joi, 19 aprilie 2012

...did the rain see you sleeping on the blanket of pure lavanders?...or did she, the fallen, embrace you,your bare feet and hands,almost naked body...? Did the wind slightly touch your still wet lips?...
i was wondering...getting into trouble...torches of wrath were burning me, lightnings from the Gods were cutting my vision...
There i was, blind for 3 days, i was unable to see the war, but i heard and felt it, i fought it...not the good fight...
Where were you?...
What did you hear?...
have no fear,have no fear!...

luni, 16 aprilie 2012

Drum,idei...
preconcepute...OZN-uri anormale...
frumosul nu e public...

prin drumul prafuit si foaaaarte murdar, intr-o mlastina sociala, sa ascunzi obiecte valoroase nu ridica prea multe suspiciuni...dar de ce? ce valoare are un obiect daca stii numai tu de el?nu mai are nicio functie, niciun rost,nicio identitate,se lasa pierdut printre sinapse infectate...infecte...le-am creat un blazon, sa nu le uit prin desisul nesanitar, dar e ilegal,am aflat...ce-o sa fac?...unde o sa dispara?...ce val de vina si noroi o sa ingroape lucrurile?...

si timpul...si uitarea...si poate si eu ?!

vineri, 13 aprilie 2012

the drum-like beating heart,forever insane,forever stopped...the red hot filthy blood inside my veins turned to mud. The breathable air is lead inside my lungs,the colors are blind,the vision of death is not dead...yet...Do we dance?

Vibe, feed me your flesh, bite, to the beat, in the heat, lustfully hit, get your face away from me!!!then hit me again....

Quizzically , awakening wakes on te road to falling asleep, your dream is your escape,embrace it! Don't lose it!

Damaged and undertaken,just laws ,of human nature,human mind and body,creative and distructive,both.

What do we see? Another you,another me,just us, in other you and I,the same old lies, your very own masks, What do we see,but mirrors?...The burn of smoke of every day's fog,over and over,
Over,and over....