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Unspoken Word

Posted: January 24th, 2007, 5:21pm PST

It's not a mistake!!
I will utter the unspoken word,
Liberate me,
cut the cord, that captivates me...

Catch the dying echo,
of a broken soul...
grant a sudden split,
in a unified whole..

I will utter the unspoken word...
mankind

Posted: November 2nd, 2006, 9:08pm PST

Suddenly
in the mirror I saw
the distinctive colors
of pupils.

When I'm eyeless
I see my parents
falling from heaven,
with a new mirror
in which I saw
not pupils

but mankind,
in me.
human!

Posted: October 29th, 2006, 1:12am PST

I'm not this.. I always become,
unravel sheets after sheets...
Like a violent, passionate drum,
celebrating its jarring beats...

I am not a "human"... I am a process of becoming a "human"...

Photograph from: www.medien-feuerecker.de
not Me... not You

Posted: October 25th, 2006, 2:31am PDT

With an eye I saw Me..
I died,
poisoned by your blue tears.

With a blue eye, I saw You...

I died again,
with closed eyes I saw:
not Me... not You
Photographer: Howard Schatz.
non-you

Posted: October 25th, 2006, 7:25pm PDT

Gottfried Helnwein
The Song I (1981)

Knew not you
Knew not mine

Looking through the grass on which this body fell
Drunk to the sinful senses

He sees you
He sees I
The songs and tears
were I
The Walls

Posted: October 20th, 2006, 2:11am PDT

Is it possible to find a match in a donjon?
I came to realize the darkness of my donjon is not of lack of light.
And in the cracks of the stones of my donjon walls I found pleasure. I heard the sound -strange- of once my preys. Pleasure? Need I then light?

In me is Light
In my donjon I am the prey; I am the preyer.
Dangerous!

Posted: October 19th, 2006, 1:51am PDT

Like a black panther, I entered,
the secret dark donjon.
With dangerous moves, I freed,
indifferent, passive preys...

Photograph from: www.fox23news.com
entitled?

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 4:15am PDT

I couldn't tell
a sapling so old in sorrow
(or/and) a weak tree.

a sapling rooted
in asphalt.
held, and told
to "grow weak"
out of asphalt.
No Title!

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 4:10am PDT

On the road I saw,
poor shaped trees.
Crying out loud:
"hypocrites!"

Without its brancehs cutting the sky proud and free...
Tell me please.. what else shall it be?
Manifesto

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 3:53am PDT

Twodecided to have a dialogue
in which they can look at life
through words.

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Unspoken Word

Posted: January 24th, 2007, 5:21pm PST

mankind

Posted: November 2nd, 2006, 9:08pm PST

human!

Posted: October 29th, 2006, 1:12am PST

not Me... not You

Posted: October 25th, 2006, 2:31am PDT

non-you

Posted: October 25th, 2006, 7:25pm PDT

The Walls

Posted: October 20th, 2006, 2:11am PDT

Dangerous!

Posted: October 19th, 2006, 1:51am PDT

entitled?

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 4:15am PDT

No Title!

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 4:10am PDT

Manifesto

Posted: October 17th, 2006, 3:53am PDT