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martes, agosto 28, 2012

Ramblings

Tragedies happen, tragedies often come to pass, yet do they? Do tragedies really exist? Is this really such a cold, cruel and unwise thing to ask yourself? Nothing is taboo, everything can be questioned, deconstructed in order to be understood, to be comprehended, to find out how you feel about some things, because, others are better off just having been lived, but back to the topic at hand, tragedies... right and wrong, good and bad, these things don't exist, they are relative, everything that happens is good for some, bad for others and that's the way it's alwasy been, but if you choose a side, then, one of the most horrible things that can happen to a human being, happens, we suddenly go blind in one eye, we suddenly shift, turn into monsters, we first, argue, refuse to see each other's side, next thing you know, I'm standing in your living room, with a 9mm locked, cocked and ready to set lose your brains from your imprisoning head, or if we find that certain thing to disagree on, that can go on and on, without ever really ending, like religion, politics, nations, then the conflict never ends, it's always there, that makes us petty and ignorant beings, willing to do things that you can never come back from, yet, we remain, innocent, because though it is certainly our responsibility to evolve, the enviroment most of us are in, doesn't really let us, because of all the problems, all the noise, all the filth, all the blood, all the death, all the misery, all the hunger, all the pain, all the fear, all the fights, jesus christ, god, happiness, where and how to find it, death, wars, sex, love... how do you live, with all these things on your mind? You can't, strip them off you like dead skin that is no longer needed, and then what are you, if not, but a naked child standing in the middle of the world.  ARealRock'N'Rolla

My Girl On The Moon

Seeping into dark balls of energy,
My conscience goes,
Floating round the dirt,
Of the ground below,

Don't talk to me,
You'll only waste your breath,
There's nothing in here love,
There's nothing left,

It all froze and melted away,
With the last winter,
Beneath summer painted skies,
Friends, lovers and piercing splinters,

I used to live out the days,
Dreaming dreams of styrophoam,
And plasticine figurines,
Of places and faces I'd never seen,

But now things are dull,
Now things are grey,
You say I'm just getting old,
When I feel like I'm burnin out and drifting away,

Yet still I wonder what will happen,
When the fire goes out,
No feeling of control with the sky stripped,
Of all clouds,

I'll meet my silver girl,
with eyes so bright and skin so pale,
I'll jump into my hot air ballon,
And go to my baby's arms,
My girl on the moon

ARealRock'N'Rolla
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THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

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!
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