David Muñoz
Bio
I'm a recovering artist in Austin, Texas. Stoic student, mystic, writer, poet, guitarist, father, brother, son, friend. I am an eternal soul living a human experience. Part of that experience is working through my stuff by making art.
Stories (16/0)
Electric Magic
I push the right buttons, follow the blink blink blink of the marker on the screen and words appear. Thoughts become synapses firing, become nerves moving muscles down my arms to my fingers, and the manifestation solidifies: letters to words to paragraphs, mirroring the thought. An electric manifestation. An electric magic.
By David Muñoz10 days ago in Writers
Love Isn't Always What You Think It Is
When one hears the word 'love,' the mind usually automatically moves to romantic love, love born of desire, intimacy. I think of love for family, natural or chosen: my children, my sisters, my mother, dear friends. All of these variations of love are valid and true, yet for me and perhaps a lot of you, some are defined as much by their lack as they are by their presence. Our histories shape our perspectives and definitions of even this most basic of human needs, and as has been in my case, can cast love as a brittle, fragile possession.
By David Muñoz2 months ago in Writers
Let the Healing Continue
On October 12, 2021, a little before noon, I was involved in the first of three automobile accidents that would befall me over the course of the next five months. As car accidents go, they were not terribly serious; no one got hurt on either side of the impacts, and I was the victim rather than the offender in every circumstance. The insurance companies from the parties at fault paid for all damages to my vehicle in every case, but while that was a benefit and everything worked out alright in the end, I could not help but believe there was something deeper going on with all this vehicular trauma I was enduring. I've long subscribed to the belief that the main reason we're here, on this plane of existence, is to experience things, sort things, learn things. Part of this belief also asserts that if one is not learning the lesson one has chosen to learn, one keeps getting presented with said lesson. And the stakes get higher around it, until one is forced to pay attention.
By David Muñoz3 months ago in Writers
