Thursday, April 8, 2010

Clocks ticking in apostasies.

Listen! Quiet! Can not you hear it? Now! It is now... it has always been now... Can we be so blind? Can we?
  Beyond all of this hesitation and deceitful uncertainty... far away from the opacity of shallow wishes... in the Antipodes of this latent presence that contaminates the purity of virgin prairies and jubilant old men ready to dance for the very first time...

  It is in the water baby! It is in the flames of each search when all exit has been barred... It is in the curing sorrow, that cleans our only treasure... our only pure legacy...

   Goals and aims that never mattered... Parade of pretentious kings with crowns of guilt and treachery... One day, sooner rather than later, those who seem to be outcasts... those abandoned pariahs... those clandestine banished in perfect silence, will be the ones... the ones that saved us so many times... without asking anything in exchange... and... will save us once again... and this time... will stay... because nothing lasts forever... because "forever is a long time", said once the wise man...

   I know, you will never leave me... I know... in the same way, I have never left you... holding our hands... since we were whispered that time and space are just the alibi  of those who could not be touched by the velvet thread of faith...
   Paralysis of bold campaigns... fatal idiosyncrasy to betray the sunrise of our ancestors... putrefied moves towards the dark side of the sun...
   I have to... walk away... from you... from you all... my veins are getting dry... with no dreams in them... with no ecstasy... no salvation... I walk away right now... hoping for you to embark into lands of renounce and frugality...
    How beautiful is the decline of the vulgarity's apostasy! Trendy shapes are just accidental deeds to eliminate pure chants... It is in your broken hearts where the truth lies... It is in your inconsolable greed where you can find your redemption...
    Just an anecdote made of borrowed time... the clock keeps ticking and the horizon awaits... What are you going to do?
 

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