I finally found the cause
of my intensities:
my disbelief in an afterlife
as we think we know it
makes me lustful
(...intensity multiplies time...)
my minutes - stretch them
make 'em hours
my hours, make them days
my days, turn them into years
years? make 'em eternal.
- I'm thirsty for meanings
AMSC - New York, 12/15/2009
quinta-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2009
sábado, 12 de dezembro de 2009
Soul Subversion
Weakness does not have a place anymore
Shake-off what made you weak
Internal frailty does not have a place
In the harsh world
Where competition
and survival
are the tone.
Toughen up; don’t be scared
the little boy that was afraid of life
does not have to be.
Humiliation originates within
it’s not an attribute of outer forces.
Shake-off what made you weak:
your absolute necessity
for people to like you.
Moral
Self
Mutilation
is no more.
AMSC – New York (Amtrak, 12/11/09)
Shake-off what made you weak
Internal frailty does not have a place
In the harsh world
Where competition
and survival
are the tone.
Toughen up; don’t be scared
the little boy that was afraid of life
does not have to be.
Humiliation originates within
it’s not an attribute of outer forces.
Shake-off what made you weak:
your absolute necessity
for people to like you.
Moral
Self
Mutilation
is no more.
AMSC – New York (Amtrak, 12/11/09)
The day that I almost died
Life’s fragile – especially when you pursue the wild side of things.
Subway station, silence
rats were all over the place.
In Brooklyn waiting for the G train
4 am
heavy air.
Me and my wingman friend decided to cross the tracks to the opposite side,
defying boredom and death.
But we deliberated – even drunk
that it was probably a stupid thing to do:
we would trip fall down and be electrocuted
so we decided to wait ‘till another day
when ethanol is low in our bloods and reason clear
to try the deed without any fear
AMSC – New York, 12/12/2009
Subway station, silence
rats were all over the place.
In Brooklyn waiting for the G train
4 am
heavy air.
Me and my wingman friend decided to cross the tracks to the opposite side,
defying boredom and death.
But we deliberated – even drunk
that it was probably a stupid thing to do:
we would trip fall down and be electrocuted
so we decided to wait ‘till another day
when ethanol is low in our bloods and reason clear
to try the deed without any fear
AMSC – New York, 12/12/2009
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