Saturday, 6 August 2011

Oh no.


The water is withdrawing
The water is disappearing
The sea is going mad
Ι can see the bottom of the ocean....
YES

Thursday, 4 August 2011

The Mirror Is a Lie

The character is a mirror. He resembles me,
But in a whole different time, setting, and situation.
An alternate reality, where only our sense of being remains.
There. They dress me in colours that I never claimed to appreciate.
Then they associate me with those colours,
And I eventually get used to it.
But since that piece of cake will never be mine, well who cares.
Oh you and the turmoil you brought with you,
I am a quiet monk, an ascetic in comparison.
Oh, your daily routine. No. I want none of that.
I am not going to share my reality.

Knowledge


See, how the gloominess of a grey world
transforms into anger in a red sea?
I’m in the boat. Only the blind know
the truth of emotions. Colours distract.
I’ve been studying, recently, the sounds of the past
I try to find a new meaning but the notes know the concept of colour
I’ll never know what it means to be a non synesthesiac

Monday, 1 August 2011

An artificial flavour

It is a mystery. 
I told you I'm that little boy and you chose to forget. Convenient recollection they call it. Because it is, well... convenient. I know I don't talk much but that doesn't mean I agree with all that you say, with everything you claim to be and to know. I even get angry, from time to time... heh. My body contains an emotional turmoil that is very well hidden. But I'm suffocating and I always sometimes feel like I want to get out of this. 

And I want to change, so here's the cliché; I want to become a new person. Yeah, I know, I know. So original. Open hearted, generous, gosh, even smiling... yes. When I try to, I fail miserably. And what I've realised is that I basically don’t have the stomach for it yet. Nor does that suit the enviroment. Well at least, not at this point in life. But first I have to get over this crap, you know. It's too deep and I'm horribly stuck.

I think in the end I might sink with the ship. There's a lot of big hungry fish swimming in the ocean. 
I should stop using such stupid metaphors. 
Yeah, I know. I'm kind of a pessimist.