Lost between were and shall be |
Exhaustion is the signalTo start the slide of secretsDead letters fall from our shedding skinsPlanting history in expanses of mudHere is completionHere is compulsionHere is another rosebudTo darken th...
Posted by kbozen on Fri, 23 May 2008 02:07:00 PST |
There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide. |
Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy. All the rest whether or not the world has three dimensions, whether the mind has nine or t...
Posted by kbozen on Thu, 22 May 2008 01:48:00 PST |
This is the first thing |
This is the first thingI have understood:Time is the echo of an axeWithin a wood....
Posted by kbozen on Fri, 02 May 2008 10:31:00 PST |
L’inferno dei viventi |
L'inferno dei viventi non è qualcosa che sarà; se ce n'è uno, è quello che è già qui, l'inferno che abitiamo tutti i giorni, che formiamo stando insieme. Due modi ci sono per non soffrirne. Il primo r...
Posted by kbozen on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 11:48:00 PST |
Transmission |
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.We would have a fine time living in the night,Left to blind destruction,Waiting for our sight.And we would go on as t...
Posted by kbozen on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 02:45:00 PST |
No love lost |
Through the wire screen, the eyes of those standing outside looked inat her as into the cage of some rare creature in a zoo.In the hand of one of the assistants she saw the same instrumentwhich they h...
Posted by kbozen on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 02:41:00 PST |
