viernes, 4 de mayo de 2012
AND THE MADNESS IN BETWEEN
Numb...Maybe Cause I No Longer Prefer To Feel...My Mind Is Blocked By The Indifference Which Holds Me Dear...Or Because The Irrational Concept Of Hapiness Seems So Vague And Shallow In A Material World...Yet Still The Warmth Buzz Inside My Heart Proves I Might Have Hope In The Deep...Not Shared With These Leeches Of Self Indulgence And Fake Egos Which As Baloons Float In The Air Waiting For The Sun To Burn Them Down Into Pieces...My Thoughts Once Played The Icarus Card Yet The Game Didnt Started As It Was Supposed To Be...And Fell Down Into The Ground Winged Burned And With A Sense Of Disorientation And Not Belonging Anymore Into The Loved Ones...Loneliness Shared A Shelter Which Sometimes I Visit As A Loyal Servant...Once I Swore Not Coming Back...But Like An Addict I Rejoice In Tears Of Solitude And Pain...Behold My Agony While You Hail Your Self Esteem Built With Lies And Deception But In The Outside Proud And Fancy Like A New Toy For An Armless Child...My Mind Wanders In The Whirlwinds Of Despair...Still Hasnt Lost Its Sanity Or Maybe It Did And Its Well Disguised Not Even For Me To Know Or Care...Memories Passing By...Memories Of A Distant Future Which Like A Calm Rain Feeds My Face With Peace And Tears...Deja Vu's Best Definition Is To Forsake A Dream In The Middle Of A Vision Of A Desirable Future...And Even Though I Still Wander Trough Words And Concepts Yet Unknown To The Simple Man...I Still Hold With Me The Treasure Of Your Eyes...My Light Guiding Trough The Dark...The Window Of A Pure Heart Is Denying Me A Final Glimpse For Your Eyes To Ease This Anguish...Created By A Dull Fever Or Maybe Is Just A Delirium Caused By The Every Day Sadness Covered By A Dim Light In The Corner Of My Room...Who Knows...Maybe One Day There Will Rise A Valiant Princess Which Could Save This Misery Man From Its Destiny...Created By A Sarcastic God To Give Its Final Mockery To An Envious Race Known As Mankind...The Night Enters And The Light Is Fading Again...As Also The Air I Breathe...Maybe The Rope Is Too Tight? Or Just My Hands Are Choking The Last Remain Of Self Respect? In The Meantime I Leave This Physical World And Join The Desperate Ones...Which As I Will Do Now On...Find The Solution In The Onyrical Realm...Giving Them One Last Dose Of Closure And Relief...And The Madness In Between.
lunes, 6 de febrero de 2012
UNKNOWN LOVER
Unknown Lover
La Fibra Optica Resume El Papeleo De La Pasion A Un Simple Click Mientras Que
Un Lente Se Convierte En El Visor De Lo Prohibido, Recluido En 4 Paredes.
Un Simple Hola Da Paso A Horas De Intercambio De Informacion Que Antes Se Resolvia En 3 O 4 Citas...Imagenes Ahora Matan La Expectativa De Lo Sensual Haciendolo Explicito Y Hasta Cierto Punto Vulgar. Queda Entredicho Que La Imaginacion Solamente Se Somete A Instantes De Lujuria Y Culpa Entre Tus Manos.
Ya No Hay Presentaciones Formales Y Los Nombres Quedan Olvidados Y Suplantados Por Alter Egos Escondidos En El Closet De Tu Verdadero Ser, No Sea Que La Rutina O "El Que Diran" Lo Encuentren Y Juzguen Sin Piedad.
Ya No Hay Preguntas De Por Medio...Solo Hora Y Fecha Para Otro Encuentro.
Ya No Queda Espacio Para Los Juegos Previos Si Atraves De Una Mirada Fija Los Sentidos Se Alborotan Y Son Sumisos Al Ruego De Un Boton Que Dice Mas Y Mas.
El Cuerpo A Cuerpo Ha Quedado Olvidado
Solo Basta Una Sonrisa Cuando Todo Esta Ya Consumado...El Movimiento Ritmico Del Placer Queda Rezagado Mientras Todos Al Compas De Una Melodia Tenue Y Sensual Quedamos Hipnotizados.
Sera Que Todo Se Ha Vuelto Tan Vacio? Se Ha Perdido El Contacto Y Ahora Solo Sirve Tener Tiempo Y Virtudes Mas Alla De Las Comunes Desafiando La Moral Y Lo Correcto, Sabiendo Que Ya Nada Es Perfecto Y Solo Sirve El Observar Y Callar.
Nuevamente Me Conecto A Este Mundo Ficticio, Donde Las Caricias Se Vuelven Un Suplicio Y Un Beso Es Imposible De Obtener En Un Universo Donde No Sirve El Querer Y Ante La Pasion Vacia Y Compulsiva Solo Hay Que Ceder?
Me He Vuelto Adicto Y No Se A Que!
Le Busco Respuestas Y Un Porque!
Porque Amar Lo Que Nunca Toque?
Porque Seguir Aca Buscando Lo Que Nunca Encontre?
Un Mundo Tan Vacio Y Perverso Donde El Mas Inocente Pierde Todo Su Esfuerzo Por Mantenerse Integro Y Puro...Sabiendo Que Aca Su Pensamiento Y Accion Se Vuelve Mas Y Mas Oscuro?
Bienvenidos A La Nueva Era...Donde El Amor Ya No Es Lo Que Era...Donde La Ilusion Ya No Es Verdadera Y La Perversion Aun No Encuentra Frontera.
La Fibra Optica Resume El Papeleo De La Pasion A Un Simple Click Mientras Que
Un Lente Se Convierte En El Visor De Lo Prohibido, Recluido En 4 Paredes.
Un Simple Hola Da Paso A Horas De Intercambio De Informacion Que Antes Se Resolvia En 3 O 4 Citas...Imagenes Ahora Matan La Expectativa De Lo Sensual Haciendolo Explicito Y Hasta Cierto Punto Vulgar. Queda Entredicho Que La Imaginacion Solamente Se Somete A Instantes De Lujuria Y Culpa Entre Tus Manos.
Ya No Hay Presentaciones Formales Y Los Nombres Quedan Olvidados Y Suplantados Por Alter Egos Escondidos En El Closet De Tu Verdadero Ser, No Sea Que La Rutina O "El Que Diran" Lo Encuentren Y Juzguen Sin Piedad.
Ya No Hay Preguntas De Por Medio...Solo Hora Y Fecha Para Otro Encuentro.
Ya No Queda Espacio Para Los Juegos Previos Si Atraves De Una Mirada Fija Los Sentidos Se Alborotan Y Son Sumisos Al Ruego De Un Boton Que Dice Mas Y Mas.
El Cuerpo A Cuerpo Ha Quedado Olvidado
Solo Basta Una Sonrisa Cuando Todo Esta Ya Consumado...El Movimiento Ritmico Del Placer Queda Rezagado Mientras Todos Al Compas De Una Melodia Tenue Y Sensual Quedamos Hipnotizados.
Sera Que Todo Se Ha Vuelto Tan Vacio? Se Ha Perdido El Contacto Y Ahora Solo Sirve Tener Tiempo Y Virtudes Mas Alla De Las Comunes Desafiando La Moral Y Lo Correcto, Sabiendo Que Ya Nada Es Perfecto Y Solo Sirve El Observar Y Callar.
Nuevamente Me Conecto A Este Mundo Ficticio, Donde Las Caricias Se Vuelven Un Suplicio Y Un Beso Es Imposible De Obtener En Un Universo Donde No Sirve El Querer Y Ante La Pasion Vacia Y Compulsiva Solo Hay Que Ceder?
Me He Vuelto Adicto Y No Se A Que!
Le Busco Respuestas Y Un Porque!
Porque Amar Lo Que Nunca Toque?
Porque Seguir Aca Buscando Lo Que Nunca Encontre?
Un Mundo Tan Vacio Y Perverso Donde El Mas Inocente Pierde Todo Su Esfuerzo Por Mantenerse Integro Y Puro...Sabiendo Que Aca Su Pensamiento Y Accion Se Vuelve Mas Y Mas Oscuro?
Bienvenidos A La Nueva Era...Donde El Amor Ya No Es Lo Que Era...Donde La Ilusion Ya No Es Verdadera Y La Perversion Aun No Encuentra Frontera.
THE JOY OF SADNESS
The Joy Of Sadness
Tears...Something So Easy To Say Yet
Hard To Stop And Avoid.
Laughter...Something So Hard To Say No When Crisis Shows Up And Nerves Betray Our Consciousness In A Moment Of Despair.
Help...When Do We Need It No One Provides It. When We Don't...Everybody Has Something To Say About It.
Caress...Needed When We Are Alone Yet Can Be Bought From A Selfish Being Who Only Thinks In Wealth Not In Love Or Affection.
Denial...Our Helpless Friend When We Are In Agony Or In Suffering...Not In The Moment Of Joy She Will Show Up.
Trust...Broken By Our Lust Can't Be Fixed Or Build Again...Just Her Ashes Remain And Is A Hero The One Who Can Bring Her Back To Life Again.
Secrets...Necessary Evil In A All Eye Seeing World...Yet Is Hard To Keep In Solitude When The Anguish To Shout Our Deepest Ones Is A Desperate Cry In Our Hearts.
Love...Overrated Feeling In A Material World...Only Reliable To Those Of Pure Heart Which As A Fable With Happy Ending Are That Hard To Find.
Hate...The Fuel Of This Engine Called Humanity...The Button Who Can Switch Us From Tender To Insanity...The Only One Who Lies Within Our Self At The Bottom Of Our Souls...Waiting For His Release When The Moment Of Deception Comes.
Freedom...So Misunderstood These Days...Confused With Self Indulgence And Selfishness...Still...It Belongs To Us In A Very Subjective Way In A World Consumed By Ignorance And Apathy.
Joy...The Utopian Feeling For This Chaotic Society Which Lingers At The Edge Of Sobriety And Refuses His Overwhelming Veil Leaving Madness And Fury To Prevail.
Sadness...The True Self Of A Perishable World...The Reason Why We Still Can't Reach The Unknown And We Dive Into Spontaneous Chaos Fulfilled By Our Own Desire...Which At The End Will Be Consumed By Nothing But Fire.
The Joy Of Sadness Found His Lair...Into Our Sorrow And Our Despair...Laid With Confusion And Doubt...Where No Chance To Awake But To Forsake Our Hope Is All About.
Tears...Something So Easy To Say Yet
Hard To Stop And Avoid.
Laughter...Something So Hard To Say No When Crisis Shows Up And Nerves Betray Our Consciousness In A Moment Of Despair.
Help...When Do We Need It No One Provides It. When We Don't...Everybody Has Something To Say About It.
Caress...Needed When We Are Alone Yet Can Be Bought From A Selfish Being Who Only Thinks In Wealth Not In Love Or Affection.
Denial...Our Helpless Friend When We Are In Agony Or In Suffering...Not In The Moment Of Joy She Will Show Up.
Trust...Broken By Our Lust Can't Be Fixed Or Build Again...Just Her Ashes Remain And Is A Hero The One Who Can Bring Her Back To Life Again.
Secrets...Necessary Evil In A All Eye Seeing World...Yet Is Hard To Keep In Solitude When The Anguish To Shout Our Deepest Ones Is A Desperate Cry In Our Hearts.
Love...Overrated Feeling In A Material World...Only Reliable To Those Of Pure Heart Which As A Fable With Happy Ending Are That Hard To Find.
Hate...The Fuel Of This Engine Called Humanity...The Button Who Can Switch Us From Tender To Insanity...The Only One Who Lies Within Our Self At The Bottom Of Our Souls...Waiting For His Release When The Moment Of Deception Comes.
Freedom...So Misunderstood These Days...Confused With Self Indulgence And Selfishness...Still...It Belongs To Us In A Very Subjective Way In A World Consumed By Ignorance And Apathy.
Joy...The Utopian Feeling For This Chaotic Society Which Lingers At The Edge Of Sobriety And Refuses His Overwhelming Veil Leaving Madness And Fury To Prevail.
Sadness...The True Self Of A Perishable World...The Reason Why We Still Can't Reach The Unknown And We Dive Into Spontaneous Chaos Fulfilled By Our Own Desire...Which At The End Will Be Consumed By Nothing But Fire.
The Joy Of Sadness Found His Lair...Into Our Sorrow And Our Despair...Laid With Confusion And Doubt...Where No Chance To Awake But To Forsake Our Hope Is All About.
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