Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Travel in time

Time and time again
I yearned for a clue
Searching with no end
To find the only you.

Through many others
I have sought.
To find the light
I seek on you.
Yet loyal to my heart´s desire
I knew their love to be untrue.

Journed through time and space
To join your heart with mine
The traveling only done
When I found my love.

Now I have
Joyful peace
With your love´s growth inside
Never failing in my
Journey to find
Our real love.

Never too hard
Never too long
Never the goal

To find you, my love.

Quincy, MA
May 29th. - 2006

Wednesday, January 07, 2009


Shallow yellow shadow
a mess
Things talk to me
when nobody's watching.

They said that I am
one of the few people who listens
To turn around and notice
that nothing it's what it was.

Like continuously opening curtains
that let you see better
every year one more goes away
and you think you finally got it...until next year

Old bumpy roads ahead and behind
but also radiance, peace ahead
flying sales executives, crying pennies
regretful nuns for wasting their lives

Too late
Too soon
Too much.

Sunday, March 02, 2008


Eternal - Infinite
Trip to the darkness of the soul
Round trip

Virtual blood in your hands, F.
Tormented with what ifs
Then peace...once again

Words as weapons
Lies, deception
Healing slowly...too slow

My mind arrives later on
I'm not here, not anywhere
I am not

I look for no answers
I take the heat
I grab what I can to survive

Life pushed me away
a little closer to her partner death

I'm not giving up
without a fight
the most intense one.

Friday, October 12, 2007


People like storybooks

The ankward feeling
of reaching something
not knowing what it is.
But sensing it's getting closer
by the minute.

Cruel paraphernalia
Blue, noisy
and grey.
Solid...too solid.

Circus of lies
Theatre of deception
Running to your own world
at the end of the day.
To take a break from all
who doesn't understand anything.

And its so different hierarchies in us.
When trying to merge
only takes you behind you were before.

I'm attached to questions
I believe that
only a few things have real answers.

I shoot another question to the infinite sky
I don't wait for an answer

I wait to see me in the mirror
to hear myself when I talk.
I wait with no presetted hope

Surprise me

Thursday, September 27, 2007


Flying away from me
far away
and not coming back.
Atomic citizens
Tantric shootings
The feeling of missing something in life
Seeing, being a witness
of the destruction
of every little thing we love and care
realizing that life
is maybe just some wonderful spare moments
kiss your loved ones now
tomorrow will be too late.
Leaving without living
but with loving.

Sunday, September 16, 2007


Chemical composition of a thought.
The mute yelling to ourselves for things.
Word Salad
Believing in something, no matter how weird
especially if you're not causing harm.
Follow it blindly forever
or until your next detour.
Primal instinct, back to basics
to what we were as kids
the time when we were pure.
Money, chicks, fame as consequences of being yourself
and not all the way around.
No patience, no more waiting for things or people.
Humans are complex and very different
one from the other.
Living in ten thousand dimensions
and showing only the one everybody can understand
and carefully choosing what to show to who.
Your own beliefs,
plus one million religions.
And people tells you what to do, how to be, what to buy next.
Put your mask on.
Anyway you will always find someone else
ready to listen up
so you can take away your mask for a minute.
You just have to be
smart enough.
Dig in your own universe
it's a wonderful sensation.
Harm no one.
The light to follow
always lies on our own inside.
Now put your mask on again
someone is coming...

Monday, August 20, 2007

Mother knows

The modern paraphernalia everywhere
and becoming an adult
The unstoppable temptations, the what ifs
Sitting in my desktop
looking at the universe
Taking myself away
Birds singing like nothing else happens
and the sun doesn't care either
Nature tells me that you have to keep going
it's in my own nature.
Mother knows better.

Monday, May 28, 2007

When the atmosphere burns
Where the air hurts
What your instinct says
Who is the one to listen to

No one

Listen to nobody

You will have the answers
to everything

But you need to
be yourself

Tuesday, September 12, 2006


Make a decision
Defend it with your life
Don't decide something partially
it'll kill you

Saturday, September 09, 2006


Thousands of them
Thinking every single word
or not thinking at all
To choose
Deciding every single step
Torturing the brain
liquifying solids
Acidity and fluids
able to destroy it all
Chemistry in all senses
The weirdness
The dark
and the stupid shiny day
Eagles and falcons

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Mass Media Inc

Let's not say the word
All the things we'll never say
nor listen.
Everything is on the air
if you carefully pay attention
you can hear what you want to hear.
Grieving uncles
Angry itches
Anorexic elephants on parade
the good of being skinny
of being young, pretty and rich too
TV worships that
and we follow
'cause TV is a new God to us.
If we want to belong to something
we must follow the masses.
Mass media Inc.
What about the ugly in us,
why does it have to be a surprise?
Honesty and Ethics
The truth, whatever it is
Whatever it is
I want to know it.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006


The endless smallest universe
Load your weapon and go for it
it's your pathetic destiny after all.
In the meantime

Monday, August 28, 2006

Not too much's been a while
facing you
no tricks anymore
naked truth
Rusted for good
like a man should
Mature and still young
Continously changing circles of people, different stages.I remember them all.But I always look ahead.I breathe certain wisdom already.You pay for wisdom with living years.I feel safe here.Too safe now though.It's time for a change again.Another good one
The one who can put me in my spot, where I belong.I'm tired of acting, I've had enough.
New horizons
New directions
The green room with a rug.
with the doors open
projecting to the world
so I went there knowing that it was no coming back.Then I came back to a different room with stairs, higher.And I move again and again and I got my own.And I left anyway to come back where I am.
No regrets
Not too much

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Who we are

Nostradamus brought ice with his ideas that time.The communities are based in false principles.Don't you see the faked behaviour in almost everything?.Every person who wants to make a living must act well, it is mandatory for us not to be who we really are.So we ended up acting at least for 40 hours per week.Business as usual.When we finished working, we start acting with the rest of the people.In time, we're not going to remember who we are anymore.
Secret passages
Hidden codes
Mean world
Ways to escape this
or relax and enjoy it
There's always light somewhere
I can't tell you where
but it is, I swear
You have to find your own.

Saturday, August 26, 2006


To write or not to be
Being here
with my soul naked
Crossing days
Starting something
and sticking to it
I provoke changes
the ones I want
I know what I'm doing
You might criticize the isolation
me too
It's just a stage
another brick in the wall
lot of them

Friday, August 25, 2006


Sacred music
Fade in
Scene 4
Scent unknown
An actor enters the room
and he starts looking at us
The phone rings forever
he doesn't answer it
and it's not machine either
He smashes a PC against the door
then he looks at himself in the mirror
for a while.
The phone stop ringing
then he picks it
hung it and leaves.
No hint
No guess
Not a word
Nobody around

Thursday, August 24, 2006


Free association
secrets inside the closet
closer than what you think
things, thick things
juices dripping
cruises, ships, sheeps on ships
chips, microchips
militia, spying on someone
discovering new colours in yourself
good news
nothing is awesome anymore
nevermore forever nowhere
no matter what
juice of books in my head
vulcanos in eruption
fire, liquid highly intense fire
a million degrees
a million degrees of separation
Kevin Bacon
soundtrack of life
poison everywhere
and snakes these days
gullible, temporary
nothing lasts forever
neither we.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006


Analog mindless tic
Tribal functionality at last
medieval features
trip to the Bahamas
for a while
sale in the marketplace
Natalie has her soul naked
for an hour
shining, polishing her dreams
then went back to normal
where normal is the absence of feelings
denial, or simply civilized behaviour
And me
I cross the river without thinking much
I'm used to it
I'm not afraid most of the day
only during early mornings.
When passes I'm fine.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006


70th. posting here
70 days
an eternity and a minute
on and off
a scream on the edge
at last
is anybody reading this?
I don't think so
but it's me
I do this for me
at least
Last of the Mohicans
The missing link
between South and North America
a lost soul, a happy one
a proud one.

Monday, August 21, 2006


Last words
showed brainwashing
One more
Not the last one...
Natalie tells us a secret
Victor enjoys himself in the mirror
by looking at him.
No relationship without pain & suffering
could survive.
Pain reflects truth
Smiling all the time show something
is wrong
Nobody can do that for months
without a bad day.
Shampoo set on fire, purified
paper cups, plastic
nothing seems to be real anymore
cheap to save costs
cheap relationships to save troubles
if you see the light
make sure you don't tell anybody
they could improve themselves
and not talk to you anymore.

Sunday, August 20, 2006


Say good morning
to one specific person today
say it at night
remain still until you have an answer
then go fry something
don't eat it
read the shampoo label 13 times
scream once
then sleep 12 minutes
listen the first four measures
of any Bach you can find.
Repeat this cycle everyday
pass it through new generations
make sure they practice it
sleep smiling then.


Missed saturday on writing
it's cool though
No empire is gonna fall off
no life is wasted
Blog full of several changing moods
ever changing ones
song 2
to be or...
paradigm 3
collage of desires
getting bigger here
soldiers fighting all the time
and for generations to come
the crazy, the pervert, the cuter

Friday, August 18, 2006


Right here
Right now
queen of hearts
everything & nothing change
spacious room with a city view
seeing the vamps drinking
screaming and fighting
for a molded bread
is the perfect example
of how this world works
dog eat dog
the rest is all lies
or hobbies to kill time
reality check
vice-president of vices
chilled out
nothing is new really

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Back to tell

Lost like that kid
Lost in the woods
Frisky whisky
chance to see the unseen
for an instant and it's over
for ever.
Knowing the unknown
Knowing the title after the untitled
Seeing all before
Drinking the nectar of Gods
Drinking the forbidden liquid
of your organs
eating different
swimming the depths of the troubled souls
be back to tell
and nobody there to believe it.
Atrocities in the name of freedom
the greater good.
something that neither you nor me
ever gonna decide or know before happens.
Live to tell.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

No return

Not going back
don't look
the future now
the place where I wanna be
the circles that complete
and open new ones
the static TV doesn't bother anymore
smoking for pleasure
algebra inside the mind orchestra
and, specially,
on his conductor
driving nowhere
no place to start nor finish
no plan
blind target
gaming as a child
being kids again
feeling that sensation
no care and play
all day
all year round
be yourself tonight
you'll see
it's no return
you'll love it.