: About Me

I am Ramon Ivan Rivera-Lopez, born and raised in Las Piedras, Puerto Rico. I had a conventional up bringing and spent four years in the U.S. ARMY. During most of the time after that I lived with ups and very low downs that make my father who was also a writer to convince me to let all my depressions be put on paper in order to get them out of me. He died on August 16, 2000 and a big part of me died with him until early 2007 when my resurrection began after inside my depression I had reach the scale of 325 pounds of pain and sorrows. So I am walking now out of my desert on the quest for an horizon made out of my shell of existence toward the walls of the castle I call life , my life. Desert's sadness was the light of my life but in this present I control there are no illusions, no more destiny or luck; Feel free to walk into my mind, you all are welcome. My E-mail address is ravanripez@gmail.com and I welcome your comments.

My passion is ...

To make my life and those who read my ideas better each day.

I know too much about ...

Science

My parents always told me ...

To look for what I really like in life.

My childhood ambition ...

To loose whight and become a body builder.

My favorite memory ...

A fourth of july in south Korea with my then girlfriend.

Why I write ...

I want to share my Ideas and point of view with the world.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Reading science, politics/watching Nat Geo, Discovery/science fiction/listeningPop music, heavy metal,instrumental and inspirational.

My first job ...

US Army, supply specialist.

My best moment ...

Seeing my work in the internet.

My inspiration ...

Success in my missions in life.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Below the surface

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Not everybody who had the power To control their lives has done so And the ones who have done so Want even more ... It's human nature We want faster rides Yet we live in seclusion Hunting for pleasure Just to realize There is more than desire To conquer the hunger for good Hunters of betrayal Blinded beings are lost Running desperation As the lucky might survive the wrong.

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