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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

The Incest Gene

The incest gene We are creation of incest between brothers:Adam and Eve. From that moment multiplication unleashed a chain reaction that burdens us till we die. Evil,pitiless,envy, crimes,are mingled with insecurity mistrust and egopathy. The father restrains himself from seeing the daughter as a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 21, 2008

Human kind-ness

Human kind-ness We woke up with a tremble like the earth being slaughtered. The windows shattered in the early morning and the search for the coming sound was eventually discovered. A huge machine like a gargantua was fighting against an indefensive almond tree that for years had kept company with... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, February 28, 2008

Chronos

Chronos The rope of time is tight around my neck. No movement.No space. Tears of frustration. No alternatives. No need to stand, to sleep, no help. The vacuum circles my soul. The sun uninterrupted continues his daily routine. He is not bored; he knows a planet would die without him or may be he... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 16, 2008

TANGO

TANGO He Lightfooted, aloof, feline. She entered the trap unawares. Intriqued, his transparent eyes searched, stared, caressed, touched. The persistent beam distorted the graceful movement leaving a slight tremble. The body invaded by the warm wave;a revoltged volcano. Touch expentant tender,... Sign in to see full entry.

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DEATH

DEATH His way is subtle; eating the flesh, corrupting the once perfect system. For some the ending is sudden giving the descendants the memory of youth; for others the fossilized process is slow and painful: a map being travelled and eventually crushed. Where is hope? Where is the solution? Do we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 15, 2008

Fear

FEAR You were the chosen one. The eyes full of light, passion. The movement graceful controlled. The voice warm deep a velvet caress. Sensuality bathing the body like the morning mist, the desire to savour life in its deepest. How could i not? Lovemaking a never ending rite you the instrument of my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Choreographer restless and searching for the meaning of life. Sufers from existentialist depression and to escape from the feeling tries to enjoy life and have fruitful relationships.

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