Sunday, November 18, 2007

The shadow of indifference

The shadow that resides in each one. It can wake up at any moment. The memory of it can be cruel. It can take over you.


Everyday, we close our eyes. Throw shy glances at each other. We ask each other the same questions over and over. Pretending to care about what happens right in front of us. A shield flows from within. Protecting our core. It holds the key to the secret chest, locking that dark, bruising shadow away. Keeps us safe from harm. And we enhance its radius when we fear. To make sure our shadow doesn't come out, hurting us in the process. To keep other's shadows at bay. But when we do it, no one can really see us. And another shadow casts. The shadow of indifference. We can all be silent, even though we are thousands.

Keeping my own truth...

You're everywhere. I can't help but notice your face, your words, your voice. Telling everyone what to do and not to do. What to like and dislike. Where to go and not to go. What is right and what is wrong. Whom to be or not to be. Your dominant persona floats daringly above all, fearless and intrepid. Your exercises of opinion serve the major purpose of leading the flock to a promised safe haven, or warning them of the dangers that lurk in every corner. From your lips, the words of wisdom flow coherently, harmoniously, molding into an unshakable truth. Even if it's wrong, I decide to keep my own...


DJ Krush featuring Angelina Esparza - Aletheuo (Truthspeaking)

Friday, November 02, 2007

Tenta-me...

Um íman. Que se transforma por completo, agindo de forma repulsiva. Após a estadia no oásis, vem a travessia do deserto. A praga de gafanhotos que se manifesta após um ano de boas colheitas. Traiçoeiro toque de Midas, invertido, que transforma tudo em pó ao invés de ouro. Engolindo galáxias como um vórtice assassino e desprovido de sentimentos. Vai, tortura-me, tenta-me com a ambrosia dos deuses, mas larga-me em seguida do alto do Olimpo...