I eat knowledge
I feel strange for hours
It almost seems
my brain itself devours
Picks up new things
from under my mind
Picks up things
that I left behind.
I'm always interested
in a new experience
I'm always interested
in a new appearance.
I'm always down to
what is passing around
I like to find
what has never been found.
People say
I should do my best
I do what I want,
to what they say,
I care much less.
People want to be impressed
but when forcing themselves,
end up getting stressed.
To you, I like to stand by
I feel what was kept inside
because I can only attain wisdom
If I want to be wise.
Sometimes you want more
Sometimes you just ignore,
The presence I give
For you, I live.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Secret
Today you'll hear something
that has already been told
Something very interesting
Something that will never get old.
The secret might surprise you
The secret might scare you
Because to life,
that secret will give you a clue.
Some might understand,
some will raise their hands
others will raise their knives,
when finding the secret to life.
The secret is what you already know
The secret is where you everyday go
The secret is to show love,
and to you, the love will show.
that has already been told
Something very interesting
Something that will never get old.
The secret might surprise you
The secret might scare you
Because to life,
that secret will give you a clue.
Some might understand,
some will raise their hands
others will raise their knives,
when finding the secret to life.
The secret is what you already know
The secret is where you everyday go
The secret is to show love,
and to you, the love will show.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Collaboration
Procreate
So people don't hate
Always state
That there will always be faith
Don't ignore
racial problems and the poor
Please support
So the food can spread to more
Don't preconcept
what you haven't seen or expect
Please accept
that all beings deserve respect
Go outside
and breath the air
Cause the air you breath
is the air we share
You will not survive
If only you, you capitalize
but if otherwise,
shall we together equalize?
So people don't hate
Always state
That there will always be faith
Don't ignore
racial problems and the poor
Please support
So the food can spread to more
Don't preconcept
what you haven't seen or expect
Please accept
that all beings deserve respect
Go outside
and breath the air
Cause the air you breath
is the air we share
You will not survive
If only you, you capitalize
but if otherwise,
shall we together equalize?
Monday, January 26, 2009
Deep Thinking pt.4
It was past 9:03. Tessa was dressing up in a saggy white shirt and baggy beige pants. She was using lots of bracelets and necklaces with peace and love signs on it. She gave a hat with an eagle symbol on, green shorts, and they left on bikes. They went down the dirt drive way and biked for about an hour. Than they stopped at a trail, left their bikes and began hiking. They hiked for hours and the moon was way up above their heads. It was a new moon. The trail was getting denser and denser. The branches were scratching the boys legs. He was dripping blood, but continued. Beats and voices was being heard from the distance. The sound of drums was getting louder every time the boy scratched his leg more. Flames and gloom was increasing and the movement was visible.
As they got close enough, they saw people with masks dancing around three fires holding staffs with a glow on the top of it. Some had a kind of a hood covering their faces and playing drums, others had their eyes covered and singing. Tessa joined and danced with in the ritual. The boy sat near a old man with a mask that had such a long beard that it would reach the ground. The man with the mask had a bowl on his hand and was eating from it. He offered one to the boy. He accepted. The boy felt an urge to dance around the three fires also. He look at Tessa and she had a mask on. After touching his face, the boy realized he also had a mask on. The beat was sinking in his mind. His mind was melting. His mind wasn't the same. The flames were getting bigger and bigger, till the point his whole body was red. Soon, he looked alike with all the others. Tessa was going to a cave and invited the boy in. The cave had purple, green, yellow, and red paintings. The cave was the center of the Earth. Tessa took the boy deeper and deeper in the cave. It was getting really dark. The only guidance for the explorers was a glowing ball. The glowing ball was blue and white, and was far away. Tessa stopped and told the boy he should get to the end of the cave, where the gloom was.
When he reached the ball, he observed that an old monkey was holding a staff with the glowing ball at the top.
"Goooyahsiibbaaa" grudged the monkey.
"Wabduaaaaraa. Comamamannuuuu!" responded the boy
"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes" said the wise monkey.
"I don't understand. Nooo nooooo noooooooooooothhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiinggg mmmmaaaaakkkk..." struggled the boy to say.
"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes, all you need to do is get it." repeated the wise monkey.
"Be moreeeee spppeeeeciiiiiiiiiiiiifffffffffiiiii..." struggled the boy again.
The boy was being dragged from the cave with immense force. His head was hitting the rocks and paintings. It was half open. He was out of the cave, and Tessa was holding him with a wet white cloth over the top of his head. The boy felt relieved. She put him on her back, but when he looked back, saw the people without the masks. They were monkeys. Tessa brought him to her house and they went to sleep. This night, on the same bed.
As they got close enough, they saw people with masks dancing around three fires holding staffs with a glow on the top of it. Some had a kind of a hood covering their faces and playing drums, others had their eyes covered and singing. Tessa joined and danced with in the ritual. The boy sat near a old man with a mask that had such a long beard that it would reach the ground. The man with the mask had a bowl on his hand and was eating from it. He offered one to the boy. He accepted. The boy felt an urge to dance around the three fires also. He look at Tessa and she had a mask on. After touching his face, the boy realized he also had a mask on. The beat was sinking in his mind. His mind was melting. His mind wasn't the same. The flames were getting bigger and bigger, till the point his whole body was red. Soon, he looked alike with all the others. Tessa was going to a cave and invited the boy in. The cave had purple, green, yellow, and red paintings. The cave was the center of the Earth. Tessa took the boy deeper and deeper in the cave. It was getting really dark. The only guidance for the explorers was a glowing ball. The glowing ball was blue and white, and was far away. Tessa stopped and told the boy he should get to the end of the cave, where the gloom was.
When he reached the ball, he observed that an old monkey was holding a staff with the glowing ball at the top.
"Goooyahsiibbaaa" grudged the monkey.
"Wabduaaaaraa. Comamamannuuuu!" responded the boy
"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes" said the wise monkey.
"I don't understand. Nooo nooooo noooooooooooothhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiinggg mmmmaaaaakkkk..." struggled the boy to say.
"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes, all you need to do is get it." repeated the wise monkey.
"Be moreeeee spppeeeeciiiiiiiiiiiiifffffffffiiiii..." struggled the boy again.
The boy was being dragged from the cave with immense force. His head was hitting the rocks and paintings. It was half open. He was out of the cave, and Tessa was holding him with a wet white cloth over the top of his head. The boy felt relieved. She put him on her back, but when he looked back, saw the people without the masks. They were monkeys. Tessa brought him to her house and they went to sleep. This night, on the same bed.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Deep Thinking pt.3
He walked for miles and days, till he collapsed. He hadn't had any food,water or rest for hours, only the need to find the mysterious voice. His body could not take it anymore. He passed out and woke up. All was normal, so the boy continued. The sun rise was about to happen. So he ran. For no specific reason. He ran so fast that everything was getting really skinny. Than he stopped, but everything was still moving really fast, and everything was still really skinny. The sun rose up and went down the other side in a few seconds. The boy was getting older as the sun went around the Earth like a car wheel. His hands were getting wrinkly and thin. He was getting taller, then shorter. His hair was getting longer and brighter. His heart stopped beating, and he was dead. Empty dead.
Plain nothing followed by plain nothing. No creations, inventions, colors, sounds, smells, just the nothing.
"Waaaakkkkeee uuuupppp." said someone very slowly.
The boy opened his eyes and was in a room, a blue room. His vision was still blurry, but he knew there was a woman sitting next to him. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the woman was beautiful. She had golden wavy hair, ocean green eyes, a very clever face. Her breast was round and natural, her arms were strong but not muscular. She had a smile that could catch ones eyes and imprison it till she closed her mouth.
"Are you ok?" asked the woman.
The boy was still impressed with the woman's beauty and wasn't sure of what was happening.
"If you need anything just call me. My name is Tessa." told the woman to the boy getting up to leave.
"Wait." said the boy with a scratched voice, " Where am I? And how did I get here?"
"You are in Topanga, California, and.... I found you laying on the middle of the road. I almost ran over you with my bike." said the woman kind of worried.
"O, wow. Well, do you have any food or water? I am really hungry." said the boy thinking about his dream.
They both went to the kitchen, which was made out of bamboo and crystals. She made him some vegetables and organic mango juice, they had a nice meal. He took a nice long shower. The bathroom was all white and had rainbow lamp lights. It was getting late, so he went to sleep, and she went out.
The next morning, he woke up early and found Tessa half naked on the kitchen floor. The boy didn't understand, so he put a cover over her and went outside for a walk. Outside it was all forest, with rabbits and lizards playing. He inhaled the air, and it was pure. He was free of his question for a few seconds. He was free of himself.
"Are you leaving?" asked Tessa putting a robe on and coming out.
"I don't think just yet, if that's ok." Answered the boy with a smile.
" It's perfectly fine. But tonight I'm taking you somewhere." said Tessa going back to the house.
The boy was finally happy, but unaware of what could happen with a unknown stranger.
Plain nothing followed by plain nothing. No creations, inventions, colors, sounds, smells, just the nothing.
"Waaaakkkkeee uuuupppp." said someone very slowly.
The boy opened his eyes and was in a room, a blue room. His vision was still blurry, but he knew there was a woman sitting next to him. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the woman was beautiful. She had golden wavy hair, ocean green eyes, a very clever face. Her breast was round and natural, her arms were strong but not muscular. She had a smile that could catch ones eyes and imprison it till she closed her mouth.
"Are you ok?" asked the woman.
The boy was still impressed with the woman's beauty and wasn't sure of what was happening.
"If you need anything just call me. My name is Tessa." told the woman to the boy getting up to leave.
"Wait." said the boy with a scratched voice, " Where am I? And how did I get here?"
"You are in Topanga, California, and.... I found you laying on the middle of the road. I almost ran over you with my bike." said the woman kind of worried.
"O, wow. Well, do you have any food or water? I am really hungry." said the boy thinking about his dream.
They both went to the kitchen, which was made out of bamboo and crystals. She made him some vegetables and organic mango juice, they had a nice meal. He took a nice long shower. The bathroom was all white and had rainbow lamp lights. It was getting late, so he went to sleep, and she went out.
The next morning, he woke up early and found Tessa half naked on the kitchen floor. The boy didn't understand, so he put a cover over her and went outside for a walk. Outside it was all forest, with rabbits and lizards playing. He inhaled the air, and it was pure. He was free of his question for a few seconds. He was free of himself.
"Are you leaving?" asked Tessa putting a robe on and coming out.
"I don't think just yet, if that's ok." Answered the boy with a smile.
" It's perfectly fine. But tonight I'm taking you somewhere." said Tessa going back to the house.
The boy was finally happy, but unaware of what could happen with a unknown stranger.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Beginning of the Future pt.1
So it flew away, into the distance. No belongings, no obligations, only the desire to leave. The creature had no motivation what so ever. It could only fly, because it was built that way.
In 1942, a group of scientist from the IBF were researching a species of birds, Holaphotus biadoras, more commonly know as the Toucan. They had a research lab in the Amazon Forest, where they kept animals and studied them. The scientists had captured five Holaphotus biadoras for experiments. They were first analyzing the habitat and niche of selected specie and were finally read to study them closely. They discovered that the toucans were the only specie of bird with four wings, but the birds beak two off them so they can fly with a better aero dynamics, and also so they can have a more powerful respiratory system.
Later, the scientists began studing the brain of the toucans. They were going to apply a tomography on one of the selected birds. All was getting ready. All was going well. So they turned it on, and something strange happened. They couldn't find any brain waves. They tried it on all five toucans, and non had brain waves. So the scientist applied the x-ray to the crew memebers. It worked on all of them.
The scientist weren't aware of how to explain the phenomenon. They had no choice but to operate a surgery. One of the unfortunate birds had to chosen to open its mind. So they picked one, injected anesthesia and started sawing the poor toucans head. Dr. Julita, the surgeon of the crew, began its job. She was doing fine till someone said, "Stop!" It was Dr. Colton, the tomoghaphist. He tuned the lights off, took the saw from Dr. Julita and began sawing himself, very slowly. The eyes of any human in that room were as open as the ocean. Every time Dr. Colton did a little push on the saw, more light would come out of the toucan's cranium. And before any one knew it, the whole room was illuminated by the bird. Soon the light was so bright the scientists couldn't even look at their own hands. There was a pleasant sound and feeling to it. They where all hypnotized. The smell of humidity from the jungle wasn't present anymore, only the smell of power and purity. Finally, Carlos Jybardiao put a towel over the bird. They were immobilized for about thirty minutes. They were somewhere else but in the same place. Only Carlos Jybardiao, the assistant scientist, native from Brazil, was awere of what was happening.
In 1942, a group of scientist from the IBF were researching a species of birds, Holaphotus biadoras, more commonly know as the Toucan. They had a research lab in the Amazon Forest, where they kept animals and studied them. The scientists had captured five Holaphotus biadoras for experiments. They were first analyzing the habitat and niche of selected specie and were finally read to study them closely. They discovered that the toucans were the only specie of bird with four wings, but the birds beak two off them so they can fly with a better aero dynamics, and also so they can have a more powerful respiratory system.
Later, the scientists began studing the brain of the toucans. They were going to apply a tomography on one of the selected birds. All was getting ready. All was going well. So they turned it on, and something strange happened. They couldn't find any brain waves. They tried it on all five toucans, and non had brain waves. So the scientist applied the x-ray to the crew memebers. It worked on all of them.
The scientist weren't aware of how to explain the phenomenon. They had no choice but to operate a surgery. One of the unfortunate birds had to chosen to open its mind. So they picked one, injected anesthesia and started sawing the poor toucans head. Dr. Julita, the surgeon of the crew, began its job. She was doing fine till someone said, "Stop!" It was Dr. Colton, the tomoghaphist. He tuned the lights off, took the saw from Dr. Julita and began sawing himself, very slowly. The eyes of any human in that room were as open as the ocean. Every time Dr. Colton did a little push on the saw, more light would come out of the toucan's cranium. And before any one knew it, the whole room was illuminated by the bird. Soon the light was so bright the scientists couldn't even look at their own hands. There was a pleasant sound and feeling to it. They where all hypnotized. The smell of humidity from the jungle wasn't present anymore, only the smell of power and purity. Finally, Carlos Jybardiao put a towel over the bird. They were immobilized for about thirty minutes. They were somewhere else but in the same place. Only Carlos Jybardiao, the assistant scientist, native from Brazil, was awere of what was happening.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Factory Brain
Back and forth
up and down
Smoke comes in
With many sounds
Spin, twist
Create, mix
Smoke comes out
with red blood fist
Look away
Look afraid
You were made
to think today
Lick the floor
Lick some more
Lick your face
to enter store
Smell someone
Smell for fun
Smell the bullet
in your brain from guns
Touch your friend
Touch the sea
Use your hand
Use your feet
Sense regain
Sense you're strained
Factory brain
Because that's its name.
up and down
Smoke comes in
With many sounds
Spin, twist
Create, mix
Smoke comes out
with red blood fist
Look away
Look afraid
You were made
to think today
Lick the floor
Lick some more
Lick your face
to enter store
Smell someone
Smell for fun
Smell the bullet
in your brain from guns
Touch your friend
Touch the sea
Use your hand
Use your feet
Sense regain
Sense you're strained
Factory brain
Because that's its name.
Just for You
Just for you
I would dance tango upside down
I would be steady and moving around
I would spell your entire name
without making a sound.
Just for you
I would give up on living,
do the sin that is unforgiving
I would paint the sky in red,
I would walk with my hands instead
I would bring a million girls to my bed
Just for you
I would gather an enormous crowd
And spread them all over town
Just to say, I love you baby and I am proud
Just for you
That's what I'd do
I would dance tango upside down
I would be steady and moving around
I would spell your entire name
without making a sound.
Just for you
I would give up on living,
do the sin that is unforgiving
I would paint the sky in red,
I would walk with my hands instead
I would bring a million girls to my bed
Just for you
I would gather an enormous crowd
And spread them all over town
Just to say, I love you baby and I am proud
Just for you
That's what I'd do
Deep Thinking pt.2
The boy, confused, was silent.
"You, come here." spoke the voice again.
Finally, aware of what was happening he murmured.
"Wha what? Wha what's going on?"
"I see your mind is fuzzy and spacey. You are dazed and confused right now. I need to see you. You are way too out of yourself." said the voice with a mellifluous melodious sound.
The boy felt relaxed, and also warm, though it was late at night with minty wind blowing his soul away.
"I don't understand. Who are you? And how would I get down there anyways? How can I trust you?" questioned the boy getting cold again.
"Boy, boy... Your curiosity is never going to go away that way. You are in search for satisfaction, answers for your questions. I have your answer. I have your future. I have everything you always wanted to know. I have all the wisdom. But I cannot help you if you can't be grateful for the opportunities that lie on your path. If you can't trust me, who can you trust?" continued the voice pursuing the boy with aphrodisiac sounds.
Soon the boy understood that these questions would sting him for eternity. He had no choice but to find a way do get down the hole.
The boy said, "Good bye." and began his journey for the underground. He had no clue on how he would descend from the streets, but he had no clue on what life was about and was still alive, and that's what motivated him to continue searching for the invisible.
"You, come here." spoke the voice again.
Finally, aware of what was happening he murmured.
"Wha what? Wha what's going on?"
"I see your mind is fuzzy and spacey. You are dazed and confused right now. I need to see you. You are way too out of yourself." said the voice with a mellifluous melodious sound.
The boy felt relaxed, and also warm, though it was late at night with minty wind blowing his soul away.
"I don't understand. Who are you? And how would I get down there anyways? How can I trust you?" questioned the boy getting cold again.
"Boy, boy... Your curiosity is never going to go away that way. You are in search for satisfaction, answers for your questions. I have your answer. I have your future. I have everything you always wanted to know. I have all the wisdom. But I cannot help you if you can't be grateful for the opportunities that lie on your path. If you can't trust me, who can you trust?" continued the voice pursuing the boy with aphrodisiac sounds.
Soon the boy understood that these questions would sting him for eternity. He had no choice but to find a way do get down the hole.
The boy said, "Good bye." and began his journey for the underground. He had no clue on how he would descend from the streets, but he had no clue on what life was about and was still alive, and that's what motivated him to continue searching for the invisible.
Rituals of the Capable.
Thunder cylindrical metal
helps Indian nomads settle
on the red, green, yellow.
Hollow cylindrical wood
changes unfixable mood
makes people feel good.
Cronological cylindrical glass
so fried brains relax
and leaves your worries for last.
Save suffering snowflakes
Monday and Friday.
Open the mind of snakes
Knives cut calibrated clay and
Enhances what night wolfs bake.
So swallow the words you say.
helps Indian nomads settle
on the red, green, yellow.
Hollow cylindrical wood
changes unfixable mood
makes people feel good.
Cronological cylindrical glass
so fried brains relax
and leaves your worries for last.
Save suffering snowflakes
Monday and Friday.
Open the mind of snakes
Knives cut calibrated clay and
Enhances what night wolfs bake.
So swallow the words you say.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sol
Supere seus medos
Supere seus desejos
Sinta seus dedos.
Se enche de beijos.
Se afogue em prazer
Seja quem faz algo acontecer.
Saie, ache algo pra fazer.
Olhe para dentro
Ore para os sedentos
Oussa seus pensamentos.
Orgulho eh um disperdicio de tempo
Ondas batem no seu peh
Ondas fazem voce lento.
Outro dia vem, um dia qualquer.
Lave sua maos
Lave sua alma
Lamba um sabao
Lamba sua fralda
La vem voce
La vem a bebada
Largue seu vicio, pare de beber
Louvado eh o inicio
Louvado eh quem numa condicao dessas,
Larga a condicao e aprende a renasce.
Supere seus desejos
Sinta seus dedos.
Se enche de beijos.
Se afogue em prazer
Seja quem faz algo acontecer.
Saie, ache algo pra fazer.
Olhe para dentro
Ore para os sedentos
Oussa seus pensamentos.
Orgulho eh um disperdicio de tempo
Ondas batem no seu peh
Ondas fazem voce lento.
Outro dia vem, um dia qualquer.
Lave sua maos
Lave sua alma
Lamba um sabao
Lamba sua fralda
La vem voce
La vem a bebada
Largue seu vicio, pare de beber
Louvado eh o inicio
Louvado eh quem numa condicao dessas,
Larga a condicao e aprende a renasce.
Light Dirty Blue Room
Down the thoughts go
Where endless repeated talking is present.
The sound of uncomfortable silent appeals to follow
the voice I don't want to hear or know.
Black imps and drooling brains
makes the energy fall, and burning boats flow.
I step on the white stars of the brown sky
while black holes descend and catch my eyes.
The place I'm in is the after life of unwanted souls.
Questions aren't allowed such as: what, how and why.
Obey the rules, Obey the lie
As time goes backwards, cerebral cells die.
Where endless repeated talking is present.
The sound of uncomfortable silent appeals to follow
the voice I don't want to hear or know.
Black imps and drooling brains
makes the energy fall, and burning boats flow.
I step on the white stars of the brown sky
while black holes descend and catch my eyes.
The place I'm in is the after life of unwanted souls.
Questions aren't allowed such as: what, how and why.
Obey the rules, Obey the lie
As time goes backwards, cerebral cells die.
To pouco me fudendo
Nao sei o que a vida eh
Fuma maconha e cantar mulher?
So sei que eu faco o que eu quiser
Passo madrugada, noite, e dia de pe.
Eu tento tudo pra parar de tentar
isso nao me ajuda e nunca vai me ajudar
eu nunca faco nao fazer nada
Moro nas ruas, e essa eh minha casa
Eu penso em naum pensar
falo sem falar, e mudo de lugar
Eu nao quero fazer nada
que se alquem agrada.
Soh quero eh voar.
Nao me pergunta a pergunta respondida
Eu faco cocaina, e estalo uma siringa
Nao me fassa festa de despedida
Entrada pra saida,
pois soh quero uma bebida
Pois maconha eh pra fumar.
Fuma maconha e cantar mulher?
So sei que eu faco o que eu quiser
Passo madrugada, noite, e dia de pe.
Eu tento tudo pra parar de tentar
isso nao me ajuda e nunca vai me ajudar
eu nunca faco nao fazer nada
Moro nas ruas, e essa eh minha casa
Eu penso em naum pensar
falo sem falar, e mudo de lugar
Eu nao quero fazer nada
que se alquem agrada.
Soh quero eh voar.
Nao me pergunta a pergunta respondida
Eu faco cocaina, e estalo uma siringa
Nao me fassa festa de despedida
Entrada pra saida,
pois soh quero uma bebida
Pois maconha eh pra fumar.
Deep Thinking pt.1
What is this? Is this a joke? Is it an illusion? A mystery unsolved? Is it happening? Is it real? Is it meant to be as it is? Who knows....The point is, life does not make sense, and no one will ever fully understand it.
Walking down the street, the boy in the dark night wondered. He didn't know what to do, where to go. The boy, who had a nice family, and a nice house, didn't know what was going on. He froze. Unstable, the boy fell. Fell into deep thought. Thought that he knew could never escape from. He was lonely, but yet felt presence. Presence of the unknown, the unlikely. But suddenly a voice came to his head. He looked around but couldn't find a face. He looked down and saw a hole, and the voice was coming from it.
Walking down the street, the boy in the dark night wondered. He didn't know what to do, where to go. The boy, who had a nice family, and a nice house, didn't know what was going on. He froze. Unstable, the boy fell. Fell into deep thought. Thought that he knew could never escape from. He was lonely, but yet felt presence. Presence of the unknown, the unlikely. But suddenly a voice came to his head. He looked around but couldn't find a face. He looked down and saw a hole, and the voice was coming from it.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Bigger Power
A message came to me one day. Almost a miracle. I had been hiking the whole day. Sweat had been falling down my face for hours. Tons of sweat. The higher I got, the cleaner and more pure the air would get. The rocks were getting whiter and whiter every step I took. I looked down and saw the birds flying in circles. I was starting to feel the cold breeze of the clouds as I was getting closer to the top. My feet got heavier and heavier as my breaths get smaller and smaller. After the hike, I was tremendously tired. I was finally on the top of my goal. It was peace. It was serenity. I looked around and found a nice spot to sit. I got comfortable and asked what many humans die wanting to know. I asked "What is the meaning of life?" and sat quiet. I looked around for signs. I opened my ears for sounds. And for some reason a mountain catched my eyes. I was a regular mountain. Equal to any other mountain. But I just couldn't take my eyes off of it. Miraculously, I saw trees getting cut up, or opening up forming symbols. I was not impressed. It was almost as if I knew that was going to happen, but I didn't. The trees finally stopped moving, and I interpreted a message from it. It could have been misinterpreted or misunderstood, but what I got from it was: sex.
Imagination
Quem dera,
um novo mundo,
com dragoes e chimeras.
Com fantasia e liberdade
Anestesia e igualdade.
Um novo mundo,
Sem limitacoes
Nem razo ou profundo,
apenas criacoes.
Esse eh um novo lugar
onde o que voce naum ve,
acredita, pois esta no ar.
Um lugar de esperanca,
Corra, pois aqui, ninguem se cansa
Pois aqui, somos todos crianca.
Fumo ofegante viaja pelos ventos
entra no seu nariz e nos seus pensamentos
Aqui, fome naum existe,
apenas prazer intenso.
As cores majentas,
e bala de chocolate com menta.
De manha eh frio,
mas de noite tudo esquenta.
Pernas naum saum necessarias,
fermento de macumba e rosaria,
Amanha eh hoje,
Que nem ontem e semana passada,
mas que roubada,
Meninos afogam e meninas sufocadas,
A mente prendeu o mestre,
A festa perdeu confete,
O chao cai para um universo paralelo,
Nao existe mais o forte do amarelo,
Eh feio quem um dia era belo.
Armadilha perigosa,
Onde o mais voce escapa,
mais a sua pele fica rosa,
Seus ossos desintegrando,
E os frutos rindo e te estragando.
Um sorriso por enquanto,
Um sorriso pelo outro,
Um sorriso pelo esgoto.
um novo mundo,
com dragoes e chimeras.
Com fantasia e liberdade
Anestesia e igualdade.
Um novo mundo,
Sem limitacoes
Nem razo ou profundo,
apenas criacoes.
Esse eh um novo lugar
onde o que voce naum ve,
acredita, pois esta no ar.
Um lugar de esperanca,
Corra, pois aqui, ninguem se cansa
Pois aqui, somos todos crianca.
Fumo ofegante viaja pelos ventos
entra no seu nariz e nos seus pensamentos
Aqui, fome naum existe,
apenas prazer intenso.
As cores majentas,
e bala de chocolate com menta.
De manha eh frio,
mas de noite tudo esquenta.
Pernas naum saum necessarias,
fermento de macumba e rosaria,
Amanha eh hoje,
Que nem ontem e semana passada,
mas que roubada,
Meninos afogam e meninas sufocadas,
A mente prendeu o mestre,
A festa perdeu confete,
O chao cai para um universo paralelo,
Nao existe mais o forte do amarelo,
Eh feio quem um dia era belo.
Armadilha perigosa,
Onde o mais voce escapa,
mais a sua pele fica rosa,
Seus ossos desintegrando,
E os frutos rindo e te estragando.
Um sorriso por enquanto,
Um sorriso pelo outro,
Um sorriso pelo esgoto.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Mysterious Misunderstanding of Miraculous Paths
I go out to parties in search of shiny lips
Some guys likes guys, but i like chicks.
On drugs I spend five or ten bucks,
On beers, two or three red plastic cups.
Some prefer the hups and puffs
Some prefer sex and hugs.
Make sure you buy condoms from the store
Alcohol falls apart,
when little girls ask for more.
People have a hard time finding where to go,
but the right path is all you should know.
It's ok to fall, or even get hurt
If you can stand on your feet
your path is half way cut.
Try not to speed or stop.
Life is fake and love is not
Learn from your mistakes
and you will learn a lot.
The path has no beginning, end or middle
all you see, hear and feel is just part of a riddle.
Money is meaningless,
like hate and sorrow.
Don't wait no more, don't wait for tomorrow.
Wind, wave, wind, wave
strawberry ice cream so kids behave
Wave, wind, wave, wind
A sip of wine and rum so kids spin.
Some guys likes guys, but i like chicks.
On drugs I spend five or ten bucks,
On beers, two or three red plastic cups.
Some prefer the hups and puffs
Some prefer sex and hugs.
Make sure you buy condoms from the store
Alcohol falls apart,
when little girls ask for more.
People have a hard time finding where to go,
but the right path is all you should know.
It's ok to fall, or even get hurt
If you can stand on your feet
your path is half way cut.
Try not to speed or stop.
Life is fake and love is not
Learn from your mistakes
and you will learn a lot.
The path has no beginning, end or middle
all you see, hear and feel is just part of a riddle.
Money is meaningless,
like hate and sorrow.
Don't wait no more, don't wait for tomorrow.
Wind, wave, wind, wave
strawberry ice cream so kids behave
Wave, wind, wave, wind
A sip of wine and rum so kids spin.
Crazy World
You can ask for help
You might sense another spirit
You can have more than one smell
but everything has its own limits
You can eat my snow
You can feel the heat
You can run so slow
that you forget to use your feet
You can dig a hole
but watch out where you go
Maybe you found what someone stole
Why don't you smoke it in a bowl?
Crazy world, crazy world
Someone is looking for your soul
Crazy world
Why don't you suck, than spit and blow?
Crazy world, crazy world
Watch out for where you step
Crazy world
There are people with collars on their necks
You might have a hard night
You might love at first sight
but you have told me that before
don't give me bullshit anymore
You may think you cool
by walking late night down the street
You can skip your school
but you may fall behind the beat
You can smoke some weed
You can sniff some coce
You may think that's what you need
but you may end up with a stroke
Crazy world, crazy world
I think there's someone on your back
Crazy world
Why don't you lunch instead of snack
Crazy world, Crazy world
I think your half out of control
Crazy world
Why do I see your head explode?
You might sense another spirit
You can have more than one smell
but everything has its own limits
You can eat my snow
You can feel the heat
You can run so slow
that you forget to use your feet
You can dig a hole
but watch out where you go
Maybe you found what someone stole
Why don't you smoke it in a bowl?
Crazy world, crazy world
Someone is looking for your soul
Crazy world
Why don't you suck, than spit and blow?
Crazy world, crazy world
Watch out for where you step
Crazy world
There are people with collars on their necks
You might have a hard night
You might love at first sight
but you have told me that before
don't give me bullshit anymore
You may think you cool
by walking late night down the street
You can skip your school
but you may fall behind the beat
You can smoke some weed
You can sniff some coce
You may think that's what you need
but you may end up with a stroke
Crazy world, crazy world
I think there's someone on your back
Crazy world
Why don't you lunch instead of snack
Crazy world, Crazy world
I think your half out of control
Crazy world
Why do I see your head explode?
Replica of Hell
As I pass by the gates open
I sense something wrong
but something brings me in.
An old lady comes along
and starts to sing.
Her grumpy voice and drowsy eyes
hypnotizes me.
I walk deeper and deeper
to a place I would never like to be.
The fake pleasing blue.
Wondering folks, from old to new.
Everything is unbeatable.
Items for items from last week.
Pills for your disease make you sleep.
I walk deeper, so deep
I smell the perfume of cleaning chemicals
as sounds of baby tears
travel through my hearing channels.
The place surrounds me for miles
as I receive more pseudo smiles.
From here I must get out
The faster I run, the louder I shout
Finally it rings me a bell.
The end is close
I'm out of the replica of hell.
I sense something wrong
but something brings me in.
An old lady comes along
and starts to sing.
Her grumpy voice and drowsy eyes
hypnotizes me.
I walk deeper and deeper
to a place I would never like to be.
The fake pleasing blue.
Wondering folks, from old to new.
Everything is unbeatable.
Items for items from last week.
Pills for your disease make you sleep.
I walk deeper, so deep
I smell the perfume of cleaning chemicals
as sounds of baby tears
travel through my hearing channels.
The place surrounds me for miles
as I receive more pseudo smiles.
From here I must get out
The faster I run, the louder I shout
Finally it rings me a bell.
The end is close
I'm out of the replica of hell.
Enlightment
"What time is it?" asked the kid with huge pupils.
No one answered. Or at least no one knew. The kid continuously tryed to find something to do. But he felt as if he did not belong, no connections with the people surrounding him. Happiness trapped him for it was the only thing that mattered at the moment. In that place, time was irrelevant. Time was useless or misused. The kid kept asking for the time, and people repeatedly didn't answer or either sound could not travel, for there was no time.
Soon, the kid realizes that time was always misinterpreted. And before he knows, he wasn't a kid any more . But neither a man. He was just part of the big scene. He hadn't grown older nor younger. All he had learned was in a packed purple ball, with green electrons floating above it. The individual, who is not a man or a boy focused on the purple ball. He focused so much that it is the only thing present. The ball started moving in circles, but the boy catched it and opens the sphere in half. From that moment all came back to normal, but there was no one around. He searched he house and found all the people gathering and celebrating. Thought they were the same people as before, they were different. They had colors surrounding them. The colors were very happy and healthy. The kid looked at himself in the mirror, but there was no color, only himself. He thought he would be upset, but he had no feelings. He observed that there was a color surrounding him in fact. It was transparency. The kid was pure. The kid was enlightened.
He returned to the room where his companions were. The colors were brighter than ever, and wanted to compound with the kids aura. And soon, the kid became multi-emotional. He had the choice of emotion. He was finally together with others. He was finally one.
No one answered. Or at least no one knew. The kid continuously tryed to find something to do. But he felt as if he did not belong, no connections with the people surrounding him. Happiness trapped him for it was the only thing that mattered at the moment. In that place, time was irrelevant. Time was useless or misused. The kid kept asking for the time, and people repeatedly didn't answer or either sound could not travel, for there was no time.
Soon, the kid realizes that time was always misinterpreted. And before he knows, he wasn't a kid any more . But neither a man. He was just part of the big scene. He hadn't grown older nor younger. All he had learned was in a packed purple ball, with green electrons floating above it. The individual, who is not a man or a boy focused on the purple ball. He focused so much that it is the only thing present. The ball started moving in circles, but the boy catched it and opens the sphere in half. From that moment all came back to normal, but there was no one around. He searched he house and found all the people gathering and celebrating. Thought they were the same people as before, they were different. They had colors surrounding them. The colors were very happy and healthy. The kid looked at himself in the mirror, but there was no color, only himself. He thought he would be upset, but he had no feelings. He observed that there was a color surrounding him in fact. It was transparency. The kid was pure. The kid was enlightened.
He returned to the room where his companions were. The colors were brighter than ever, and wanted to compound with the kids aura. And soon, the kid became multi-emotional. He had the choice of emotion. He was finally together with others. He was finally one.
Silowet of Sunshine
Colors fall as letters fly
red and green fulfill the ground
as C and M fulfill the sky
Yesterday I was alive
but yet I know
That soon I'll die
Thought was early, ten till nine
You did not know i saw your crime
So give me back what it is mine
Give me the silowet of sunshine
I do agree that life is short
you must enjoy it from south to north
but you must live in the right now
do not look back, go north to south.
Appreciate the rising sun
for it is unique and it is one
and do stare,
because it has only begun.
Nothing matters
and everything needs to expand
Follow the letters,
they'll make you understand
If you work, that'll be fine
but you can fight tonight
and see the silowet of sunshine
red and green fulfill the ground
as C and M fulfill the sky
Yesterday I was alive
but yet I know
That soon I'll die
Thought was early, ten till nine
You did not know i saw your crime
So give me back what it is mine
Give me the silowet of sunshine
I do agree that life is short
you must enjoy it from south to north
but you must live in the right now
do not look back, go north to south.
Appreciate the rising sun
for it is unique and it is one
and do stare,
because it has only begun.
Nothing matters
and everything needs to expand
Follow the letters,
they'll make you understand
If you work, that'll be fine
but you can fight tonight
and see the silowet of sunshine
Neutralize
Fungi with magical powers
Plants that allow you to trip
Sometimes the whitest flower
Your brain expands till it rips
Takes you to the top of the tower
Where Daedalus and Icarus degraded by bits
Some taste bitter, others sour
Find the one that fits
Just don't sniff no powder
The five dimensional tree
catches my eyes
I'm finally free
Free of lies
The drums are happy
as I do my beat
Right now I'm a lefty
and it's pretty neat
Colors follow others
Pink and Blue
Cushions and covers
I look im the mirror
and ask myself, who?
Plants that allow you to trip
Sometimes the whitest flower
Your brain expands till it rips
Takes you to the top of the tower
Where Daedalus and Icarus degraded by bits
Some taste bitter, others sour
Find the one that fits
Just don't sniff no powder
The five dimensional tree
catches my eyes
I'm finally free
Free of lies
The drums are happy
as I do my beat
Right now I'm a lefty
and it's pretty neat
Colors follow others
Pink and Blue
Cushions and covers
I look im the mirror
and ask myself, who?
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