sexta-feira, 23 de maio de 2008

It's in our nature..

We shine in the storm with our hands hold tight, your smile is the beauty that carries me through the closure of this perfect night...my dearest moonlight...An angel that took me under her wings with all the joy it brings. Antidote against defeat, effect of inner bliss,dialects of love as we kiss. You're all I need, th air i breathe..

domingo, 2 de dezembro de 2007

Orange Grieve

I'm alone in perpetual grieve for all you took is all you need.

As it stretches in the heart, the perpetual grieve, the dark suffering that still lies beneath.

Always to be the tongue that bled from the orange sun.
No more pearl sky, no more rainbows, no more diamonds on my tongue.
The rope is too tight, life’s too short.

In the absurd of thought divided, the language was silence. Always mute. Always futile in concept. But i carry consciousness into my thoughts and all is forgotten in the depths of denial.

I'm the insomnia, the god of sleep, a device trapped in a concept of time. Our concept under the rules of the thoughts of a clock. The meaning of priorities is forever lost. As Myself. Becoming. Always. Forever. Infinity.

sábado, 22 de setembro de 2007

Pegasus

I walk trought the desert of the sleepless. With all this mind numbing drugs, i am futility and illusion, this present lack of confusion haunts my soul.
Self inflicted visions, i intoxicate my sun with science and all answers become fragile and filled with silence. The Universe is the result of a random event. A single thought. A single breath. An exotic narcotic, antibiotic for boredom. Embriagate my senses and force myself to see, the paradoxal comatose under my own enlightnment tree. Fields Of Hashish, the Pegasus always asks for more.~

quinta-feira, 13 de setembro de 2007

My Mermaid

Say that you need me, like you did before..

My mermaid.. you are still the one i meant all i said. I worship melodies just from the beauty of your touch. Say you need me, cause i need you so much... My Beautifull Mermaid.

quarta-feira, 18 de julho de 2007

Scraps of Truth

You draw happyness on my lips, the warmth of my heart and the sound of my heartbeats. I wish we could go back and never forget the surface from where we stood and from where we left, with no answers, only with the most gentile smiles and those layers of silence, just to find answers in the depth of your eyes. Cause we loved it... So much....

Elysium

I glow anger, pale as the cocaine of my lonely hunter. Defeat as a tool of character, your lips did hurt, but we've learned to enjoy the pain of constant need, in eternal plea. A logic that reason defies, observe the empty, right before your eyes, loose yourself in the act of comtemplation, with no expectations. We traveled insane trought the sun and the earth, stretching this machinery till oblivion. Remain the absolute consciusness of light, sinnounmous monologue, forces of death that blossow and perish and all in between... In the end, the Guillotine Halo will blind our souls.

segunda-feira, 16 de julho de 2007

There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe.
A thought in this substance produces the thing that is imaged by the thought.
A person can form things in his thought, and, by impressing his thought upon formless substance, can cause the thing he thinks about to be created.

domingo, 15 de julho de 2007

Taduki

Kindness in words creates confidence,
Kindness in thinking creates profoundness,
Kindness in giving creates love.

sábado, 14 de julho de 2007

Principle Of Inconclusion

A person who is dying calls for a special kind of feeling. We can then feel compassion for people whom we do not love. But every man is dying, I too am dying and must never forget about death.

KATRINA'S SUN-DIAL

Time is Too slow for those who Wait, Too swift for those who Fear,
Too long for those who Grieve, Too short for those who Rejoice,
But for those who Love,
Time is not.