100601 Good News..

Good news bring bad dreams..
Overjoyed has no present..
Nightmares have no future..
Overnights, joyful mares, past
The beautiful now is the blast
We drink in glass and graze with lust
The beautiful now has to last.

Bad news don't bring good dreams..
Dreams are just dreams..
News are old.. old but not cold.. Stale
Kill, glorify.. keep the flow, don't lake the tales
Last is a fucked up word.. eternity with ends
But we are of no tails.. plenty last but no end..

Good news, whatever dreams, one-way train.

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100523 Havaianas Beats II

In simple rubber we try to keep the steps
The beats of our feet in sync
Swinging arms of alternate halves
The smiles and laughs
But arms can't keep up without...
Without one awkwardised half

Joint shoulders give slower walk..
But who needs speed when in beat?
Nice spoon give numb limbs
Who needs circulation when we can smell?

No perfection.. Just affections..
Passion.


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100522 mashed thoughts

Its one of those things.. If i say it out it'll mean jack shit.. If u dont feel it then oh well.. If u do and is not sensitive to it then fuck it !


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100402 speechlessness

In certain corners, it's better to choose speechlessness..

And fruits almost rhymes Snooze..

It's that kinda Friday, yes.


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100324 Yours? Mine?

All these bounds we hold, camps we take, rules we have, lines we draw, stands we take, fences we build...

then? killed by a fishbone.. or grow old and die?

Fuck'em =]

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76 steps...

0529h

a 3rd gear crash? a 3rd gear stall?.. Has 3rd gear ever seen so much action.. So much attention?

Weird is good.. Weird is alternative... Weird is our common speciality

76 familiar steps.. 76 steps and no crash..
It was a nite of progress, 76 steps of hope..
It was a dark nite of confess, at least we can stop backing up slopes.

We r never sure of much.. But love is not about muchness..
No such thing as too much or too good.. for Love is matchless..
If you walk with this arrogant self proclaimed prophet.. sway the stands, rules bent, steps in wilderness..
You shall see we're not quixotic.. You shall see perfect weirdness

We've always walked on holes.. We've never liked them whole..
We cruise with muchness, fuck them rules of sadness..
Distractors and also rans.. Maybe a few eager fans..
Hey! we are only humans.. but this time, we've made our stand known..

This is not.a persuit race.. There's no lead nor chase
It's just an invitation to, an expedition .
....for a journey of paradision

7 minutes.. 76 steps... forever...


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100221 Life's end, Soul's free

.0547h

5543 at velocity unclear.
Not the unsighted speed.
But vision cloudy blurred
Johnny blackened indeed

One bend too many..
One life too precious..
To kill or killed be
Instinct over cautious..

The rubber failed the stir
The world in reverse
A thud before the river
Soft landing without burst

The hundreds watched in pain
Hundreds more in beyond
The few tried in vain
The saints lifted him gone..

A life for a life?
I cannot tell for sure..
My senses he did arise
We got home in sober.
.
Bless you brotherX

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110210 pairity

Some have found their true pair, some anyhow pair, some multi-pairing, some in repair, some have despaired..

The rest are in long human chains of pursuit..

Sometimes.... one of the chains become a full circle.
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030210 post Muse

Rise against.. Uprising..
Mosh, swear, breathe.. outstanding...
Seeking the strengths.. Wanting the highs..
Feeling every muscle.. Filling every thoughts
No answers.. Just more soreness
Past and future.. Theirs and ours..
They collide.. In silent pleasures..

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020210 KhelL to SINless

Of opportunity n hope or escapism n pretence?
For the better or worse, need of faith or impatience?
Revelation or more deception? Will we like the revelations ?
Are we seeking answers or just more twist to our journeys?
Is the SINess light the tunnel's end or the guide to deeper rubbish?
Will the doors swing open or will we hit our own front teeth ?
It's up to us..
We just gotta keep it together.. Now that's the hell's bitch :)

We would like to meet them - your complicateds..

Show us, introduce them to the disConnecteds..

310110 nights like these

0400 hours.. .

Nights like these.. the doors appear.. Sides rear their heads
Nights like these.. Vision unclear.. Whiskey n cigarettes..

Enter the boy.. When was he out? How long since?
Pleasant surprise.. Not really aloud.. Just a nice pinch
Made the devil look.. Hello lost doors.. We meet again..
Look at the time.. Darkest few hours.. Conscience remains..
We have missed us all.. So how goes it, All blacks and reds?
Are we here to conclude.. Or have the shits, chance congregate?
Ah maybe its time.. The devil's prey, to know her fate..
Light of the braves.. the boy's prayers, not to be delayed
Rest of us.. Are we cheerleaders, distractors, illusionists or spectators?

Nights like these.. lives are amusing.. Scripts n muselettes. .
When light begins.. Will there be music.. Angel or mussette?
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290110

"‎​As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take many pictures, laugh a lot, forgive freely and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. You just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back." - Soraya, 290110, 1816h, via BBM
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250110 Feet

Feet.. I love them..
But often can't feel my own
Feels like I own more than 2
Or they are just not pairly born

Hers.. I love them
In my hands I felt they belong
Wish I could keep them..
So she wanders no more..
So I can have her attention..
And she wonders no more..


Damn the last mess I still have to clear


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130110 Accidental Emptiness, part#1

Confirmation...
1 year of self exile from my heart, bear no soul..
For a cheap shallow life u still chose..
I wear not despair nor agro..
Just a disappointing sorrow..
Enjoy little D, old girl.. Hope I'm for once, wrong n hurled
Enjoy the Es, old girl.. Hope they light up, your new world..

trying to write... trying =]

Sunrise.... somewhere in SANURdiso....


sometime over the last week... trying to get some writing done..


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040110 SINless is dangerous

This has gotta end..
Before it all makes sense..
And scares the shit off your pants
This has gotta end..

There's one u'll never think of love
Curious to trace the ink.
See how it leads to pink..
Couldn't keep on her feet
She is tainted by your lead
She's not a piece of SG sheet
You can't keep painting that colour
U stink of darkened pits
You can't keep tasting that flavour

This has gotta end..

The one u used to love...
High priestess of speed
Burning rubber immortals
When the smoke retreats
Empty rumble of immorals
Uncut ropes will still tangled
With aching smell of lust
Who is free n who's still strangled?
How can u tell with orgasmic masks

This has gotta stop.

The one you cannot love
Why not? The kids will be tall and pretty
Maybe whiny but genius crazy
Sexual, intellectual, sexual, intellectual,
maximo
Such stimulating intensity, above and below
But no connectivity, no links of the souls
Still, Why no??
If you do you'll never truly sleep
If you do you'll never truly eat
You might never feel your feet..
But you might be very very fit

This has gotta stop..

There's one whom u love
Can't mantain no cool
Can't get grip nor clue
Loss in your own sub conscience
Late with every action
U see her in every corner
Drink for her every thirst
Wa(o)nder in her every splendour
Speak of her in every converse
Dream of her in every glimmer
With absence of sexual urge..
Is this love... or just your own image of love?
Do you wonder and not act? why not act and then die trying?

These have gotta end..
Before there are more ones
Before they make sense, as one..
And ends me....

010110 10+am

Gave a Rose without(forgot) the note, lotsa thoughts but no words..
Lotsa words but no rope, just as well he'll forget to hook..
Gave the smiles and the jokes... er again - which way to go?
Lotsa miles and bumpy slopes... which gear - high or low?
Give the dog a bar of soap, help the poo and find the bones..
This boy may have none a hope, the girl has neither time nor shown...

i'm a forgetful chicken shit idiot.. What a combo =]