Showing posts with label human. Show all posts
Showing posts with label human. Show all posts

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Worlds inside people

The head is in a clamp, pressed and oppressed by lies from the one side and more lies on the other. A subversive mean to occupy everything that describes us as human, whispering us to close our minds and become erasers; build a unique endemic region with sick traps, and let thought die there. To be human should be a sin. These subliminal perversions are aiming to arrest us in front of the media and nail us on it, watch it with envy as life goes by… when the only ruling force in this world is hunger.

But… our kind is kind, young, curious and brave, and we promise a lot. We know that understanding and compassion bring joy, that knowledge is an omen of survival, and that love for others is the driving force of things. Our future depends on how much we get acquainted with ourselves. Those worlds inside people!

Reminders that man has fully developed in what he truly is, just to stand amazed.


Monday, August 10, 2015

Hunters and gatherers



Perception is grown and nurtured, changing constantly, moving from shape to shape, increasing in volume and mass. In other incidents it’s shrinking into something, maybe nothing. Either way, perception is a gate of the soul. Through that opening it creates forms of the soul, beautiful or deformed; in any case, predictable only in a probability, as a percentage – a part of the whole.



So, we become expeditors of dreams, or not. No matter whatever happens, we become a collection of consequences, sometimes with reasons sometimes without. By abusing the dilatation of time we strive to gather memories and rearrange them according to our liking, we accept or deny people, we chase for ideals and goals, we hunt for prey… we are fragments of everything and anything, many districts in a single person – the beauty of human existence!



Any which way, it’s all very simple actually… after so many eons passed, thousands of generations of mosaic evolution… and we’re still hunters and gatherers :)


Monday, August 3, 2015

Magic;)


Magic is reign of the soul, a horizon at the far end of things, high above all kingdoms of heaven, far beyond deepest tars of hell. She places ground into those remote layers of air, a ground where human imagination begins to roam free… this realm of the soul, out of time and beyond dimensions, endless – just like the soul herself.

Magic is revealed for the naked eye, all she requires is having a little faith, she feeds and grows only on faith. Through thin strings she connects daydreaming with reality and dreams with all waken worlds, she’s a clear border separating apart lies from the single truth – because truth has no plural.

A condition, this affinity to be seduced by the source of all colors, and for the life of me – I am seduced! Magic can be only defined as charms and beauty, imperfect and incomplete, as they’re meant to be!

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Digital Alchemists


They blame us that we’re morally depraved and our souls are possessed by dark arts, that we’re actually seduced by the occult. They warn that our minds are deranged in perversity and that our habits are violation of the human form. They alert that our corrupt practices are against nature, opposite of everything pure and innocent. But they say there’s cure for our diseases, we need to repent. What they want is control… what they are, is actually “older than movies" :)))

Our restlessness is the pleasure of living, deranged in its depravity as it is. The occult has taught us about the secret ways of the human soul, in there we find our true selves. The nature is not dark, we enjoy unbalanced love for the human form. Free from masks or any false pretenses, we wonder this Earth celebrating life, since we're true to ourselves. The perversity we hold most dear in the heart is only a healthy expression of our own sexuality. We’re curious, our thirst is to seek for new elements, we’re digital alchemists. Innocence and peace in the spirit are anomalies, we yearn for more since there’s more of us. This restlessness which is a guide through the rivers of time has made us beyond repent, impossible in the possibility to be caged…

We lost our sense of redemption, we don’t want to be safe from sin… we need to be in the middle of it ;)