Mirrors

Mirrors and stars

Are all around

Trapping the humanity

Into something

Great and undeniable

Mirrors are the stars

Of starring windows

Mirrors

Mirrors and stars

Are all around

Trapping the humanity

Into something

Great and undeniable

Mirrors are the stars

Of starring windows

true

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To the heights

To the depths

To the desperate

To the ultimate

To the loneliness

To the looseness

To the uproar

To the unfold

Through God 

true

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To the heights

To the depths

To the desperate

To the ultimate

To the loneliness

To the looseness

To the uproar

To the unfold

Through God 

Itself

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Being lonely,

It’s not so desperate

To becoming

One new

For the inside,

The upper

Of Itself.

Itself

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Being lonely,

It’s not so desperate

To becoming

One new

For the inside,

The upper

Of Itself.

so far

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Travelling so far

So the depth is becoming

The Single itself

You’re in the position of

A merchant who wants

To develop a

New method of

Poetastry

so far

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Travelling so far

So the depth is becoming

The Single itself

You’re in the position of

A merchant who wants

To develop a

New method of

Poetastry

I could

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Lens of the convexity

Helping us to reside

On a small injection

In formation of the sphere

On the integrity of a

Disposition of natural mood

Being so alone

That I could scream inside

…

I could

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Lens of the convexity

Helping us to reside

On a small injection

In formation of the sphere

On the integrity of a

Disposition of natural mood

Being so alone

That I could scream inside

…

My ascendance

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Spectator of my destiny

I hunted for more and

I found less

I’m now rejected on the

Sides of posterity

Since no one remembers

My ascendance

My ascendance

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Spectator of my destiny

I hunted for more and

I found less

I’m now rejected on the

Sides of posterity

Since no one remembers

My ascendance

my own

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No one will help me

Not even my friends

Especially them

I’m in an odd position

To reject all interventions

Either bad or good

Being without time

Of my own

Searching for the city

Of the lost pilgrims

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No one will help me

Not even my friends

Especially them

I’m in an odd position

To reject all interventions

Either bad or good

Being without time

Of my own

Searching for the city

Of the lost pilgrims

Making waves

Making waves seems simple

Describing them is difficult

But discovering the only truth

Behind them

Is a tough job

Which can be seen as a

Reward to the “extractor”

Making waves

Making waves seems simple

Describing them is difficult

But discovering the only truth

Behind them

Is a tough job

Which can be seen as a

Reward to the “extractor”

formation

Self and ‘scaping from it

It’s a good formation

For starting anew

Impressions are possible

Only in a few ways

Of thought

formation

Self and ‘scaping from it

It’s a good formation

For starting anew

Impressions are possible

Only in a few ways

Of thought

dissolution

As I note this

Seemingly it’s The Sensation

Of no escape

This World will end

In trembling

For Self dissolution

dissolution

As I note this

Seemingly it’s The Sensation

Of no escape

This World will end

In trembling

For Self dissolution

hyper-vigilance

Rabies as hyper-vigilance
Dreams as convolution
Of our space-time
Internal speaking as
Concrete manufacturing
Into reality of convex

hyper-vigilance

Rabies as hyper-vigilance
Dreams as convolution
Of our space-time
Internal speaking as
Concrete manufacturing
Into reality of convex

impossible

Nowhere to abide
Nowhere to initiate
Standing all around
Into frozen position
‘Cause of a law
All time forgotten
But not for the
Bidden

impossible

Nowhere to abide
Nowhere to initiate
Standing all around
Into frozen position
‘Cause of a law
All time forgotten
But not for the
Bidden

nobody hears

The forest knows my
Trees which falls
Without any sounds
‘Cause nobody hears them
I live from one ‘attack’ to my conscience
To another
Experiencing fabricated anxiety

nobody hears

The forest knows my
Trees which falls
Without any sounds
‘Cause nobody hears them
I live from one ‘attack’ to my conscience
To another
Experiencing fabricated anxiety

Manipulating my states

Manipulating my states
Of sensations
Such as
Beginning to feel anxious
About the real world
In which I live
Even the most
Easily seemed a dreadful

Manipulating my states

Manipulating my states
Of sensations
Such as
Beginning to feel anxious
About the real world
In which I live
Even the most
Easily seemed a dreadful

the old overture

Theater of scallops
Inside the castle in old ruins
Only the fool
Is playing the old overture
Centred to human condition
On this land of hatred

the old overture

Theater of scallops
Inside the castle in old ruins
Only the fool
Is playing the old overture
Centred to human condition
On this land of hatred

shores never attainable

Thinking on thinking
Ships showing themselves
On shores never attainable
Sailors with thoughts
On impossible seas
Working for dispensable

shores never attainable

Thinking on thinking
Ships showing themselves
On shores never attainable
Sailors with thoughts
On impossible seas
Working for dispensable

Books expressing

Writing about other writing
Closure of integrum
Books expressing
Others feelings
And admitting almost
Real behavior in their
Revue

Books expressing

Writing about other writing
Closure of integrum
Books expressing
Others feelings
And admitting almost
Real behavior in their
Revue

Torments

Torments of soul
Wanting to be
Enclosed into a
Evanescence of sentiments
Pervading the ocean
Of intrusions
Legate into eternity

Torments

Torments of soul
Wanting to be
Enclosed into a
Evanescence of sentiments
Pervading the ocean
Of intrusions
Legate into eternity

the emulation

My window is like a
Spaceship opening
Vast emotionals are
In the emulation
People of all ages are
In pilgramage to my
Territory
And the only still
Is my spaceship
Awaiting for the better

the emulation

My window is like a
Spaceship opening
Vast emotionals are
In the emulation
People of all ages are
In pilgramage to my
Territory
And the only still
Is my spaceship
Awaiting for the better

Guiding thru

Hyperbolic of space
Guiding thru convexity
Into laxity of emotions
Oculars of thoroughness
Pending in the meantime

Guiding thru

Hyperbolic of space
Guiding thru convexity
Into laxity of emotions
Oculars of thoroughness
Pending in the meantime

ruins

From my chamber
I see ruins and desolation
My body is suffering
Due to expired medicines
Of times to come
The dwellings are dusty
And childrens are still playing

ruins

From my chamber
I see ruins and desolation
My body is suffering
Due to expired medicines
Of times to come
The dwellings are dusty
And childrens are still playing

To uncover

Too much light
The eyes hurt
So many unfinished projects
Waiting for the right moment
To uncover their contents
And is a beautiful morning
Covering the horizon

To uncover

Too much light
The eyes hurt
So many unfinished projects
Waiting for the right moment
To uncover their contents
And is a beautiful morning
Covering the horizon

convex concavity

Convexity of my room is
Exposed to the world by
Concavity forming
Lens by which I see
The world in the complex
Forms and shapes
Thus I don’t need to
Travel too much for
Being aware of my destiny

convex concavity

Convexity of my room is
Exposed to the world by
Concavity forming
Lens by which I see
The world in the complex
Forms and shapes
Thus I don’t need to
Travel too much for
Being aware of my destiny

Luminosity

The space is altered
By numerous interventions
Is shrinking in a rate
Imperceptible to
The common senses
Is becoming a lens through
Luminosity

Luminosity

The space is altered
By numerous interventions
Is shrinking in a rate
Imperceptible to
The common senses
Is becoming a lens through
Luminosity

Revolving

Mining the depths
Of the soul
Integrating mine flowers
Into existence of
Dawns
Mines are nights
Which announce the
Revolving Sun

Revolving

Mining the depths
Of the soul
Integrating mine flowers
Into existence of
Dawns
Mines are nights
Which announce the
Revolving Sun

Gangrene

Gangrene in my soul
Multiplication of errors
Sublimation on routing
The fairness is to apodictic
Truth is just a word
In many facets

Gangrene

Gangrene in my soul
Multiplication of errors
Sublimation on routing
The fairness is to apodictic
Truth is just a word
In many facets

Dictate the destiny

Deites of old times
Dictate the destiny
Of other times
And interfere
With the present
For altering the
Fate

Dictate the destiny

Deites of old times
Dictate the destiny
Of other times
And interfere
With the present
For altering the
Fate

Storm in progress

Black clouds menacing
The horizon
Eurythmic placed on
Versification
Are indulgent to the
Storm in progress
Sailors know better
That a shiny day
Will appear afterall

Storm in progress

Black clouds menacing
The horizon
Eurythmic placed on
Versification
Are indulgent to the
Storm in progress
Sailors know better
That a shiny day
Will appear afterall

beyond imagination

Onestity in deeds
Paradigm in insolence
Sufferings beyond imagination
And lack of introspective
Confronting destiny of
Oposition in all

beyond imagination

Onestity in deeds
Paradigm in insolence
Sufferings beyond imagination
And lack of introspective
Confronting destiny of
Oposition in all

I stood

I’m tired of predominance
Into my life
Of interference
My body is a map of
Suffocating aches
And the luggage I carry
Is to heavy to be transported
From a shore to another
I stood like a stone
Praying for quietude

I stood

I’m tired of predominance
Into my life
Of interference
My body is a map of
Suffocating aches
And the luggage I carry
Is to heavy to be transported
From a shore to another
I stood like a stone
Praying for quietude

edge of inexistent

New developments
On the edge of inexistent
Carousel of living
Balls of fire
Enclosed by airiness
Imperfection in all
Closure into semiotics

edge of inexistent

New developments
On the edge of inexistent
Carousel of living
Balls of fire
Enclosed by airiness
Imperfection in all
Closure into semiotics

ideograms

It is a shouting in me
Waiting to transform
Into scream
So much agony
Than Sun will transform
Into a ball filled
With acidity
And the ideograms of stars
Are showing the path
Through the recovery

ideograms

It is a shouting in me
Waiting to transform
Into scream
So much agony
Than Sun will transform
Into a ball filled
With acidity
And the ideograms of stars
Are showing the path
Through the recovery

edict

Substantiality in a soul
Conveyed to other realm
Exfoliated by sensations
Into the darknes of doom
The only path is
Forbidden in edict

edict

Substantiality in a soul
Conveyed to other realm
Exfoliated by sensations
Into the darknes of doom
The only path is
Forbidden in edict

haunting

My movements are slow
The convexity of ambiance
Is altered by claustrophoby
Indigenous haunting my
Dreams of crepuscular
Endings of all
Initiatives
And feeling lost
In the nightmare of
Wake

haunting

My movements are slow
The convexity of ambiance
Is altered by claustrophoby
Indigenous haunting my
Dreams of crepuscular
Endings of all
Initiatives
And feeling lost
In the nightmare of
Wake

Only closing

So many dreams
Maturing within ages
Only closing of Death
Will put a closure
To the fervency
Of pigeons and hunted
Deers

Only closing

So many dreams
Maturing within ages
Only closing of Death
Will put a closure
To the fervency
Of pigeons and hunted
Deers

in the daylight

The sound of trees
Colapsing into deep forest
No-one to hear
Yet the moon in the daylight
Witnesses the impossible
Dream of Nature

in the daylight

The sound of trees
Colapsing into deep forest
No-one to hear
Yet the moon in the daylight
Witnesses the impossible
Dream of Nature

thoughts experiments

Space is deformed
Because ofdecalate time
So many thoughts experiments
Are turning the history
Into something
As pastiche

thoughts experiments

Space is deformed
Because ofdecalate time
So many thoughts experiments
Are turning the history
Into something
As pastiche

Washed away

Sun is shining over
My surroundings
Is a yellow turning into
Bright white
All the misery of the world is
Washed away and remains
Are clean

Washed away

Sun is shining over
My surroundings
Is a yellow turning into
Bright white
All the misery of the world is
Washed away and remains
Are clean

trying

Indulgence on orchestral
Playing of the ether
The mortals are trying to reach
The heights by hymns
In instrumentation
And prayers
Never obsolete

trying

Indulgence on orchestral
Playing of the ether
The mortals are trying to reach
The heights by hymns
In instrumentation
And prayers
Never obsolete

imaginary axis

Time in it’s linearity
Offers no consolation
On imaginary axis
Time plays a role of defining
Structural arrangement
To the phenomena
Past mixt with present
And future ready to be reached

imaginary axis

Time in it’s linearity
Offers no consolation
On imaginary axis
Time plays a role of defining
Structural arrangement
To the phenomena
Past mixt with present
And future ready to be reached

Binoculars

Binoculars for real
Earth in boots
The forst in its wild
And adventurous spirit

Binoculars

Binoculars for real
Earth in boots
The forst in its wild
And adventurous spirit

confronting situation

Contracting the inner
Is a confronting situation
Terminate the carbon
And the star will collapse
Time and space will be
Singular in their glooming

confronting situation

Contracting the inner
Is a confronting situation
Terminate the carbon
And the star will collapse
Time and space will be
Singular in their glooming

inner soul

More and more the
Space is collapsing into itself
The crowd shivers
In timeless anguish
Line is on the verge
Protecting the inner soul
From the dooming

inner soul

More and more the
Space is collapsing into itself
The crowd shivers
In timeless anguish
Line is on the verge
Protecting the inner soul
From the dooming

blisters

Arising in time
The spatial ordonate
On the sky
Indiferency of souls
Made stars blowing
Into blisters of feelings
Which alters the mornings
Of blues

blisters

Arising in time
The spatial ordonate
On the sky
Indiferency of souls
Made stars blowing
Into blisters of feelings
Which alters the mornings
Of blues

crepuscular

City dust covering
The heights of hills
Over the horizon
The lanscape changing
Hourly into crepuscular
Leads to blues
And mourning
Time is transforming into
Black
Hours are chaotic
And the Entire is crashing

crepuscular

City dust covering
The heights of hills
Over the horizon
The lanscape changing
Hourly into crepuscular
Leads to blues
And mourning
Time is transforming into
Black
Hours are chaotic
And the Entire is crashing

Antennas

Bending the space
So that the desolation
Never impacts
The convexity of
Antennas converging
Between News and Oldies
And remaining prostrating

Antennas

Bending the space
So that the desolation
Never impacts
The convexity of
Antennas converging
Between News and Oldies
And remaining prostrating

broken

Living in space
As a part of a broken glass
Never to find the
Missing whole
Of indulgent puzzle
Is to be an outcast
Of space itself
Better changing the
Perception
Into an insectoid one

broken

Living in space
As a part of a broken glass
Never to find the
Missing whole
Of indulgent puzzle
Is to be an outcast
Of space itself
Better changing the
Perception
Into an insectoid one

masks

Regalia of soul
Into spatial mélange
Theater of masks
Waiting for a sign
To uncover the play
Which will alter the
Dimensional in sensations
Of ephemeron
Lasting as long as the cortina

masks

Regalia of soul
Into spatial mélange
Theater of masks
Waiting for a sign
To uncover the play
Which will alter the
Dimensional in sensations
Of ephemeron
Lasting as long as the cortina

Convexity

I feel the space around me
Reconfiguring into a lens
Able to adjust the abnormality
Of conjunctural into
Convexity of present
Time is unimportant ‘cause
Is trapped into the vortex
Of imaginary

Convexity

I feel the space around me
Reconfiguring into a lens
Able to adjust the abnormality
Of conjunctural into
Convexity of present
Time is unimportant ‘cause
Is trapped into the vortex
Of imaginary

disguise for soul

Spatial anomalies
Into tiny cups of tea
Reflecting a face
Resembling our ancestor
Is a disguise for soul
Ilness and delusional
Behaviorism toward
The secrets of a phantom

disguise for soul

Spatial anomalies
Into tiny cups of tea
Reflecting a face
Resembling our ancestor
Is a disguise for soul
Ilness and delusional
Behaviorism toward
The secrets of a phantom

explorer of sensations

Looking through the window
The space is warped
The scenery is apparent
To the eyes into the
Continuous movement
Of the Earth and
I feel like an explorer
Of sensations pushed
To the extreme

explorer of sensations

Looking through the window
The space is warped
The scenery is apparent
To the eyes into the
Continuous movement
Of the Earth and
I feel like an explorer
Of sensations pushed
To the extreme

the imperfections

Space in unfolding
The reamains through
The mirror
Attempting the imperfections
Of the convexity
Into an honest reflection
Impossible to achieve
Within spatial anomalies

the imperfections

Space in unfolding
The reamains through
The mirror
Attempting the imperfections
Of the convexity
Into an honest reflection
Impossible to achieve
Within spatial anomalies

other sphere

In this afternoon of sunshine
And surreal luminosity
The surroundings seem to pertain
To other sphere
Like the space was shifting to
Anew
The other era alter the feelings
With anxiety and bitterness
Windy formations appears
As witnesses of overall changes

other sphere

In this afternoon of sunshine
And surreal luminosity
The surroundings seem to pertain
To other sphere
Like the space was shifting to
Anew
The other era alter the feelings
With anxiety and bitterness
Windy formations appears
As witnesses of overall changes

Enterprise

In space as we know it
Events are happening
We cannot intervene
In the very fabric of it
To transform the
Spatial configurations
Will be an adventurous
Enterprise to alter the
Continuum in our way
Of continuous progress

Enterprise

In space as we know it
Events are happening
We cannot intervene
In the very fabric of it
To transform the
Spatial configurations
Will be an adventurous
Enterprise to alter the
Continuum in our way
Of continuous progress

space

Three dimensional space can
Be very fictious
Filled wit objects
With their own scope
Exalt in us feelings in atmosphere
Covered with memories from
Other times though
In the same space

space

Three dimensional space can
Be very fictious
Filled wit objects
With their own scope
Exalt in us feelings in atmosphere
Covered with memories from
Other times though
In the same space

aquarium

I’like in aquarium
My possibilitie are limited and
I see the tremor outside the glass
The fellows of mine are free to
Watch me, even to feed
The beings confined with me
Alienate my state of mind
And hopefully will be a day of liberation
Into the Ocean of possibilities

aquarium

I’like in aquarium
My possibilitie are limited and
I see the tremor outside the glass
The fellows of mine are free to
Watch me, even to feed
The beings confined with me
Alienate my state of mind
And hopefully will be a day of liberation
Into the Ocean of possibilities

contours

The door throug reality suddenly shuts
I remain myself with my thoughts
Is dark but I can manage
Even
The spectators are the only
contours of my memories

contours

The door throug reality suddenly shuts
I remain myself with my thoughts
Is dark but I can manage
Even
The spectators are the only
contours of my memories

a day tormented

A pill and life begins to shine
Fortunately I don’t need it anymore
And this sun altering with rain
Over my top
Is the beginnig of a day tormented
Only by old demons

a day tormented

A pill and life begins to shine
Fortunately I don’t need it anymore
And this sun altering with rain
Over my top
Is the beginnig of a day tormented
Only by old demons

mortification

I’m tired of tiredness
The Sun is shining as mortification
Waits to be illuminate
Clowds of spectral figure
Traverse the ocean of the sky into
Debusolate ordering
Of old arrangement

mortification

I’m tired of tiredness
The Sun is shining as mortification
Waits to be illuminate
Clowds of spectral figure
Traverse the ocean of the sky into
Debusolate ordering
Of old arrangement

adjacency

Claustrophobe in thougts
Inside the brain is a melange
Of thinking absobing reality
In its adjacency
Go and be free

adjacency

Claustrophobe in thougts
Inside the brain is a melange
Of thinking absobing reality
In its adjacency
Go and be free

synthesize

Combining the real Soul with
Its Self will be a
Conjecture of Mind
I don’t mind if guessing
Is normality but if
Congregate thoughts are in a row
What to impeach
Listen and feel free
To synthesize

synthesize

Combining the real Soul with
Its Self will be a
Conjecture of Mind
I don’t mind if guessing
Is normality but if
Congregate thoughts are in a row
What to impeach
Listen and feel free
To synthesize

be decomposed

White is a good color
Never better than combining all
In one
Can be decomposed
Yes
With remaining into consciousness
Of durability and duality
Sunset of another Sun
In conjunction with my Soul
Of infinite duration
Is to be understod
Within obliterations on Semantics

be decomposed

White is a good color
Never better than combining all
In one
Can be decomposed
Yes
With remaining into consciousness
Of durability and duality
Sunset of another Sun
In conjunction with my Soul
Of infinite duration
Is to be understod
Within obliterations on Semantics

through my windows

I’m feeling in a super-human way
This writing is imposed by
Conscience and Now I evade to
Normality:
The Sun is shining through my windows
And everything is white and bright
I cannot perceive any spot of
Indulgence
Classical music of last centuries
Show of celestial
Into ruins of speaking

through my windows

I’m feeling in a super-human way
This writing is imposed by
Conscience and Now I evade to
Normality:
The Sun is shining through my windows
And everything is white and bright
I cannot perceive any spot of
Indulgence
Classical music of last centuries
Show of celestial
Into ruins of speaking

all looking

Where is the place
Of reliability
Of social trustworthiness
We are all looking
For it
Believe and do not search

all looking

Where is the place
Of reliability
Of social trustworthiness
We are all looking
For it
Believe and do not search

Conversation 1

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Arthur: You are a speaker with loud voice but ’ must avoid the noise of your body …
Benjamin: Thanks, ‘ think I can do that. What do you want to express?
Arthur: The reality: to and from the origins.
Benjamin: Okay. I will start with questions related to human condition in front of God. With this accomplishment I’ll move forward to the destiny of Man.
Arthur: Will be a combination of struggle between Good and Evil and compassion for losting the Soul.
Benjamin: I understand. Tomorrow I’ll start the task. So, good day!
Arthur: Good day to you, pilgrim.

Conversation 1

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Arthur: You are a speaker with loud voice but ’ must avoid the noise of your body …
Benjamin: Thanks, ‘ think I can do that. What do you want to express?
Arthur: The reality: to and from the origins.
Benjamin: Okay. I will start with questions related to human condition in front of God. With this accomplishment I’ll move forward to the destiny of Man.
Arthur: Will be a combination of struggle between Good and Evil and compassion for losting the Soul.
Benjamin: I understand. Tomorrow I’ll start the task. So, good day!
Arthur: Good day to you, pilgrim.

in general

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Something to add
To the general nonsense
Of the subsistence
Is to substract the
Important from the trash

in general

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Something to add
To the general nonsense
Of the subsistence
Is to substract the
Important from the trash

Inside outside

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Outside the windows
Is a place of fear and anguish
Inside me is peace
And beginning of dawn
Choose whatever suits …

Inside outside

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Outside the windows
Is a place of fear and anguish
Inside me is peace
And beginning of dawn
Choose whatever suits …

secret

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Navigating through waters
Impossible to cut
Is to discover a face
Into the crowd
Leaning to fear
A secret place
Of immortality

secret

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Navigating through waters
Impossible to cut
Is to discover a face
Into the crowd
Leaning to fear
A secret place
Of immortality