another page from the scrapbook..
From the horizon
Parallel sidewalks
Deserted asphalt
Abandoned playgrounds
Thousand floor residential buildings in between
Humans trapped in identical boxes
Eating identical boxes of food
Living chores
Hearing about some others
On a complete set of TV Shows and hosts
A billion different faces
Robed in single color, Grey
Slowly moving at the sound from a requiem
Hollow pupils
Peaces of hair
Dry lips and blackened teeth
Cheap make-up over the bruises
Some hip model’s photograph
Covering the bathroom’s mirror
Soap and warm polluted water
Over stiff limbs
Semi-painted nails
Distorted fingers
Some fat
Some flesh lingering
Withering
Mass media
Ripping poor people of their counterfeit properties
Mass media
Giving doomed people dreams to dream of
Air
Oxygen knocking at three locked windows
A sofa, a TV
Empty refrigerator
Trembling lights and asphyxiating curtains
Guarding sewers from sunlight
Protecting sadness from its own improvement
And in identical scenarios
Identical people live
Breathe
Dream
Of identical dreams
And similar probabilities of an equal end
A place in the sun
On a dead solar system
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Resilience
Last night I had a dream probably taken for a nightmare for those of you who are still and will continue reading this.
I was skateboarding with a friend of mine and then I met this huge group of skaters and we all went skateboarding through streets and sidewalks and roads passing at high speed through random pedestrians.
We arrive at this bar and start drinking beer, suddenly I bump my shoulder against one of three aggressive animals commonly known as irrational people, they immediately threaten me and those with me with knifes and closed fists and thrusts. Those with me or perhaps just around me crawl back into the holes of fear they live in and I'm left alone.
Walking away is not a possibility for myself and my muscles and tongue were frozen, I couldn't speak or react. I grab a sharp item that was laying over some table so I could slash their throats to forestall any similar event towards myself.
Then I just seat there, walking away would make me feel like a coward but I couldn't do or say nothing about it, my muscles were frozen.
I felt like they were daunting me so I remained there to show them they couldn't frighten me by waiting for me to have some sort of reaction. I was dead mute feeling like an idiot.
Then I woke up.
My greatest fear is me not being able to react towards anything that abruptly happens to me or around me, hence the incessant tests I put myself through every day and my constant alertness and perception. In spite of me knowing it’s impossible, I quest to achieve absolute knowledge and experience.
Only reveal your weaknesses before overcoming them if you intend to do a test to yourself.
Blog Category: Life
Playing (Music): Silence In Action
Added on: 06/11/2007 09:49:46
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