Thursday, December 23, 2010

One Bump Genital Herpes

Nihilism

"But then they danced through the streets like mad tops, and I hesitated after them as I have been doing all my life, while people still interests me, because the only people I care about is the one who is crazy, people are crazy to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, wanting everything at the same time, people who never yawn or talk platitudes, but burn, burn like fabulous yellow fireworks exploding like spiders among the stars. "Booooom! Aaaah!
On the Road, Jack Kerouac.



Eddie Vedder, Guaranteed

Kneeling can not be free,
lifting an empty cup I ask silently that all my destinations
who accept
am so we can breathe ...
Circles they grow and they swallow people
people who spend half their lives they say goodnight to wives they will never know

I have a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
if, for that matter ...
not come any closer or I'll have to remove
huge forces attract me to other places
but there was someone for whom I had been
that person would be you ...
The people I meet are in cages that they bought
have a misconception of my wandering journey and I am
I have my indignation, but my thoughts are pure
'm alive ...
The wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere Underneath my being is
a road that disappeared
at night, hear the trees singing with the dead
on high ...
Trust me as I find what I am
be Consider a satellite, forever orbiting
know all the rules, but they do not know me ... I guarantee


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