martes, marzo 13, 2012

With Life Still Shinning In My Eyes

I kissed life, and it did kiss me,
As death, too, shall kiss me,
Future, quickly, gently,
Cold, freeing, piously,

Upon the grass of green
I'll lay myself to rest,
Full of all things, felt, lived and seen,
While, of life and breath I'm stripped,

I'll think of gentle, silk hands,
That did cradle me and loved me,
That, when I'd fall, they'd pick me up and help me stand,
That would put me to sleep, that loved me,

I'll dive into the idle times of old, that I so do cherish,
Simple, ephimerous, young and warm,
It's memories I find to be antidotes to these times, tarnished and blemished,
Yet to those times I wish not, to return,

For, I would not trade the sounds of the cannons of today,
For those of the harps and charming mandolins of yore,
The moments, most exciting and gripping, in colours and shapes,
Are those of turning tides and changing currents,

I'll sing my song, I'll say my piece,
I'll dance my dance, while I can, while I must,
May I live and love, these dreams, I'll see fulfilled,
These dreams I'd dare steal, these dreams I'd dare take from the whims and chances of fate,

And when death finds me, may it do so, not satisfied,
Not fat, brown and content, yet still wanting,
For life is wasted on those who do not seek, who do not defy,
May it find me new, yet gray, young, yet old, ready, yet with life still, shinning in my eyes,

-Norberto Mujica.


Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!