All the clocks in my house are showing the difference,
Just because are not running properly, at all;
I’m moving forward and backward in time,
Simply by walking from one room to another….
But stars don’t lie about timing, they guide us through necessity
And the beauty of their emerald quartz is the witness of the certainty born in the water hourglasses.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
The Difference
All the clocks in my house are showing the difference,
Just because are not running properly, at all;
I’m moving forward and backward in time,
Simply by walking from one room to another….
But stars don’t lie about timing, they guide us through necessity
And the beauty of their emerald quartz is the witness of the certainty born in the water hourglasses.
Just because are not running properly, at all;
I’m moving forward and backward in time,
Simply by walking from one room to another….
But stars don’t lie about timing, they guide us through necessity
And the beauty of their emerald quartz is the witness of the certainty born in the water hourglasses.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Uni-verse
I live in a bubble universe,
I wanted to, I praise to…
All kind of signs are showing to me
And I’m trying to discern and to understand them:
The dead and the living are no longer apart
In my sacred bubble.
I still not understand the idea of “them” and
“You” is just the skin of my universe sphere.
I cannot touch it just because I feel through it,
Mostly by suffering…
And portions of the “You” skin become
more and more sensitive:
This way, in my universe,
The reality is transformed into evidence.
I wanted to, I praise to…
All kind of signs are showing to me
And I’m trying to discern and to understand them:
The dead and the living are no longer apart
In my sacred bubble.
I still not understand the idea of “them” and
“You” is just the skin of my universe sphere.
I cannot touch it just because I feel through it,
Mostly by suffering…
And portions of the “You” skin become
more and more sensitive:
This way, in my universe,
The reality is transformed into evidence.
Uni-verse
I live in a bubble universe,
I wanted to, I praise to…
All kind of signs are showing to me
And I’m trying to discern and to understand them:
The dead and the living are no longer apart
In my sacred bubble.
I still not understand the idea of “them” and
“You” is just the skin of my universe sphere.
I cannot touch it just because I feel through it,
Mostly by suffering…
And portions of the “You” skin become
more and more sensitive:
This way, in my universe,
The reality is transformed into evidence.
I wanted to, I praise to…
All kind of signs are showing to me
And I’m trying to discern and to understand them:
The dead and the living are no longer apart
In my sacred bubble.
I still not understand the idea of “them” and
“You” is just the skin of my universe sphere.
I cannot touch it just because I feel through it,
Mostly by suffering…
And portions of the “You” skin become
more and more sensitive:
This way, in my universe,
The reality is transformed into evidence.
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