Nature's Nature: From the Heart that Speaks

By Sixto Rafael Castillo

The temple within is every aspect to all good and committed sin. With a statue for every voice. And the measure to listen carefully and to make the right choice. The sound of the echo is long and everlasting. This would be the best voice to listen to, but all I hear is the other laughing. They all say listen to me, listen to me. But I have t

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sixto Rafael Castillo
• Release date: Jun 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781954168862

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NATURE’S

NATURE

FROM THE HEART THAT SPEAKS

SIXTO RAFAEL CASTILLO

Nature’s Nature

Copyright © 2021 by Sixto Rafael Castillo

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

ISBN

978-1-954168-87-9 (Paperback)

978-1-954168-86-2 (eBook)

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chemical Imbalance

Born Into The Flesh

I Am A Stone

To Die With Your Boots On

Dead Inside

My Mom

Rain Eternal

The Deafening Noise

Gladiator

Voices

The Volcano

The Crow

The Tree

Love Makes You Cry

Temple With In

I Wish

To What I Feel

Enemy Eyes

Emptiness

Let The Truth Be Told

The Water’s Fall

Love Is Forever

Who Is Man That He Should Boast

I Am All Creation

Guess Who?

Complicated Matters

Hatred

If

Nature’s Call Nature’s Order

Shadows

CHEMICAL IMBALANCE

Knock, knock, tick tock, click, doors unlock. Shh, the noises are getting louder. Closes they come but far away they seem. Madness is drawn, but in the cloudiness it only feels like a dream. Mist is risen from a stream. Deep beyond the depths of the edge, the tension grows fiercely. Images flash before they eye deliriously. Ferociously, it grips, and will not let go. Paranoiah seems as of the only option now. So, things are clearing, this mind altering substance has objects appearing. There; they are not. Chills of cold but its blistering hot. Sweat is released with a nervous twitch, which is felt as a bug bite and is transformed into an annoying itch. A brain glitch from inside where wires have been crossed. And your mind is somewhere but has obviously been lost. Near is far and far is near. But sounds, images, objects, voices that are invisible to you eye. You try to scream but your throat is closed cause you mouth is to dry. You feel on the edge of no return. No pain but you still feel the fiery burn. Help, no can help except you yourself. You are the only one who can control your health. You seek distance at no allowance. But realistically you have been blinded and overtaken by an illusional chemical imbalance.

BORN INTO THE FLESH

From the comfort of the womb into a light filled room. Making you cry by smacking you, sticking things down your throat and