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Friday, June 11, 2010

diabase..dialogue

To cover the distortions in a human form..'''..
.........pervert....image.. .........
.........whispers of the wind.. .........
.........my god forgive me for my sin.. ........
.........together like it's never been..... .........
engaged in a motion..
that no one has ever seen..
.........hypocrisy...puffs of sin..
.........sour round the grounds..
eloping on a foggy stream... ..........
like spines on a cactus field... ..........
.........scalping...
middles on a scary dream ..........
.........withe..''..
energy of a human spin...
The yoke in a field of a dream ...
offerings of imitation..
like bondage in ones emotions.
.servitude..in ones imagination.. ..........
..........like a smoke screen..
..........with narrow visions of what was there. and now only seems... ........
with the consistency of paper dreams.
with gerund of the crucifix in broken dreams... ........
uncompleted actions on what-ever seems.
enjoying the sound of nothings as we get along.. ........
..........fixations of words.. ........
..........to me and come fore...
..........in a broken spirit of your only.....
seam.

to continue in a vision of nothings... .........
in the spines of the plantings..
with very red..
very bloody hands ...
promoting those views to whom ever ...understands... .........
..........Understands with blank expressions on the wideness of the sand
..........The firmness of whatever you can stand... ........
images of your...hands.. ........
for whatever you may see in there to understand..
...........Again I say.....
...........this time with OH God forgive me for my sins... .......
.in a plural phrase of the words .. .
God forgive us for our sins.

OUR SINS....

Monday, June 7, 2010

from journey to ixtlan

"...a warrior is a hunter: .............
he calculates everything,
That is control, but once his calculations are over, he acts, ............
...........that's abandon,
the mood of a warrior allows him to hold on to himself,
and let go of himself at the same time. .............
a warrior is not a leaf at the mercy of the wind,
no one can push him:
no one can make him do things against himself,
or against his better judgement. .............
a warrior is tuned to survive,
  • and he survives in the best of all possible fashions. ..............
    A warrior could be injured but not offended,
    for a warrior there is nothing offensive about the acts of his fellow man,
    as long as he himself is acting within the proper mood.... ..............
    To achieve the mood of a warrior is not a simple matter,
    it is a revolution,
    to regard our fellow men as equals is a magnificent act of the warrior's spirit. ..............
    it takes power to do that........

    ." FROM JOURNEY TO IXTLAN--THE LESSONS OF DON JUAN"
    ...................CARLOS CASTANEDA.....................

Sunday, June 6, 2010

images

your image emits a synchronized beam of energy.. ......
it is when my thoughts enter ..that stage.. .......
.........in a gaze..
.........the beauty of your eyes..
Appear to me .. like a fog..
with edges in colour .. .......
like a wide..
.........strange haze...
the color that is real..
emerald is.. ..
.........blue..and yellow too..
becomes a vitreous exertion....
a luster..
a translucence of the beauty...
  • that I see when I think of you..
    The memories of your touch..
    your being...
    ..........next to mine..
    a perceptual effort...
    a vitrification..of a love that was .. -------...--
    and now is just a memory ....

    I do live there..in that stage of love.. .........
    in that process that is.. .........
    ...........El tener todo el carino y vencer mi cuerpo para siempre.. .........
    ...........Y volver ah ti..en me mente temblando como en miedo ..

    that's always in my thinking..
    ...........pensamiento eres tu..
    ...........entre mi.. .........
    ...........Es una memoria........
    ...........memoria..nada mas..
    ...........en esta memoria es que veo yo tus ojos tan lindos..
    ...........del color de el cielo..

    un cielo maraviyoso..que cuando se acava..
    se ve el color de tu maraviyoso pelo tambien.. .........
    ...........Tanvien estan en esta memoria....
    ...........suspended in beautiful images..
    of the ones that you are..
    the way I saw you last...
    keeping me going so far...
    so far.......

    .........esta tan lejos de mi amistad...!