she doesn't have to try it
Wherever you look
He is there
Waiting to welcome you in
And hoping that you are just as accepting
of everyone else
as He is of you
-Bionica
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Love is Needed
This past summer
A young girl by the name of Karina Vetrano
was found lifeless on the ground, hidden among
the sides of Howard Beach in Queens NY
This happened in August of 2016
6 months later, we are informed that
the person who out right tortured her before
killing her is a 20 year old man
This man claims that he was angry
because there were too many people at his
house, that he apparently didn't want there
Who knows what else was going
He was angry and unfortunately
took it out on Karina
This scares me because Karina
was going out for a run
it was about 5 in the afternoon
she was alone
and it was broad daylight
This can happen to anyone
And it also saddens me
that someone can be so angry
to do something so heinous
What is going on with the world?
Why have human beings lost a sense of love?
Where is the compassion?
Why are we becoming less human?
Be kind
And when you feel that you need to
Step back, take a moment
And breathe
Exhale anger
Inhale Love
Inhale patience
Let peace be your Zen
-Bionica
A young girl by the name of Karina Vetrano
was found lifeless on the ground, hidden among
the sides of Howard Beach in Queens NY
This happened in August of 2016
6 months later, we are informed that
the person who out right tortured her before
killing her is a 20 year old man
This man claims that he was angry
because there were too many people at his
house, that he apparently didn't want there
Who knows what else was going
He was angry and unfortunately
took it out on Karina
This scares me because Karina
was going out for a run
it was about 5 in the afternoon
she was alone
and it was broad daylight
This can happen to anyone
And it also saddens me
that someone can be so angry
to do something so heinous
What is going on with the world?
Why have human beings lost a sense of love?
Where is the compassion?
Why are we becoming less human?
Be kind
And when you feel that you need to
Step back, take a moment
And breathe
Exhale anger
Inhale Love
Inhale patience
Let peace be your Zen
-Bionica
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Monday, January 30, 2017
Me and My Best Friend
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To a love that she never thought possible
The unconventional love
Between a girl and her best friend
The face that she sees each night
before going to sleep
and the little belly she rubs when she wakes up
Because nuzzling his ears became a necessity
Because his curly hair is wild like hers
and somehow they can communicate with out words
they're just in sync with each other
Even when he gets a little mischievous
and makes a mess with paper
bits and pieces flying all over
to the melody of barks that initiate
the you can't catch me game
All she can do it love him
all the more
because he really is her best friend
Paws to all the animal lovers out there
and their unconventional friends
-Bionica
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