'In a Parallel Universe'

A few parallel universes over, I realize it is not a dream; I'm only afraid that I will miss things in life.

As time is ageless I wish life was like a painting, a dry permanent timeless painting. Where you can stop and live in in the now, without anxiously wondering what will be, in the next 5 minutes from now.
Its 12 o'clock in the early morning the thought of you crosses my mind like a comet, a split of a second a fragment of a memory its you, thats what you are when I think of you. A memory a lapses in time of memories to rewind.
Confused by the memories of others, you seem always blurry behind, behind every wall, every closed door, every failed relationship. Like my back up bone, you are always behind and it makes me wonder if its me who is blind?
You once said so clearly we can only be friends if either you never loved at all or you never stop loving. I go back in time and I get lost in that moment, it makes me wonder if Im also holding on, when I am trying to move on. You are my past and present and is so difficult to picture a future.
The past blinds as memories disguise.
I never thought love was real and now I think life is not real without it.
Sometimes is just about knowingly knowing the ending; as every beginning and middle, there is always an end.
Don't call it cynicism I am just a realist; realism keeps me away from love skepticism, as I believe faith in love will never be hopeless in vain.

'Caught Up In a Dream

I don't know what it is, who you are or what you do to me, but is that venom within you that intoxicates me, leaves me breathless, mouth mute and heart wide open.

After almost one year I can seem to shake the thought of you, every time you are back I fall right back into those empty arms of lust.

You wake up the demons inside of me, while I get lost into a sweet familiar serendipity.

Our vulnerable hearts lead us to an intense love embrace, but the cynicism within you breaks the odds, the possibilities, and me I just want more; part of me wants to change you, part of me wants to make you mine, but my hands are tied and my words I swallow in sorrow silence inside.

Is the things you do, the words you say, why is it so hard to let go of what you cant change?

Like the forbidden fruit of Eden your venomous bitter taste; burns like fire under the rain, penetrating deep inside like a bullet to the heart. 

You are like no sunshine when you are gone.

Expectations are inevitable to disguise.

I am caught up in a dream.

An endless dream without you in vain.

'The Skepticism of LOVE'

'First comes work, then comes marriage' at least that's what they say, but why have many become so cynical about the whole idea of finding that one true love? They say, why get hooked for life? when you can be motivated by you own self-fulfillment?

'We have been taught pursuing happiness is part of sharing its with someone else', but in a society where individualism is one of the most common factors that eventually leads to attention seekers, you often find those who give in so easily and those who get back even easier. By this means I do not only refer to sex, but the simplest way of reciprocating attention, by listening. Some want to be heard, while others want to be talked to and others want to be felt physically and emotionally.

But in a transitional city like Dubai. lead by capitalism and success, most of us prioritize finding that significant other, as the second, third or forth most important factor after work, making money and being successful; which surprisingly is most commonly practiced by women.

Women have evolved, we are no longer dependent on men, we depend and rely on no one ourselves, our self-fulfillment, satisfaction and actions.

Therefore it makes me wonder, how far have we've come, to become so self-determined and appreciate the monetary success more than finding our own happiness and having that want to share it with someone else?
Is it too hard to believe in a materialistic society you can't find love, peace and inner happiness before a successful career?

Call me a romantic fool, but I stand for my belief in love and I believe those who practice appreciation starting from themselves are the happiest no matter what comes along.

'Because in the end you will only regret the chances you didn't take, opportunities you let go and love you didn't loose yourself on'.

'The Cynic Romantics'

I cant help but wonder the irony of one who has been hurt and holds on to his pain reflected in his/her cynical disbelief on love.
Throughout my 6 years in Dubai I have met and seen those who have been hurt, those who enjoy hurting and those who hurt in reciprocation of being hurt.
I have seen those who see the opposite sex as meat and carelessly pretend to taste and digest, as the bitter taste of lust stays in their mouths.
One way or the other I have seen pain, regret and vulnerability that just leads to an endless circle of emptiness; so it makes me wonder when does this endless carrousel of unfulfilled inner-satisfaction gets to an end?

I have seen and learned that being cynical about love does not only hurt one but those around us, one is not only an influence but a transmitter of negativeness; and yes its inevitable but not unchangeable.
If having your heart broken, being cheated on or anything potentially worst, has been your trigger to cynicism; its has been, it has happened, let it be, let it go, let it flow. 
Learning to forgive without regret is the key to a cleansing restart, leaving the past where it belongs. 
Therefore, don't misjudge the potential future opportunities for fear of getting hurt.
Be open to the idea of something better, something unexpected is bow to happen and be surprised that not all men and women are the same we are just sinking in the same societal circle of mistrust. 

Dedicated to all my cynical friends who once gave up on love, who threw the towel and gave their backs to an open door. 
I know you will remember this when love suddenly knocks on your door at a time and place that you least expected.

'La vie est fabuleuse' when you expect without expectations.
xoxo

'Only Fools Rush In'

Dedicated to all hopeless romantics out there who like me, still believe in genuine, true and limitless love. 

Despite the distractions, the societal paradigms that limit us to be who we are, transparent with no fear, no limits and no regrets; there is still that one big part of us who is desperately waiting to blow in emotional sentiment. So why do we limit ourselves to feel, to express, to say what we want? 

In a city like Dubai where time flies by and everything is said and done in a split of a second, relationships can be an express-way to disaster. The faster it starts, the faster ends. So why rush down the railway?

They say 'don't chase the rabbit down the rabbit hole' because you know it will be gone, before you know it.

Therefore, why have we lost the essence of relationships, of having our daily companion, with whom we can transparently be who we are, no pretentiousness? We have become so damn obsessed with the social expectancies of what a woman and a men should be and behave like; that we can no longer be naturally who we are, but instead we pretend to be the best expected or the 'the b*tch' to be chased after. 

'Sooner or later true colors will show' so be proud to take a stand and be who you are and those who judge, let them talk, may they envy your self-appreciation.

I take a stand for all my frustrated friends out there for their lost of hope in relationships but their strong stand for their beliefs in love. 

I shout out for the acceptance of who we are, our standards, our self-respect and preferences; to remind ourselves that no one, is worth even a slight part of your package if he/she is not an option, then why make an opportunity? 

'Maybe some of us simply not meant to be tamed, but meant to run free until we find someone as wild to run with us'

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'Midnight at 3000ft'

You may call me a hopeful romantic, but I don't find anything hopeless about believing in love. 

Cynicism is not my thing, I believe those who are eager and passionate to find their other-half; rejoice in satisfaction as they search among and walk on stepping stones.

Because the further you go, the closer you get and love will always await; until the right moment in time comes along and forever is spelled on our hearts and souls.

May the wind blow, where the river flows and love be dressed undisguised; cause in distance through time, souls may find their true selves and love each-other unconditionally.

Love is a word of diverse expressions, that one can only feel and express. 

May we find thy true love and share our achievements and success; and may no man rejoice alone and his happiness be shared with that one true soul, for one will never be forever alone.

'Je sais poete, et toi poesie' <3

'The 20 Something Generation'

Because the 20's are to figure it out, the 30's to settle in and the 40's to enjoy your success.

Settling in as a 25 year old cosmopolitan woman, in a modern on development country, is not an easy thing to do or say, but it is as fun and good as it gets when you live every transition, as an adventure.

When you welcome change into your life as a positive radical twist, what is to come and go becomes part of who you are and what you will become. 

Live a life of constant transition will make you evolve and emancipate into the men/woman that you desire to be. The only limits and paradigms are set by yourself; the world is on your hands not on your shoulders. Therefore is up to you, to determine your steps to success, because there is nothing in this life that is impossible to achieve. 

I was told once by someone I admire for her early developed success 'there are no limits to being sublime' because you are your own force to be reckoned with. 

So why wait in vain for life to take you where the river flows, simply take a breath of life and follow your intuition, because life is a short but memorable journey of achievements to be remembered.

'There are no limits to being SUBLIME'

Being and becoming your best self, the exuberant individual filled with positive vibes, characterized by a lively energy and excitement, is everyone's ultimate goal; but why can't this be our daily motivation?
When you are determined to excel the best in you, you not only come to a moment of eureka where you realize your self worth, but also how much of you is worth the appreciation by others.
In a country where we care more about our social acceptance and other's opinion about ourselves, we tend to forget who we are and we develop upon what other's say we are capable of being.
If only we could step out of that shell and realize how far we can go beyond the social paradigms, relationships would be more functional and therefore, both men and woman would demand from each other self-appreciation instead of degradation for each other's differences.

Think about it, if only we could focus on each other's good and positive characteristics, would we constantly pick up on each other's behaviors and differences? Would you actually care when someone tries to bring you down because you know who you are and this is simply YOU?
In a world ruled by social status and man stated social-structures those who are different, will never fit in, but those who think differently will always make a difference. Therefore, if you where not born to fit in do me a favor and stand out!
Be different, be yourself, wear your skin proud and standing ovation.  
Make every minute worth it, say what you need to say, learn from your experiences, learn your lessons, share your wisdom and thank all those who did good and wrong and realize that everything in this journey will always happen for a reason.
Dedicated to all my friends and family, saying two words 'thank you' is not enough.
To each one of you because you have taught me, loved me and understood me.

'A quarter of a life'

A quarter of a life, as the days pass by, flashbacks cross my mind like small fragments of a puzzle piece; pieces that perfectly match together creating this one prefect moment. Looking back, I cannot help but be grateful for every moment, every person and every circumstance that lead to who I am and where I am today.

Growing, learning and emancipating with determination and hunger for more to be and to become. These are the moments when I look back and say everything has a reason; a purpose of existence suddenly has a sweet taste in my mouth, every experience, every mistake, every lesson learned becomes a whole on itself.

A new era, a time of change, a year that marks a life transformation, the emancipation from girl to woman, the official recognition of independence, feminism and freedom. This is the time where every decision defines who I will be and become. Therefore, I seek opportunity with hunger for the future to foresee. 'Determination becomes my daily motivation'.
I want to thank every friend, every lover, every person who taught me a lesson, who was there when needed; for the love, the support and the shoulders to cry and party on. Each one of you has made a significant difference and without you nothing would be the same, as it is now in this perfect moment.
Thank you for 25 years of unforgettable memories, laughter, tears of joy and happiness, each and everyone of you has fed my hunger for life and excitement for more.

'Gracias por todo' with all my ❤️, xoxo
Maria

'Dreaming of a Sweet Serendipity'

• When you get the luck of finding valuable or pleasant things that are not looked for, that is what I like to call the beauty of expecting the unexpected in Dubai. 
• In a city filled with daily expectations, on a daily basis we dream and search for what we want, what satisfies us and gives us that momentary happiness. From your morning coffee, to the outfit you will take to work, what you will have for breakfast, lunch and where you will head for dinner and some after drinks. Unlike many cosmopolitan cities Dubai has its unique piece of mind, if you get to go with a smile on your face every day and wake up the same way; you know and appreciate every part of what many can't have. The daily desperation for more and better suddenly fades away.   Appreciation becomes the key to satisfaction. Sometimes you just need to unveil the beauty of the reality that lies in front of your eyes.
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• 'Morning Summer Fog'