Sober Thought

I used to Think I was my Thoughts, But I am the thing who creates the Thoughts.

Adolfo Vasquez

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DAY 72 Sober: Dream – Motivational Video

Hello friends End of day 72 Sobers, took a break from writing and found this short film from Mateusz M. Such a powerful mind blowing speech. Speaks to me in every cell. Don’t give up on that inner dream, we all have greatness inside us. We are the co creator of  are life, Take risk and do not let others opinions of you become your reality. Get to know yourself and grow.   Sober is the New Black. I hope this helps anyone out their who questions their greatness. 

 

Stay connect with love, Adolfo

DAY 65 Sober: Giving up hope that the past could be any different

Hello Friends its the end of day 65 sober, I am currently in bed and usually this is the time I reflect on myself. Forgiving myself  is probably the hardest part of my recovery. I know I cant go back and prevent the tears, fears, anger, loss of  people time. The court dates, the keying of the car, the drunken threats. The heartbreaks, the drunken fights, the lying, the deceitfulness, the not caring, the selfishness, the un-ability to see love and also forgiveness for my parents.

I came across this video a moment ago, that  opened my inner being in understanding what forgiveness means: Giving up hope that the past could be any different. Sober is the New Black. I am grateful for Oprah,  my healing tears and for becoming self aware. 

 

 

Stay connect with love, Adolfo

DAY 55 Sober: Poem for Addicts who Suffer

LOVE YOU NEAR, LOVE YOU FROM A FAR

 

Don’t know you but I love you

Walked a different path but I stand beside you

Crying rain of pain but I will planet seeds of change

Soul low with shame lets rise all the same

Wrapped in a quilt of guilt, I will set flame to the blame

Suffering inside Gloom ill make room for bloom

Memorize by infected past I will sterilize till the last

Tattooed by Abusive hate I will love you like soul mate.

Pushed aside I will coincide.

Skin cracks from neglect I will connect and deflect

I am you.

You are me.

We are one.

WRITTEN BY ADOLFO VASQUEZ

This Tattoo i got years ago with out understanding the meaning until now.

This Tattoo i got years ago with out understanding the meaning until now.

This is a song from A film called once Called falling Slowly and its so powerful! one of my favorite films of all time. Sober is the New Black

Stay connect with love, Adolfo

DAY 53 SOBER: My Letter to Vincent

It’s 12:24am on day 53 sober, I am still awake on Sober is the New Black,  the longer I am sober , I get more of an understanding on what love is and means. Learning how to love and accept love. How to show love, give love, create love within. How to build relationship with love and how to nurture love. I created this post from a deep place and felt these feelings inside needed to be released. This Letter consist of a poem I just wrote, photos and a song that connects to everyone in the photos Especially vince.

 

Choose

 

You choosen this lost boy with no direction

Loved the drunk with whiskey lips

Supported my empty shell of a body with your clouded eyes

Cuddled my lifeless limbs and bones with your tired arms

Wiped away my weeping tears of regret with your blister fingers

You fathered the fatherless with your broken heart

Cried, pleaded, begged, demand with your threats  

Dug holes for a prisoner of the past to escape with your fading love

 

This boy now has direction with sweet lips

Body Shell filled with Love, joy and courage that shine’s out

Limbs and bones electrified with strength

Tears of joy now flow

Fathered by the universe

No longer a Prisoner from past

 free’d  from the dug holes

 

Let me build that path now

Let me love those bitter lips

Let my shine, shine through those clouded eyes

Let my endurance build those tired arms

Let my sober kisses heal those blistered fingers

Let my love seal that broken heart

Let my action wash away those past threats

I am now strong enough to dig holes for your prison past

Carry you to freedom

 Choose me.  

 Let me choose you.

 Love me.

 Let me love you.

 Hold me.

 Let me hold you.

 Choose us.  

By Adolfo Vasquez

 

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Stay connect with love,  Adolfo