Saturday, January 30, 2010

Vontade

Sonhos eroticos sao desejos profundos de um ser escondido e reprimido que grita por caridade e desejo de liberdade.

Life

Somos escravos de nossos desejos,, desejos oprimidos e reprimidos pelos devaneos de uma vida pre definida,, uma vida q nao nos pertence e q nos e obrigada.

Then

It was destroyed, all the maze blinded me for an instant but i could still make up the shapes of that moment that for a brief instant seemed to be like it was the answer for my search. a search that had been perciving me all along,
I felt cold. and incomplete, my striped body was revealing all the nakedness of my soul, a tired soul that felt the weight of the number of
trys that over time was imposed by me, along with all the burden that was obliged to me.
Hypocrise was the secret of a limited living, obliged to them all, willingly they followed, they marched and they did not get there,
dispointement was then evident.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

dragged

The beauty of the difference was a mix of exoctic images that walked by my eyes.
That now and then dragged me along with them, not for its beauty but something
above explanation that was yet to be discovered.

Search

Expression of a time that till then was unknown and so wanted by many. Lethargically we let the hole swallow us, the surrounds overtakes, dragging us deeply into it. Do I want it, should I let it just overpower me. I struggled, but I still wanted just to be let lose, of strings and others. Myself was my company, should I carry on, should I just end it?
Why the search for the emptiness and unfound, why the need for the thirst and hunger. Would answers be there, would development even, let me escape, am I a prisoner? Or do I make me a prisoner. I follow and run towards it, not knowing how far it is, how much to run, I just do it. Provide me with some, I want to experience it, I need wiseness, I need me to understand myself.
Am I stronger then me? Or again, just servicing for a body thirsty of what is yet to be discovered.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Space

What defines space if not all the mist of mistery that whithout no explanation is just there.