12/01/2013

Saturday Poetry (late friday)

 
White Dwarf
 We are all here temporary
 And a cup of yours is for a matter of time
 Until you break it
 And all of this imperfect
 And the bones easily break
 Just like a cup
 Indestructible - perfect
Parasitical array
Nefarious reproduction
In the pursuit of lasting
False observation
 
Both past and future
(The second will also not prolong forever)
From order to disorder
Unconscionably, relentlessly
Stop - the red dot.
There must be something endless
Some kind of the abstract
Fantastic and elastic
For a happy ending, At least
Perhaps this little" something"
Somewhere inside the depths?
Inside of that what easily
What easily can break
Perhaps it’s sugar, milk, or honey pot
Or lemon, or that bloody sweetener
Although the fluid is too hot
Too hot to make it infinite
Your something’s immaterial
It’s independent, blatantly existing,
Beyond the words and stroking
The answer infantile and dreamily unacceptable, misplaced.
 
Why do you want to last so long?
Why do you give a shit what happens after all?
Just drink from the cup of yours,
With pleasure, surely slurping
Until it breaks apart, until it’s gone, while it is full, while it is yours.
 
 
(Azlanova indeed)


20/08/2012

simple things

Yesterday, I was talking on a mobile with minion walking around the yard, and I noticed an interesting thing. I stood beside garbage bin and drew attention to a very nice path between the trees. very beautiful view. I decided to get closer, but when I came very close, the beauty was gone. it simply ceased to be visible, so I went back to see again.
and then it hit me - you can see something good only being in a bad place.

Yeah, nothing genius, nothing new, obvious, but for me this is an important phrase. this is about so many other things. The same idea in; you can feel something good only if you feel shit. isn't? When you feel good how can you feel good if you already in a good. Everything consists only of outside seeing, only in contrast