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Rymos is the matryoshkas of stories, poems and philosophical essays. Though the inner doll sometimes is twice as large, only the deep imagination and the literary magics can fit that inside the belly of the babushka. His shortest story as ” Your eyes are beautiful when they see” can be as dull as it reads or it can be a book about the man’s misery.
Rymos likes to tell you something. Something original and untold.
Articles by Ryan…
Song of Life
Song of Life God is not the creator. God simply is. The pure existence. Nothing before, nothing after. Nothing within, nothing without. Humanity is not about titles or manners, Not about sophisticated words, But about values, The quality of decisions one makes. Creatures Look like humans, Talk like humans, But ... Read More
Light Carrier
Light Carrier Your dance was not a poem but literature, It was not music but a vibration, Not a painting but pure light, As if a second were divided into ten And each fragment Contained a complete story Told by your ancestors. Oh what a show my love! I wish ... Read More
Key and Lock
Key and lock When I saw a butterfly on a small mountain above San Miguel Alto, I asked myself: how did it get there despite its incredibly short lifespan? During life, one might find the key or come across the lock, but rarely both. Sometimes, a single lifetime is simply ... Read More
El Camino de Serenidad
El Camino de Serenidad How can we solve the unsolvable: Life and its mysteries, Death and its secrets? Sifting the ocean yields no salt. Consciousness is grounded In the world of dimensions and limitations. Dreams are a passage to the realm of clues, Yet, the mind is too amazed by ... Read More
Salvation,No Weapon Needed
Salvation, No Weapon Needed Heartbeat Is the language of harmony. When words turn to explanation, The magic fades away. One who is alert, A single word is a hint in this maze of mirrors. One who is asleep A library of golden books is just steak before a horse. I ... Read More
Dumb Story of a Good Man
Dumb Story of a Good Man He makes and loses friends like Granada's spring clouds. He perceives himself as a shrewd, discerning man, seeing qualities in others that no one else can detect. Yet, at the breaking point, he takes pride that he doesn't suffer fools; for his virtue is ... Read More
Trick of Capitalism
Trick of Capitalism I was busking on puente Romano I put a sign next to my case: Thoughtfulness to take home, Only a smile as a reward, Yet, for Anglos it's utterly free: They dip their money in blood Sadly I am not a vampire. Rymos 03/06/2026 Granada España El ... Read More
Don’t Suffer Fool
Don't Suffer Fool! Life is not complicated, People are. Why? Doubt was the origin of thinking, Yet habitual thinking silenced all doubts. Life is an adventure: Yet blind following makes it dull. Not everyone ponders deep enough For love affairs and secrets embroidered in Rioja wine. Life is about expanding: ... Read More
Aren’t We Clever?
Aren't We Clever? The sun was shining, The world was full of smiles, And everyone was blessed With what they were provided. And no one bragged. Until some discovered They could manipulate others: the clever ones, The architects of civilisation. While archaeologists, Succeeding the clever ones, Dig for the trophy ... Read More
Forest
Forest Almost half of the world's information (with at least 90 percent exaggeration) is accurate but buried in boring details that nobody has the patience to read. The other half is completely false, yet highly engaging-cheap entertainment designed to turn you into a product. Within this space, you find the ... Read More
Language Not Spoken
Language Not Spoken I used words, and wasn’t heard.I was heard, but wasn’t learnt. On one of those celestial nights,Despite the odds against the childish tale,I asked the old man on the sleigh,To take me to a land of grace. At the dawn of a dream-filled sleep,I found myself on ... Read More
How Can I Help You?
How Can I Help You? Someone is walking, no matter how... And it doesn't matter how confident and self absorbed you are, or what title you wear... Don't break someone's legs in the hope of flying, if you can't give them wings. But can you? Don't break someone's legs just ... Read More
Romanticise Depth and Beyond!
Romanticise Depth and Beyond! I am until I am not. No more, nor less. Rymos 21/05/2026 Granada, el Salon de Luz, España Romantiza profundidad y más allá! Soy hasta que dejo de ser.Ni más, ni menos. Rymos21/05/2026 Granada, el Salón de Luz, España ... Read More
My Heart is Your Graveyard
My Heart is Your Graveyard This tombstone reflects: Hard days won't outlast The ones spent at ease. This monument declares: It holds the cage, But not you. This headstone is a reminder that You are present At dawn and at dusk, When rain charms the birds And brings the scent ... Read More
Great Agatha Christie?
The Great World of Agatha Christie I return to Agatha Christie’s books repeatedly, not because she is a dame, a legendary author, or a literary giant, but because they reveal how and why a culture praises criminal minds. Her work shows how a society portrays justice within an unjust world ... Read More
When Clouds Talk
When Clouds Talk I dragged myself up a mule track, high above St Miguel Alto, until I reached a narrow gorge. Below me, the entire city lay. The lights were flickering. I wondered which light was illuminating your heart. A passing cloud, like a cotton mattress, fluffy and white, seemed ... Read More
Prayer for Inquisitives
Prayer for Inquisitives If God wanted lambs, He wouldn't have bothered with making us. If God wanted followers, He wouldn't have bothered with giving us tools to navigate our way. **** Dear God, I confess my sins; hence, I am not a lamb. And I pray for forgiveness of my ... Read More
Life without You
Life without You Haven't I dined with God? Haven't I seen the seven seas? Haven't I kissed many moons? Haven't I danced with many suns? As if the creation never stops. Yet, I have lost my wings, In the last storm. Yet, pride is deceptive, Do you know a shop ... Read More
Dance with Me
Dance with Me. This is provocative by design. So, no apologies behind. Pondering is a tool. Dreaming, another. Once one controls the mind, Dreams are also chained. The true thinking True history Is the one within. The breath. Thinking now: Only an "assumed thinking." Forget about the Ice Age, the ... Read More
Final Note
Final Note My words were the sigh of my soul And the cries of my heart. I was hoping to be heard, I was hoping to be found. But words did not unite us, Instead they kept us apart. Were they my words, Or the wisdom of the world? My ... Read More