Material specialism, men became a clean machine
chemical adjusted to survive on these mountains
of waste,
the presence representative,
the inside probably rotten.
The psycho-analyst spreading his diagnosis
all around and created a universe
of anxious patients
trying to escape and ready to fight
for a heavenly future,
a global scientific experiment
underneath the magnanimous sun
to sustain the burned out
stock exchange.
(manipulation of a free mind)
An eye for an eye, a teeth for a teeth,
turning the other cheek,
could we be that meek,
this week I’m descending
from a luscious peak.
Monday, 18 April 2011
Saturday, 16 April 2011
Friday, 15 April 2011
A borderless centre
Mister clean is in- between to keep
the greed machine burning,
digging holes in a nuclear breeze,
eternal production
in plastic colours of the latest futuristic dream,
only for the masters of rivalry,
educated bubbles.
They came crawling from the degenerated
universities of liberty ready to explode,
lost in the mathematical complexity
of matter.
The desire to be free
from the cosmic measures,
heaven is falling
in a mystical grain of sand.
the greed machine burning,
digging holes in a nuclear breeze,
eternal production
in plastic colours of the latest futuristic dream,
only for the masters of rivalry,
educated bubbles.
They came crawling from the degenerated
universities of liberty ready to explode,
lost in the mathematical complexity
of matter.
The desire to be free
from the cosmic measures,
heaven is falling
in a mystical grain of sand.
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believe love its what you are
I spoke like a Child
I wonder
if my secret life
will become
closer
to the books
you're reading
in this dream.
if my secret life
will become
closer
to the books
you're reading
in this dream.
Friday, 1 April 2011
Electronic devices burning in the wasteland
The child descending in the underworld
to receive another message of no real importance,
the frequency is burning these fragile grounds.
Minerals stolen from the amputated
structure of the Mother to dial another number.
(apocalyptical electronic devices
in the wasteland)
Communication network
strings of flesh
energetic rainbows
in a plastic world,
Plant a tree,
a book can travel with you
for more than a lifetime,
this machine shall burn
in the deserts of Africa
next year, the hardware
will give them more knowledge
of your earthshaking desire.
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