This is prophylaxis, a practiced absence, a safer distance. He is a fine clinician to diagnose this, a sound decision. This is a family practice, it's anesthetic, it's nonreactive. This is a termination, a fine resemblance, but no relation.
sexta-feira, junho 29, 2012
quarta-feira, junho 27, 2012
segunda-feira, junho 25, 2012
Son Song
"Sometimes I don't
want to face life
Sometimes I feel empty inside
But every moment is precious
And everyone will turn to dust
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
but I can't let it die
Turn my head up,
looking at the stars
So many years,
I still wonder where you are?
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
and I ask myself why?
Turn my head up,
Looking at the sun
Waited so long,
it's time to move on, move on
Look at the sun,
look at the sky
Another day, another sign
And every moment is precious
And everything will turn to dust
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
but I can't let it die
Turn my head up,
looking at the stars
So many years,
I still wonder where you are?
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
Every day I ask myself why?
So much pain pouring from inside
Above me I feel the spirit fly."
quinta-feira, junho 21, 2012
Black Tongue
"You own the darkness
And taken my sight
You buried the stars underground
You've stolen the night
You can run to the sea
You can run to the forest
You can hide
But you'll never escape!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of time !"
(a língua preta apodrece nos dentes corroídos de úlceras. tens mentiras reclusas da tua ganância. homem e mulher, santo e besta assistem e riem do teu volte-face. os filhos do macabro morrerão sem saber que o progenitor beijou os pés do Olimpo)
quarta-feira, junho 20, 2012
homem de cristal
o corpo maciço termina em extremidades frágeis. que se fragmentam quando chocam com a realidade. quando a correm e quando a esmurram. no topo, uma cabeça inexistente, onde deveria existir. como sobrevive é uma incógnita, mas sobrevive. talvez pense com o corpo, talvez sinta com o coração. talvez seja um verdadeiro tanque de sobrevivência. condenado a estilhaçar-se, vezes sem conta, vez após vez, quando choca com a realidade, mantendo inteiro, mas rachado, o núcleo duro. o seu método é o instinto, e não a razão. e por esse instinto reconhece estar condenado pela evolução, pois a evolução, sente-o, faz-se de quem se pode adpatar. e apesar de estar adaptado, não consegue evitar o facto de não ser adaptável. a História, da qual é um produto como a realidade que lhe dilacera os membros, passa por cima de si o seu rolo compressor e não esmagará. deixá-lo-á para trás, maciço, esquecido, amputado e só.
terça-feira, junho 19, 2012
pleased to meet you? who the fuck are you?
"I can't believe how stupid you must be
To follow everything that you read, hear, and see
You could never walk the path that I walk
You're too afraid of the risk involved because I'm -
TUI, as long as I'm still alive
I live to spite you
Realize that I'm not one of your kind
I'm nothing like you
You shake my hand
Say, "Pleased to meet you"
Look me in the eye
I don't believe you!"
quinta-feira, junho 14, 2012
BACKWARDS IT'S ADANAC
"IMAGINE THERE WAS A TIME
your cigar was ironic.
YOU'VE BEEN AT IT SO LONG
it's chronic."
segunda-feira, junho 11, 2012
quarta-feira, junho 06, 2012
Give It All
"Break through the undertow, your hands I can't seem to find,
Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I
Stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,
Fill my lungs with air, then let it out
I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me
Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches,
To bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension
For far too long these voices, muffled by distances,
It's time to come to our senses, up from the dirt
We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me
Breathe (breathe), the air we give (give), the life we live (live), our pulses racing distances,
(breathe) so wet my tongue (give), break into song (live), through seas of competition
So please believe your eyes, a sacrifice,
Is not what we had in our minds,
I'm coming home tonight, home tonight
We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me
Today I offer all myself to this I'm living for my dying wish,
I give it all, now there's a reason, there's a reason, to give it all"
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