At the end....... HERE....... at the gate of my humanity, with my experienceds diurnal and dreamlike, with geometry of insane visions in the hands of another............ an another desert of my flying on vaste obscurities. To be aircraft like your loneliness thoroughly desired,systematically constructed,genetically imposed. The shadows of sensibility,centrifuged by the experience, lie down the eyes of my obstinacy.......... and i dream another time all my existential elongations...... in an attempt to unravel the enigma of all those strangers that fix my presumption............. from the top of their vitality. Divouring the skin of a complexity that acumulates on the dream of my childhood........... i see my self in an old abandoned cinema to see the movie of your lives...... and mad because of this separation, i dissect the abdomen, and i dissolve its flesh to lubricate my empathy. Then...... rise off this my being original.............. this superiority from a few grains of sand in the hand......... Reach the lower layer of my insights..... Eliminate the ballasted humps of my deviations choises........ Reassure and raise the homunculus of past delusions....... Divert energy introspection into the look of stange companions of my relational games.......... And dont leave me alone in the theatre of my deep misunderstandings.... YOU.............................. Oh............ HOPE of MISTERY faithful mother of my fortuitous and unreal INSPIRATION........ abstract from thought..... avulse from any shape of humanity.
Posted on: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 14:17:45 +0000