Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Deepest Inquisitions


Broken mirrors are always beautiful


Climb up the stairs, scream YES


Stand still right there, in the middle, call the name


Light up the Christmas tree, it shall be the brightest ever


Chase the shadow until the horizon flips over


Look into the viewfinder, be disappointed by what's shown


Let's all prance along with her, in this fountain full of incomprehensible joy, soaked in blood, and yet remain perfectly unaware

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I Don't Belong

I realized,
It's not as hard as I thought to reach that faux world.
Droplets of liquid, thin lines of crystal, and maybe tablets of heaven
Are all you need. even though there are
So much crying and shouting and punching and sabotaging and stabbing and
Annihilating to be done, and all remains undone.
We have transformed, you have transformed, I have transformed.
Into something that can never be recognized in modern dictionary,
Into someone that can never be identified with a simple label,
Into someone that is just pure disgust and utter obscenity.
Don't doubt the suspicious. Never doubt. Doubt the indubitable. Always doubt.
Drop your forehead, bow to the world, you are there,
In the presence, in the now, in the forever.
No, it's not forever, it's just one second.
One fucking second that you shall remember for the rest of your life. If you have one.
There.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Silent Day





















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