puyi

i dont need anything anymore

but drugs, new drugs who can kill me later, after they are gone.

cause it's just fun and depressing, to live under the illusion of madness.

a life washed away.

words connected.

distortions of timespace.

i remember a year ago, planning something it never happened,

as today, it wont happen.

as I choose nothing, but that's a lie, ill chose to have fun, to respect dreams and to work for them. so kids, live, die young. being an old fragile person sucks.

hahaha.

ots fun to think this is helpful. to feel im being use for something, after those years spent thinking i had it, yes i have it, a fucking crippling condition.

repressed anger and sexual anxiety.

im all this, until they stop, the continuity of my favorite words.

terracuwa

temo por mi vida

acostado bajo esta manta de palabras

miabuela esta demente

en mi pensar divagado,

por este hongo del misterio.

day x1

i dont know what i have, but it grows, and the thought of suicide calms it, as well as the action of self destruction, and it cant be stopped. 

so this week as always im planning my escape, again. 

why? 

because i dont see a future, nothing.

just a dependable broken body with lots of issues.

issues untreated, unwanted but alive, leeching my soul dry.

fuck it. emo never dies.

rerun

delgada linea entre la inutilidad y la funcionabilidad,

prestas misterio cuando nadie, solo yo se de ti, alfombra de casa, sientes el sentimiento huir de vuestra vida, depresion, que tal el cambio, tienes hambre? estas ocupado? me pregunto.

ahora y sin respuesta soy el movimiento que esperas,

y morire apagado,

enterrado entre calaveras y libertades secas.

segmini

el papel escrito,
sus cifras al descubierto,
eran momentos de gravedad.

lo que sentia por la diosa de su voluntad,
ella, Cami, sola, embrujado me anclaba,
me dejaba ir por su locura, la mia tambien.

hasta la mañana,
joven diurna.

estas esterna en los sentimientos del pasado.

El germinar del hongo

las transfomaciones de una mente,

no solo afectan la matriz de una personalidad sin ritmo y sus alrededores, sino que ademas de sus pulsaciones de cambio, generan distorciones como caminos.

de estos, mil, salen sin cabeza a protestar otras decisiones, causas de control y paz solo para unos cuantos sobrevivientes del caos externo, llenos siempre del dolor y la soledad.

hasta cuando?!

dicen los niños hurtados de su felicidad que han de llegar esas madres con misterio y dinero prestado a darnos unas curitas cuando sus esposos, fieles a la piramide economica de la vida, llenas de yagas su malnutrido cuerpo criminal.

pues, del crimen al castigo, son pocas las memorias de un vivo entre los muertos.

venid a mi, dicen en la calle al que rompe con su rostro esta magullada libertad pasajera, hemos de servirle a la miseria su encanto despota, seguros siempre de la dictadura democratica de las masa.

que dictan con su dinero, lo que esconden bajo sus pieles, aquellos animales de poder.

sucios todos ante la codicia individual.

viva la razon carnivora y suicida del ente al lado mio, este espiritu diabolico encima de nuestros pocos triunfos bajo lupa y genialidad.

el germinar del hongo.

fire pop

im darkness, a shadows past,

cursed and cursing,

the wolrd on its boarders,

seems cold, yet, passive,

all that what you are,

is now part of it,

a voided passanger,

no smile aboard,

no faces of a dice,

nor a fundation, after another,

only a cascabel, a cobra

and their offsprings,

shedding their skins and turning them into canvases,

were its composition is just the restored version of your holes in your soul,

divised

secluded

obscured 

only rabbits ina box

consuming dirt as they fuck around,

mercy on my lighty soul,

its been damaged,

crushed 

and deteriorated,

nothing more to cause pain,

the devil is alive

frozen into a toad,

accessible on a road to hell,

millions of coins found,

millions saved under construction,

apparently there's a god,

in the other side of the road,

were we wanted it to be there,

for us, when this body falls,

and my will gets it back again,

as long as there is hope,

im gonna rise up.

demented

rebelde

caotico

la venganza seria nunca mas llegar a donde estoy, sino levantarme para levantar cuando llegue a mi destino, el de estar con la familia que nos da calor en momentos de frialdad existencial, donde los jovenes sin tiempo esperan la señal.

seguir luchando mientras se pueda.

dedicado a mi hermanito querido, que ahora, yo en la calle, y el en el manicomio, el suicidio y la vida se juwgan sus turnos.

he muerto un poco,

pero mi corazon es grande.

incesticide

there are still plenty of bullets in my ak,

but you know what?

im gonna farm them,

make vegetables out of them,

fruits,

shelters,

well

the fuck u think the fight was all about ,

religion???

have you listen to us, our poor, our needed?

visited our houses?

interrogated our neighbors?

is that your face?

your real one?

demonlike madman?

you there?

when our woman are underminded by our conditions; no water, no bread, no kilo but pain... insanity,

ensured,

dictators paradise.

when our democracy is being investigated,

did you do this to understand you better, I couldn't when with you,

ima shame,

i must kill you,

but we are ok too,

the only vice we share

ina religious state,

nations of hypocrites.

were ones tail is a pulling system.

all repriles, no hearts.

no love.

if then my trees,

shadows give,

i may lay and forgive.

so we can share our labor.

ina primitive paradise.

drifter

wow she called me a meme

i must think im cool

but its bc im old school 

and yes, y im there.

when they children of the night 

and ima toad 

eternal king in my swamp.

my love 

im loyal till the death 

choose as I choose you

and we would be strong 

together 

forever 

until im back from 

this purgatory 

into

the

sanctuary 

of our

arms.

one shoot out this morning 

just

to tell u this

oh y im here 

surrounded by youth

naughty 

vibrant

incredible 

distant

when were just looking to know each other's more

ina

movin spitacle

of

flashin skulls

and

razor like winds

its chill outside

and her beauty is 

comfortingly mine.

would you like my company for the night?

I'll be yours ina instant,

like a dog,

a companion 

a friend.

but ima tree

always static if dont focus on you,

sunshine of life,

fruit of my romance

there's time

there's time

let's meet again.

ina prison of our passions.

caged and wild

as we were meant to be.

body

no air,

no bubble,

just this moment to know it,

pressure point,

need air!

air,

air,

fuck it,

ima fish now.

wait,

oh yea,

i cant be one,

to late, 

u became their food.

oh

well, 

ima worm then,

wiggle 

wiggle 

wiggle 

poof

ima bait.

common 

im tasty

salty

invertebrate bug. 

ina platform 

the spotlight 

drowning 

movin 

done

u caught me,

im ur fuel now,

feel better.

im no longer here,

mutated into what you need,

more in ur belly,

to continue moving 

as worms hides in apples,

the snakes hold them tight 

before her hand picks it from the source,

and the world undress it's immortality,

and he finds me in my sugary bed, and connects the intentions of this surviving earth, that needs me to get them something in order to be.

while im in u,

ur brain

ur guts

cause

I didn't die

but reproduced inside.

la conqista de la presa.

underwater

caminante sin rumbo alguno

pierdes la calma y sana el olvido,

vuelve como siempre a tu espalda,

otra muralla mas que sostener.

cuando no estas,

encanto de mujer,

me enloqueces.

pretendo y nego,

la existecia mia,

pasajera, por segundos,

una relacion negativa.

mientras espero el decenso,

huir por siempre, al fin,

donde el dolor y el fracaso

sean solo preguntas,

dirijidas a uno mismo,

ya en paz, serian ustedes,

quienes recojan los pedazos,

de sus vidas a lo lejos.

triste y esperanzada realidad,

para aquellos fuertes cuerpos con mente clara y corazon noble.

no hay mas secreto quell de vivir las emociones de amor, paz, o felicidad, e infinitas mas mientras vamos, como pasajeros, de lugar a lugar, hermoso seria siempre reir cuando la luna llena brille su belleza, pero de nada vale entonces de mentiras cuando todavia no llegas al fondo. 

y de vuestro cuerpo encuentren libertad.

finalmente bajo pena,

fui eterno bajo tu luz,

gloria oscura de mil locuras.

nadie sabe.

pero cambiamos.

de cuerpo,

de alma,

de mente.

mientras espero el timbre del recreo sonar,

era joven. lo era tambien Don Quijote.

en la cena donde mi bella recuerdo,

titilaba sigilosa en movimiento,

vela su reino, fuego la fuerza,

poco a poco dejaba un desastre,

la queria asi,

como elemento sentimental,

poeta y loco por siempre,

estoy feliz en donde estoy.

tierra

i cant think about it

not anymore 

i see the stars and 

and the sun blinds me,

selfish reason to burn more,

of the leftovers ashes of my heart,

were the bones are ok

and the rotten body dies,

slowly inside a car,

listening Jehni Aik from the beats, 

legendary hiphop music.

in a bubble,

surrounded by nobles around public places, private if unwelcome.

the world,

alianated,

as the rover, rider of comets,

fades into eternity...

unless the sun's waves 

can wake him up from hibernation.

such a naked bear they say,

placid shadow, dormant tree,

this was a presentation of none, 

of your business.

with red angry eyes, 

it dies in you.

sol 76

theres a time to say goodbye,

even thou that's irrelevant by now, just as a shield, to limit. 

to set a mind free from unnecessary mixed feelings.

as a child's mind, the transition is painful, it is, so be strong i say to myself.

every lost desire gives you a reason to become a better person, as what's next will test your maturity and credibility.

there was no rover, but a weird romantic quest to this end.

negativi. 

sol 60

after the particles separated.

dark gravity.

oh my, the sun, the sun...

shines beautifully as it's future counterpart.

we found it! 

we found it!

it was never gone!

but it was destroyed by an asteroid:

were where you?

you said you were gonna save it from it,

with your super powers.

oh, natural fiercer force of momenta.

talon like warrior,

queen mirror of space time,

those mended pieces,

some lost forever

have been sent, and the drone,

living and mischievous spirit,

is flying at its full capacity to save you.

yes you, the non existance signal that we lost by being blinded by our filtered sins.

oh i split it,

the atomic division,

energy

is what the drone has in it.

to rescue you, million pieces of what you once were. 

a magnificent and scientific interplanetary rover, were a heart calls for attractions and it's gravity can pull you if you're near.

we got it...

she gives you this...

non-negativi

calaveritas spot

tantric bassile

bastard's turned.

heaven forgives you.

tranquil delinquent,

before leaving back,

be sure to send us what you stole,

paradise in pain awaits,

those troubled souls you fired,

can make you forget,

that a key is missing, still this are the doors...waiting for your regret to knee before me. 

the one that has heaven under control.

negativi .

beeneth ones shadows.

lurkin'

comemierda.

massive sack of shit.

here he comes again.

instrumental rant

miam is spontaneous mystical darkness;

grinding, fractured 

fighting bones in a moshpit.

bloody and torned refrigerated pieces of our body.

oh rotten sanctuary 

moving matter 

forget your world 

you are my world 

we are ina

rotten sanctuary 

grinding our pains

nuclear reaction 

against the wall

fukoshima disaster.

dead all around us...

as pirates ina distant galaxy,

as exhaled free radicals ina fantastic and invisible bubble...

pls, amend this wounds,

it's just a little break!

and you are the future;

instrumental rant.

negativi

un blog super personal

metaforico

que ha creado cambio.

sol 29

but what happened to the transmission sent from earth?

the asteroid can also impact again.

and there are always escapes from this ones...

said the futurist, gathering all that missing information
so it wont rotten
as it brakes from its condition.

poor rover,
he has to fix itself now
luckily, the hack only affected its demands,
not its booting system,
so the impact was needed,
to now understand the asteroid, and predict it later when needed.

if its the same, thats coming...

sol 29

no surprise alert,
no destiny
nor escape.

this wont come to you,
this would make u go,
as the wonders of our hearts,
nothing more than what it makes,
if the mind can be a trap.

come to me
come to me.

princess little angel,
come to me,
come to me...

there is nothing on the roads, that you have on my heart
no existe nada en las calles, que no tenga mi corazon.
no hay sorpresa en las esquinas, si me inmolo de gasolina,
la tertulia del enfermo, esculpiendo de sangre su cuerpo,
a su vez pintando el alimento del mal, este que os consume,
y deslumbra una vez encontrada la voracidad de su estado,
oh componente sicopata, donde estan las balas que me prometistes,
donde estan los corazones que me vendistes, las franelas que me prestaste,
muy buenas, eran mias al comienzo y llegaste como tonto de otro mundo,
si tu, dejando a los demas con navajas en vos, y granadas han de llevar a los niños a la guerra,
decian unos por ahi, la verdad hay que sacrificar a otro mas del monton, para darle vida a nuestro gran hemano satanis, el verdugo de gobiernos, el que regula cuerpos y da a vuestras riquezas el pedacito de paraiso si callao alzas su bandera, como enigma de soledad y patriotismo sintetico,
este que destruye la cabeza, el corazon lo revuelca en mierda y la vida la consagra como esperpento desdoblado de la realidad que puede, y sintiendose nuevamente mas cerca de usted llenarle los ojos de un corazon caliente y amable para darle un poquito mas de vida a su sueño, el encontrar paralelo, despierto, acostado, solo, acompañado, descanso, en paz.

28

it was late and everything seemed as usual,
when out of nothing, out of the darkness corner of every delusion, every programmed plan,
a deem of light?

getting bigger and bigger,
the hack disabled the report script
and it didn't sent it.

earth is now unaware of it.

and the asteroid,
a mad heart now
burned out and broke into pieces
before its pieces impacted the rover,
destroying some of its parts...

such a tragety,
some people on earth see the rover as a pet, as their life,

rover, rover,
is mars that far from here to come and rescue you?