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orizont mortuar Să fie oare conştiinţa morţii totuna cu experienţa morţii şi dacă se confundă aievea nu se întâmplă oare în vis moartea organică? Un sânge putrezit îmi curge prin vene şi se ridică la creier crescând halucinaţii de cadavru pentru care este prea devreme să umple istoria pământului.orizont mortuar
Simt cum ura ce dospeşte-n mine Mă leagă iarăşi strâns de tine. Închis în sine,
by *gulgulass
angajament politic-Cei ce formează turma ştiu că sunt slabi.Vocea individului este vocea grupului.Lasă-l un timp singur...Omul de turmă are conştiinţa slăbiciunii sale.Grupurile trebuiesc lovite politic şi desfinţată orice formă de asociere.Omul trebuie să se adune în haită unde dreptul de a ucide este o virtute a celor puternici. -Nu poţi îmbrăţişa două ideologii in acelaşi timp şi sub acelaşi raport,din simplul motiv că viaţa iţi este pusă in pericol de două ori. -Am decis să fiu un om al non-ac#angajament politic
by *gulgulass
fortareata dogmatica După luni de zile petrecute ca o legumă,legat de patul de spital al unui ospiciu de boli mintale,George trecu ultimul test al medicilor şi fu eliberat in ultima zi a lui februarie.Tratamentul psihiatric la care fusese constrâns îşi pusese amprenta pe înfăţişarea sa.Lividitatea feţei sale întregea aparenţa de nepăsare cu care privea împrejur.Îl zdrobiseră cu şocurile electrice la care fusese supus timp de trei luni regulat in fiecare săptămână.'A primit ceea ce a căutat' se auzea prin saloane când trecea spre camefortareata dogmatica
by *gulgulass
smintitulMozaicul de simţiri l-am creat din amintirismintitul
glorioase în smintiri. Piese logice am imbinat bucuros ca un copil jucăuş şi un pic debil. Metafizice suspine am înălţat
într-un lego animat.
Întâlniri cu heroina n-am avut, Dar în sânge mi-au crescut Porniri dornice de om drogat Cu care am fost confundat Deseori halucinant, Culmea comportamentului meu deviant Neînţeles şi delirant.
Doruri de nestăvilit de morală s-au ciocnit
când închis în infini
by *gulgulass
versus Văd oamenii drept instrumente puse în slujba celor puternici în capital şi informaţie despre care voi omite să vorbesc şi oameni puşi în slujba adevărului psiho-somatic perturbându-şi singuri somnul în căutarea acestuia ştiind prea-bine că aceste adevăruri sunt funcţionale când te loveşti de viaţă,mecanisme de auto-apărare şi deziluzionare. Cei bogaţi scapă de exhibiţionism prin sentiment care nu este niciodată ridicol la aceştia. Utopia unei sociversus
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sexless liberty and ego Sitting all alone in this hotel room thinking at her.I draw a sign with my hand.This brings me closer to her. -Come here!don't try to hide.I want to see your naked body.I have been waiting this moment all this afternoon.My excitement grew stronger with every second in your expectation. -You know that I dont want you.You are repulsive.And how dare you harass me.Don't you have any left shame? -My dear,im not here to steall your kisses.You know I will go from one end to the other with you. -You don't scare me with your abusive words.You want me to be completely yours that every cell in my body to crsexless liberty and ego
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17. BloodIT seeped from every opening in my body, coating the ground in a crimson red paint. And emptying me of my life, emptying my soul, killing me slowly. The crimson slicked the ground, making me unable to move, blood can be so slippery. "STOP! NO! IT IS NOT MY TIME! NOT MY TURN!" I screeched in fury, calling out to no one, or maybe just calling out to god. I willed the blood away; I willed it to all rewind, to stop so I could live my life the way I was meant to, not as a filthy human on the streets.17. Blood
Then like a movie on rewind the blood stopped and rushed back through my pores, into m
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16. QuestioningHave you ever found yourself questioning? Questioning everything in life? Questioning reality, questioning everything that existents or did once exist. Have you ever felt so alone in the world that you questioned whether you are the only human with a soul left? That you are the last human to truly be alive? Have you ever questioned why you question? Is it the nature of the human being to not believe everything at first sight? Is it our nature to be skeptical and annoying to the point that it seems you believe nothi16. Questioning
by ~TaleOfLostInk
north station"why is it you always come home covered in blood?"north station
"because i never bring a change of clothes with me."
"is it your blood this time, or someone else's?"
"oh, it's rebecca's."
"why is rebecca bleeding?"
"i think she's stopped by now."
"glad to hear it, but why was she bleeding in the first place?"
"right. rebecca got hit by a train."
"gosh- is she alright?"
"yeah, of course."
"shit, good thing. man, what happened?"
"i told you, rebecca got hit by a train."
"no shit. i mean, how did she get
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