Silence |
I break the silence with an ear piercing bone shaking scream.Then silence.I return back to the darkness from where I came,Back to the darkness and the silence....Silence.
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 08:10:00 GMT |
UNTITLED |
How can I fall asleep & wake up without memories,Without suffering,The spirit free,Like someone in love...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 17:50:00 GMT |
Old Islamic Garden Text |
At the twighlight life, I remember the path I have traveled thus far.The punches, bruises & broken dreams that shaped this dismal form,A tired, bent, weakened piece of flesh...You've served me well.
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 17:49:00 GMT |
JOSEPH BEUYS |
"...& When I say, "Show it! Show the wound we have inflicted upon ourselves during the course of our development", it is because the only way to progress & become aware of it is to show it."
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 17:48:00 GMT |
O |
O is torturedO is celebratedO is bullshitO is an honest look at myselfO is...?O is copyright protectedO is copyright free...O is a reckless actionO is empowered [?]Oh...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:38:00 GMT |
TAKE |
"TAKE" verb (took, taken, taking)Get something into your hands or possession or control etc.Make use of or indulge inCarry or conveyPerform or deal withStudy or teach a subjectMake an effort or experi...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:37:00 GMT |
Barbarella |
I raise the castrated member in my right hand proudly above my head, like some kind of post John Wayne Bobbit trophy.I scream the mantra;"Long Live Romance!'Aphrodite is born
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:36:00 GMT |
"energy plan for the western man..." |
Amor es Dolor...?Born only through beauty not through pain.I feel the need to fight, not in terms of violence, but in actions & deeds.A hunger, a need, a desire & an eagerness to share.A desire to con...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:33:00 GMT |
The Only Certainties |
Bodies are rendered into statistics, memento mori's & trinkets of worth scattered like leaves in Autumn. A stone amongst stones the memorials are born; death is always certain when peace is a war to ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:32:00 GMT |
The Pendulum |
& Lo, doth the pendulum swingAs time marches on.Thou shalt,Thou wilt,Carpe diem...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 14:30:00 GMT |
