domingo, 28 de fevereiro de 2010

168

the words
as words
what they have
what they give
words as words
how many words can a word contain
how many moments
and a letter
and a number
words as words
words as feelings

sábado, 27 de fevereiro de 2010

167

convergence
what if today
we all think of something
common
a common thought
convergence
what if today
we are together
around
a common thought
convergence
what if we all can do something
good
today
convergence

sexta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2010

166

if i could
oh if
i could
i would approach you
i would take your hand
right now
and with our hands together
we both would leave this room
full of stories
the stories of others

quinta-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2010

165

let's try again
without net
just pausing a little between the keys
slowly
v e r y s l o w l y
really
from time to time
i like to jump into the keyboard
(as if i know what a keyboard is)
and start pressing exactly the same keys
i pressed some days ago
and
curiously
something different comes up
automatic
i am a machine
but you already knew that right?
so why does it come out
what's the purpose
how can i know if i am not the owner of randomness
what is the purpose of the most pure intuitive randomness
where's the horizon
of anarchy
is it something we may call a path
or just another dream
or a big nightmare
where's the corner where we can look
sit on a bench
and wait
for the next dream
intuitive
random
coming
from left
or from the right
who cares the direction the wind takes
if it is just another moment
and then i look at the black and white
and i wrote a big block
of nothing
again

quarta-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2010

164

so many words
so many games
so many thoughts without direction
and some can go
to the road of nowhere
even if they have some intention
there are no intentions on words
just thoughts behind them
no one should enprison
and yet
society so many times do so
enprison thoughts
and worst of all
enprison persons
on the freedom jail

terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2010

163

the sea
the sea outside
the sea
looking over
inside
the quiet waters
arrested by the port
the sea
the sea outside
the sea
through the water i can see
the quiet waters
inside
under
something that reminds me
that cold beer i am looking at
and there it stays
looking for a day without coffee
and the wind stays also for tomorrow

segunda-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2010

162

are you
from the front
or from the back
are you
who you are
who you wanna be
who you wanted to be
happy
happy
don't worry
noone can be happy that way
there's a life of truth
and a dream life
you can live both
always
if you live
just to live
one of them
you're dead
already
can a dream life be a truth life?
what kind of truth are we talking here?
then