Saturday, May 31, 2008

When the one you love does not love you back,
That is the point when strength is at lack,
What you feel is shearing pain
And that all is in vain.

When your heart does not obey your command,
And you scream of a persistent demand,
To feel the person you relish,
So other things perish.

Love

What is love? The scientific explanation for love is that ones gestures, looks, smell triggers chemical reactions in our brain producing a mixture of hormones which spur us to reproduce....Love of the body.....And on the other hand we love someone for their thoughts, their spirit, their point of view, their habits etc. ...Love of the soul...Both of them exist solely first one is lust, the second is platonian love. But love is a lethal predator, it stabs you in the back, it can drive you mad, you may become suicidal or in the best of cases happy. So to say it out front nobody died of lust or platonian love it`s the mixture, the fine combination of chemicals and thoughts which is dangerous. When you can`t decide to talk or to speak then my friend your doomed, dead meat. That feeling, when your blood pressure rises, your heart starts working double-time, you start to feel dizzy, your palm sweats, and all these things because a person is close to you, bonded to you...Now that`s addicting! So answering my first question LOVE IS A DRUG.(Personal note: love will destroy us all)

Poem of a modern man

I am who I am, but I`m not me
I play my role in society
I may be stupid, or a wannabe,
Cuz I am who I am, but I`m not me.

I play along with this useless game,
Why for? I`m telling, it is no shame
To be as everybody else, plain.
That for i play along this useless game.

My friend! No more faking, no more pain!
We should not use our rage in vain!
Our body is, as should, our rightful claim
So my friend! No more faking, no more pain!

Living easy

It`s September 15th, school started. The freshmen timidly enter their classrooms, divide into groups or get to know each other. As time passes the new-comers are incorporated into the lively flux of school blood a.k.a community. So for those who know nothing of high school traditions shall be know enlighten because the 12 graders started to organize the freshmen`s ball. The unaware 9. graders woke up when the schools Mr. Popularity walked in and his eye was drawn to the other end of the classroom where a beautiful blonde girl was sitting. He came to ensure that the 9.A knows about the ball...He calmly walked down the center row of the class and started a conversation. Her name is Magnolia. Mr. P.(opularity [get used to the abbreviation:D]) thought that this beauty of the school would be a fine addition to his collection of "scalps".[to be continued...]

Nr.1

This is my first post on my blog. so this will shortly describe what to expect on this page...Well absolutely anything....I know that i`m a huge help right now, but in time, of course if you are a returning visitor you`ll see what i mean.:D At the end let me mention that this blog is meant to express my art, my lifestyle.(this is help:P)