A piece of my thoughts and a piece of sadness combined are the major elements of my blog. Thoughts, fears, and struggles all in here.
Wednesday, November 7
Rolling in the grave will be fun
My sister has never been a fan of books or a casual reader. Trying to get her to read anything was my ultimate goal. However, it seems like I didn't make it in time, since she's now in university and has read less than 20 books in her entire 18 years of existence (including childish fairy tails). Yet few weeks ago, she started reading books and making a reasearch in order to write an essay, concerning identity. Guess what: Not only did she find out that her opinions are similar to those of Aristotelis, but also that she wants to start reading books of Plato and other philosophers.....Sounds like fun to me!
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not a reader,
read philosopher's books,
sister
Thursday, September 27
Good things happen in movies
Some nights ago a little elf came in my dreams and whispered in my ear: "Stop dreaming foolish things, dream about unrealistic things that'll make you happy, without the hope they'll actually happen. Imagining that something will change in real world, is a waste of time and of your gray matter.
An elf wandering around during September, never lies. |
Sunday, September 16
Lost People
Have your ever felt the sorrow on your skin?
Have you ever tried the sweetness of blasphemy?
Then keep the rest of us away
Since we are the source of the problem
No, don't bother to give a hand
we are already baptized in our sins
Hot burning pot of will
What would I give to change?
"Keep your demons out" read the sign
as intruding to the house of a so-called God
never accept the sacred
without checking with the landlord
Some sort of error occured
during my birth or infancy
since i was born
with an element missing
Don't make a fuss over it
it's already done
the chance you once had
is forever lost
Have you ever tried the sweetness of blasphemy?
Then keep the rest of us away
Since we are the source of the problem
No, don't bother to give a hand
we are already baptized in our sins
Hot burning pot of will
What would I give to change?
"Keep your demons out" read the sign
as intruding to the house of a so-called God
never accept the sacred
without checking with the landlord
Some sort of error occured
during my birth or infancy
since i was born
with an element missing
Don't make a fuss over it
it's already done
the chance you once had
is forever lost
Labels:
Lost People,
poem
Wednesday, September 12
Angelic Faces, a Poem of Truth
Did you know London Girl
that people with angelic faces
are the protestors of Hell?
The ones with dreadful masks
should be feared
only if you want to meet
the light of tommorow
To the next generation they wish
more for their lives
than the goods the rest have
to spent the following night
Shall the sunlight burn their skins
as if they were dead
cause the hollow of their souls
has no hope of salvation
Did you know London Girl
that Devil's manners are gentler
than those of the people with angelic faces?
that people with angelic faces
are the protestors of Hell?
The ones with dreadful masks
should be feared
only if you want to meet
the light of tommorow
To the next generation they wish
more for their lives
than the goods the rest have
to spent the following night
Shall the sunlight burn their skins
as if they were dead
cause the hollow of their souls
has no hope of salvation
Did you know London Girl
that Devil's manners are gentler
than those of the people with angelic faces?
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a poemof truth,
people with angelic faces
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