Don't stop laughing.
Where does laughing come from?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Out-.-.-.-.-.-.to
Break-
fast.
Slow-
work.
Quick-
lunch.
candle-light
dinner.
Sweet-
sleep.
In
[cage]
On
[Antibiotics].
No
[Complaints].
Horses.
-Live. Love. Light. Life-
Matches.
fast.
Slow-
work.
Quick-
lunch.
candle-light
dinner.
Sweet-
sleep.
In
[cage]
On
[Antibiotics].
No
[Complaints].
Horses.
-Live. Love. Light. Life-
Matches.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
snoozed out
Poorly ventilated head
Waiting to emit air forcibly from a nose-
Obstructed by mucous
Waterlike morbid substance in eyes-
Blocking the rays of the sun
It is warned, but never arrives
Waiting to emit air forcibly from a nose-
Obstructed by mucous
Waterlike morbid substance in eyes-
Blocking the rays of the sun
It is warned, but never arrives
White Cocoon
A knock
On mind's right side
Fed-Ex deliveryman
Brought me an idea
Fragile, writted on the box
On mind's right side
Fed-Ex deliveryman
Brought me an idea
Fragile, writted on the box
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Strike a cord
Did you hear me when I was philosophizing your absences?
I wish everything was as easy as the remaining silence
after
thunder-
-storms
I wish everything was as easy as the remaining silence
after
thunder-
-storms
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Yo Ga Yo Ga Yo Ga Yo Ga...You Go
When you are short of breath
Take one breath at a time
[As far as discipline goes, and not further]
Take one breath at a time
[As far as discipline goes, and not further]
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Background of relatedness
Some can't understand
Some can't not understand
Some can't understand that they can't understand
Some can't understand that they can't not understand
Some try
Some don't try
Some try not to try
Some are quitters
Some are beginners
Some are beginning quitters
Some are quitting beginners
Some are funny
Some are not funny
Some try to be funny
Some try not to be funny
Some know that they don't know
Some don't know that they know
Some are funny and they don't know it
Some don't know that they don't know
Some don't know that they don't know even if they try to understand
Stop
Just be
Some can't not understand
Some can't understand that they can't understand
Some can't understand that they can't not understand
Some try
Some don't try
Some try not to try
Some are quitters
Some are beginners
Some are beginning quitters
Some are quitting beginners
Some are funny
Some are not funny
Some try to be funny
Some try not to be funny
Some know that they don't know
Some don't know that they know
Some are funny and they don't know it
Some don't know that they don't know
Some don't know that they don't know even if they try to understand
Stop
Just be
de part
You said that
and you left
You said that
when you left
When you said that
you left
You said that
and you left
Where you said that
you left
You said that
Where you left
You said that
and you left
Did you say that?
Did you leave?
Where to?
Good.
and you left
You said that
when you left
When you said that
you left
You said that
and you left
Where you said that
you left
You said that
Where you left
You said that
and you left
Did you say that?
Did you leave?
Where to?
Good.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Just a just a just note
Revenge is the pleasure of little minds, always be stronger than that
Which flower? the one on your grave or that in your garden?
How many times do you feed your mind?
Appreciation is the language of heart
A stamp sticks to an envelope until destination
Because saying no is art
Being one with the world is wise
But laugh at your stupidity every once in a while
When you kiss yourself in the mirror
If you didn't know how old you are, how old would you be?
Buddha saw death once and his whole life changed, how many have you seen? What happened to you?
Which flower? the one on your grave or that in your garden?
How many times do you feed your mind?
Appreciation is the language of heart
A stamp sticks to an envelope until destination
Because saying no is art
Being one with the world is wise
But laugh at your stupidity every once in a while
When you kiss yourself in the mirror
If you didn't know how old you are, how old would you be?
Buddha saw death once and his whole life changed, how many have you seen? What happened to you?
Friday, September 19, 2008
Jambalaya
Keeping self exotic has costs
In the land below heavens
White elephants take over the political soapbox
and Friedrich Nietzsche goes green, I foresee
When Freud wrestled with your dad
the fight was missing alittle redness
Recycling words in black bins:
romance, recession, revolution
Barbados and rastafarians
See how the world turned?
Urban sustainability is very conservative
I have some sort of inferiority complex
You have to be almost perfect with me
How do you take your coffee?
With cheese please
I liked to write until I read the masters
Then I realized all songs have a broken bone
In the land below heavens
White elephants take over the political soapbox
and Friedrich Nietzsche goes green, I foresee
When Freud wrestled with your dad
the fight was missing alittle redness
Recycling words in black bins:
romance, recession, revolution
Barbados and rastafarians
See how the world turned?
Urban sustainability is very conservative
I have some sort of inferiority complex
You have to be almost perfect with me
How do you take your coffee?
With cheese please
I liked to write until I read the masters
Then I realized all songs have a broken bone
Thursday, September 18, 2008
If I don't come back by 3...
Publish them in 3 classified sections.
[..goodbye delicious world, kill me softly, with bittersweet kisses..]
[..goodbye delicious world, kill me softly, with bittersweet kisses..]
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Life as Journey to Home
Back home
From home
Full of lessons
Destination unknown
Soaring soul
With journey itself
As home
From home
Full of lessons
Destination unknown
Soaring soul
With journey itself
As home
Monday, September 15, 2008
Technoformation
ItiswithgreatpleasuretoannouncemyselfresignedbrainshavebeenblownawaybythemassivegiantsIamfindingmywaythroughamassofinformationIwillthereforestopfingeringmybrainfornewimagesIpromisetostopbangingonthefourwallssurroundingthecupboardsofclosetsofmybrainandnotcreateawholenewmessofworldsbywordsbecauseifyoulookdeepenougheverythingisalreadyonthetable
Sunday, September 14, 2008
On Champ de Mars
I was only passing by in spring
when the woods were green
Highly organized structural edifice
Great reflection of beauty and magnificence
Extremely soft and fragile on the inside
Hard as a rock but weigh less than air
We are all equal
Despite our puzzling appearances
Some are equal-er on different wavelengths
Except the exploiters
With their peculiar attachments
Dogs in the coffee and mice in the tea
With a smooth whipped-cream
A blue sock in the left foot
A yellow sock in the right
On a road less travelled by
If someone spoke in the face of disagreement
Suicide could be prevented, out of alcatraz lives
Several forms of personal, academic kind
Method in madness of the madmen
Perhaps I will understand in summer
When everything is nothing out of way
When the days are long, a la rivière Sein
alittle bit of magic.
Wait, did I make sense?
..no..no..no..no..
Let me start over
.
when the woods were green
Highly organized structural edifice
Great reflection of beauty and magnificence
Extremely soft and fragile on the inside
Hard as a rock but weigh less than air
We are all equal
Despite our puzzling appearances
Some are equal-er on different wavelengths
Except the exploiters
With their peculiar attachments
Dogs in the coffee and mice in the tea
With a smooth whipped-cream
A blue sock in the left foot
A yellow sock in the right
On a road less travelled by
If someone spoke in the face of disagreement
Suicide could be prevented, out of alcatraz lives
Several forms of personal, academic kind
Method in madness of the madmen
Perhaps I will understand in summer
When everything is nothing out of way
When the days are long, a la rivière Sein
alittle bit of magic.
Wait, did I make sense?
..no..no..no..no..
Let me start over
.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
When seeing is not believing
I was healing by the green tea
When the dirty fingers came again
this time manicured, with red nailpolish.
Devoid of words, but strong smell of dried acetone.
They diagnosed me with a voluntary blindness
just because I wear my sunglasses at night.
I told them gravity picks you up when you fall
and time heals by destroying your memory.
When you talk you speak for me
and I speak for you when I talk.
I insisted on fiction being fact because dreams come true
They said come back when you're not blind kid.
Seeing is not believing you see?
[Fingers never see, they always point.]
When the dirty fingers came again
this time manicured, with red nailpolish.
Devoid of words, but strong smell of dried acetone.
They diagnosed me with a voluntary blindness
just because I wear my sunglasses at night.
I told them gravity picks you up when you fall
and time heals by destroying your memory.
When you talk you speak for me
and I speak for you when I talk.
I insisted on fiction being fact because dreams come true
They said come back when you're not blind kid.
Seeing is not believing you see?
[Fingers never see, they always point.]
Dull moments
We hung the death coat on tomorrow's shelf
to recycle today's thoughts on our chewing gums
and keep them in jars for yesterday's darkness.
to recycle today's thoughts on our chewing gums
and keep them in jars for yesterday's darkness.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Holy Moly Guacamole
Ever laughed your laughs off?
Ever laughed your cries off?
Ever missed something so badly
That even reaching it wouldn't be enough?
Ever gotten washed away with the ocean waves
And never came back?
Ever seen an orange bird in heaven
When there was only a black crow on a garbage bag?
Ever not given due time to time?
Ever laughed your cries off?
Ever missed something so badly
That even reaching it wouldn't be enough?
Ever gotten washed away with the ocean waves
And never came back?
Ever seen an orange bird in heaven
When there was only a black crow on a garbage bag?
Ever not given due time to time?
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Riding Down the Red Road
Like a cherry between the crusts of an apple pie
We all owe a timely death to god
Not my dog
We all owe a timely death to god
Not my dog
Something happened
I was waiting for it for three months
I was feeling the time in my veins
As it got closer to the day, the veins signalled stronger
I could hear the tick tocks off my hand watch
A mixed feeling of anxiousness and desire, inquiry and curiosity
I was extatic on the last day
What will happen?
Will we finally meet?
At 5:55, something happened.
I didn't go.
I was feeling the time in my veins
As it got closer to the day, the veins signalled stronger
I could hear the tick tocks off my hand watch
A mixed feeling of anxiousness and desire, inquiry and curiosity
I was extatic on the last day
What will happen?
Will we finally meet?
At 5:55, something happened.
I didn't go.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Le pure cafe
A home at the end of the world
You are a collection of events that happened in your past
Disturbing to be part of someone else's memory
Memories taking part in reality
How are you doing? Great
You? Great
Am I the only one who finds this funny?
Gloomy town but my brain was clear
Free from consuming frenzy
They enjoy the goal not the process
No ambition to be a leader
Memories are wonderful things if you don't have to deal with the past
What is lost is lost
But what is lost is irreplaceable
It hurts
Need to dissolve the barriers of self
Little details you miss and can't replace
The way the sun was shining
I missed it
Where were you?
Do you have a soul mate?
Someone who attacks you and is alive?
Mind is a machine
My brain is going to be worth 50 thousand dollars, how cheap
You think there are many people you can connect with when you are young
You realize the many times only happen very few times when you are old
Didn't you become greedy at any point?
We are on a train and it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on...
Find a balance. Give me a break.
You are a collection of events that happened in your past
Disturbing to be part of someone else's memory
Memories taking part in reality
How are you doing? Great
You? Great
Am I the only one who finds this funny?
Gloomy town but my brain was clear
Free from consuming frenzy
They enjoy the goal not the process
No ambition to be a leader
Memories are wonderful things if you don't have to deal with the past
What is lost is lost
But what is lost is irreplaceable
It hurts
Need to dissolve the barriers of self
Little details you miss and can't replace
The way the sun was shining
I missed it
Where were you?
Do you have a soul mate?
Someone who attacks you and is alive?
Mind is a machine
My brain is going to be worth 50 thousand dollars, how cheap
You think there are many people you can connect with when you are young
You realize the many times only happen very few times when you are old
Didn't you become greedy at any point?
We are on a train and it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on...
Find a balance. Give me a break.
Mandala
Something long was written
It was not published
What is written gets lost in you
Through your kaleidoscopes
Interpretations kill
You judge when you think,
and judge just as much when you don't think
Your version of stories kill my version
Something very long was written
It was not published.
It was not published
What is written gets lost in you
Through your kaleidoscopes
Interpretations kill
You judge when you think,
and judge just as much when you don't think
Your version of stories kill my version
Something very long was written
It was not published.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
From end of the world's end.
Suicide is homicide.
Homicide, a partial suicide.
Faces framed, on walls, of fame.
Homicide, a partial suicide.
Faces framed, on walls, of fame.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Timbuktu
We spent thirteen years in Timbuktu
Watching the sun set impromptu
Listening to bells tolling for whom..
Silence hiding hind the trees
Us running barefoot in forest with ease
Filling our lungs with ocean breeze
Running like quasars catching geese
Shading our only lonely needs
We didn't want to die alone
In indifferent echoes of our own
Watching the sun set impromptu
Listening to bells tolling for whom..
Silence hiding hind the trees
Us running barefoot in forest with ease
Filling our lungs with ocean breeze
Running like quasars catching geese
Shading our only lonely needs
We didn't want to die alone
In indifferent echoes of our own
Converscore
Hollow game, language named
Ping pong balls, lightweight befalls
Behind the baseline, stingy timeline
Words get served, once or twice
Hit your half of table, first
Hitting the net, opponent's ahead
Serve it well, good returns
Dance in play, think no way
Server's move is..your endplay
Ping pong balls, lightweight befalls
Behind the baseline, stingy timeline
Words get served, once or twice
Hit your half of table, first
Hitting the net, opponent's ahead
Serve it well, good returns
Dance in play, think no way
Server's move is..your endplay
A Glimpse
When I come out of the flesh
I look at the past
at the present
and see the future.
I then wonder,
Is it really worth living it all, at all?
Or would you rather change it all?
A voice then tells me from beyond
Take it one breath at a time
It is only then that it will take a life-time.
I look at the past
at the present
and see the future.
I then wonder,
Is it really worth living it all, at all?
Or would you rather change it all?
A voice then tells me from beyond
Take it one breath at a time
It is only then that it will take a life-time.
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