In this painless shell, I try to feel alive again, The mind is taking over, Yet the body cannot follow, Pain, what is pain To a rusty robot with a functioning brain And while the seasons change I stand No wind can push me back Rain cannot rust me anymore, It is just the endless search for pain That keeps pushing my brain To destroy my body.
With every passing day, the teeth of death sink deeper and deeper into our fragile flesh. Our restless spirits know that death is just a gate but uncertainty breeds fear. Hypnotized by your smile, I enter another dimension where light is the ruler. Where there is love. You are my escape from bleakness, yet it is in the dark that we glow the most.
My soul is as free as an eagle, perched on a treetop, dignified, looking at distance, seeing different colors, hearing different melodies… It vibrates with rainbow colors and a love for all humanity, and a desire to be everyone’s friend and someone’s lover. It is energy that makes me connect with everything around me: with a cloud, and grass and a pigeon and a river. It is my deepest part – it is the expression…
We are biological and spiritual beings, our intellect and our emotions uncontaminated by society and our expression an authentic human need for connection through communication and sex. The world is beyond this closed door, and this bed is an altar where we celebrate life and libido, love and an attempt to satisfy our intense hunger for closeness. These four walls are the boundaries of our boundless fantasy, where there are no names, no titles, no…
I can’t keep up with the world Since it tries to act as a double edge sword The more I kill the enemy The more it pierces through me In the end I don’t have anything to defend In the end should I pretend Not to be hurt And just smile When in fact I am about to die The string of faith are not so strong They break as you walk along Rip apart…
Oh wind that brings the joy of fresh air, Please blow my tears and take them far away, On this journey, be my guide, don’t let me die inside, Oh how bad it is to walk in circles, To painfully relieve your past day in and day out, What joy must the heavens have on our behalf, Once it’s broken, once it stopped, They will be the ones that are mocked, In their blissful blue…
Begging for love but the silence can’t reach us A dog watching from the side of the street Beware , beware of the dog it wants to eat your soul Don’t look him in the eyes or your heart will melt like ice No one is immune to the curse of that little fur ball But if you don’t hear or see him at all its easier for you Passing by like its got nothing…
