Compendium of Aphorisms Ii

By Ricardo Lebrija

"Compendium of Aphorisms" is a collection of thoughts, feelings, expressions, and inner reflections printed in words. Little pieces of that essence that makes us human, that still separates us from machines. It's an open letter to anyone that relates, that has felt or toyed with the possibility of giving themselves up to experimenting with their heart, that has actually loved or has been loved, that has gone through the rush of a life-changing kiss, the inexplicable euphoria of creating life, the uncontrollable urge to cry, or the majestic experience of making love.

"Compendium of Aphorisms" will awaken your senses and open your heart to the possibility of humanizing your world.

This is Volume 2.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781514475201

Ricardo Lebrija

Born in Mexico City, Mexico in 1966 and nourished in the bosom of a big loving family, Ricardo Lebrija grew up to become a chemical and sound engineer, prompting a 25-year career in radio and television producing, directing, writing, and performing. As an avid traveller and connoisseur of human relations, Ricardo has had the privilege of discovering the world first-hand, knocking elbows with countless cultures and experiencing the joy of being in places imagined only in dreams. He lives in Los Angeles, California, where he still searches for that elusive love, that glimpse of heaven, that spark that fills your heart with the fire that makes life worth living.

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Copyright © 2016 by Ricardo Lebrija.

Library of Congress Control Number: 2016904510

ISBN:             Hardcover 978-1-5144-7468-6

                      Softcover 978-1-5144-7467-9

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Rev. date: 04/04/2016

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What motivates us to keep trying? When does the world become so somber that the only thing we can see is the way out? How did we loose our way?

I would like to say that I know the answer, that I understand the pain and the courage it takes to decide that it’s the final hour. It’s not so, if I only knew.

There are only a few things of which I am certain in my life, that are written in stone and I would like to share them with whoever will listen.

Never loose your sense of wonder at the world around you, of the possibility of discovering something new every moment, of learning, of understanding that every person is a bundle of stories, of teachings, an endless stream of feelings, of warmth, of love.

If you allow the world to surprise you, every day will be a new reason to wake up, a new dawn filled with illusion to discover what destiny has planned for you and days will be an everlasting adventure, you will have a young soul, a hungry heart, an open mind willing to experiment it all. Sadness will pass and pain will be ephemeral. Admiring trivial things will become a habit, a challenge to find beauty in everything that surrounds you, inside you, until the end of your days. Until time decides that you have lived enough, that you’ve seen too much, that your soul is filled.

The thing is that the soul does not fill up in quantity, it fills up in quality, there’s beings that live for a day and others that live over a hundred years but the soul doesn’t understand time or space and it fills up with love.

They say that the soul weights 9 grams, if 9 grams is all the love we would need to fill up our souls, how easy it would be to be happy!

Q es lo q nos motiva a seguir? Cuando es q el mundo se vuelve tan sombrío q lo único q podemos ver es la salida? Como es q perdemos el camino?

Me gustaría decir q se el secreto, q tengo la respuesta, q entiendo el dolor y el coraje q se necesita para decidir q es el momento del final. No es así, si solo lo supiera.

Hay pocas cosas de las q estoy seguro en mi vida, q son una certeza y me gustaría compartirlas con quien esté dispuesto a escuchar.

Nunca pierdas el poder de asombrarte del mundo a tu alrededor, de la posibilidad q da el descubrir algo nuevo cada minuto, de aprender, de entender q cada persona es un vástago de historias, de posibles lecciones, una fuente inagotable de sentimientos, de calor, de amor.

Si dejas q el mundo te sorprenda, cada día será una nueva razón para despertar, un amanecer lleno de ilusión por descubrir eso q te trae un nuevo porvenir y los días serán aventuras interminables, tendrás un alma joven, un corazón lleno y una mente habida de experimentarlo todo. La tristeza será pasajera y el dolor efímero. Admirar las cosas banales se convertirá en una costumbre, en un desafío por encontrar lo bello en todo lo q te rodea, en ti mismo y así hasta el último de tus días. Hasta q el tiempo decida q ya haz vivido suficiente, q ya lo haz visto todo, q tu alma esta llena.

El detalle es q el alma no se llena en cantidad, sino en calidad, hay seres q viven un día y otros q viven más de cien años, pero el alma no tiene tiempo, ni espacio y se llena con amor.

Dicen q el alma pesa 9 gramos, si 9 gramos es todo lo q se necesitara para llenar un alma de amor, q fácil sería ser feliz.

If you love something about me, love who I am, what transpires thru my skin, what flows thru my veins, what defines me as a person, what determines my being when I’m naked, disarmed, exposed, when all I have is my decorum, my integrity, my honor, my character, my capacity to cry in gale, to laugh copiously, to love without offering more than my beating heart, the warmth of my arms holding yours, the clarity of my soul, the time that decides my destiny.

Because all the possessions we own are only a shell that will die and fall when it matures, with the change of the seasons, the whim of vanity, the mark that precede.

Si amas algo de mi, ama lo q soy, lo q transpira en mi piel, lo q discurre por mis venas, lo q me define como persona, eso q me determina cuando estoy encuerado, desarmado, expuesto, cuando lo único q