In ochii lui ma vad si stiu
Ca ma va arde si-n abandon voi zace,
Dar n-as da veacul inapoi si nu i-as face
Chip de lut cum i-ar place.
In intunericul fiintei mele
Nu mai zace-un punct istovit
De creerea chipului de lut parjolit
El stie ca nu-i pe chipul meu sangele.
Pe care-l voia;dar oare uita
Ca si eu-s de lut si ca ma doare??
Astept ochiul cu resemnare
Chiar daca pic in Nefiinta.
Ochiul ma condamna si ma raneste
Ma sfasie si ma arunca.
Pic in uitare ca o naluca…
Ca pe-un chip de lut pe care nu-l mai iubeste.
Pantecul mamei ma doare
Corpul ma-mpinge in lumina arzatoare
Aerul mi-i sufocare.
Am pierdut! M-am nascut…
duminică, 5 decembrie 2010
Punctul dintre lumi
El e punctul amurgului scrijelit
Impuns de zorii cugetatori cu-n clinchet
Sarit sub atingerea oglinzii;
Peste ea aduce istovita speranta.
Pe pica-n Copacul suge viata
Cu gheara la varf sare si prin tot
Pica-n cer, dar inca doare
Si cu-n adio zboara-n abis.
Impuns de zorii cugetatori cu-n clinchet
Sarit sub atingerea oglinzii;
Peste ea aduce istovita speranta.
Pe pica-n Copacul suge viata
Cu gheara la varf sare si prin tot
Pica-n cer, dar inca doare
Si cu-n adio zboara-n abis.
CALATORIE DIRIJATA
Zbori cugetare in timp anonim, cand albul compara privirea
Iluzorie enigma arbitrului in prisoarea vidului negru absolute
Pare himeric progresul in cadere exprimand cugetarea moarta
Geneza anticipate de geniu e existenta rascolita ce-aluneca din viata
Intunecata recunoastere e inevitabila menire oglindita in haosul numit stiinta
Visul sare-n limitatul tel fragil,infinitul zboara
DESTINATIE:
Zbori privire iluzorie in absolutul ce pare mort, iar viata-ntunecata in stiinta visului zboara
Iluzorie enigma arbitrului in prisoarea vidului negru absolute
Pare himeric progresul in cadere exprimand cugetarea moarta
Geneza anticipate de geniu e existenta rascolita ce-aluneca din viata
Intunecata recunoastere e inevitabila menire oglindita in haosul numit stiinta
Visul sare-n limitatul tel fragil,infinitul zboara
DESTINATIE:
Zbori privire iluzorie in absolutul ce pare mort, iar viata-ntunecata in stiinta visului zboara
luni, 14 iunie 2010
A powerfull pure white light surrounds me like a protective cocoon who fulfills its role perfectly because I do not know what is out of it. Material does not enter anywere here.
I am a cosmic child, a divine particle because I was born from nothing. My father is time itself and my mother is chaos. I have no parents, I just am from the beginning of matter. I have always lived here surrounded by light and always alone. A complete solitude, where only silence made me be in present, in time, in matter, in existence. Rarely a reddish light appears and brings with it the thoughts of empty blue humans. I say so because they live on the blue planet, yet deserted in her rottenness. I know it well, they all showed me in their thougs.
But this time something was different. The red light was even stronger and, at one point when it changed to grasping darkness, it began to hurt me. The darkness brought with it a terrifying noise. My ears hurt and my eyes were filled with a reddish liquid that began to trickle on my face. I was crying tears of blood. Them i started to feel pain through my entire celestial body. I was stabbed by thousands of knives that came deep inside me. I began to make like the blue ones because the pain was to grand so, I yelled and i cried with blood. Then the cocoon was teared apart and all the warm blood emerged out. The evil darkness cast me into the human world.This world was evil, cruel, impure, worthless and despicable.there is no single good thought to offer me comfort. No one thought to bring me back my love and light. I hate this world, I can not live in it. I am a shell banned by the great cosmos on a whosoever wandering land.
The light told me that a time will come when I will be born and I will forget the true hapiness and love how long i will live in the ''blue ones'' world. I will become a empty blue human because I was trown in the cruel game of evolution and i can only choose to play it. Also, the light told me I came here to save people and take them to a upper level, but i will kill and banish to the tenebrious world even more people.I knew from the light that many will hate me because they will be scared by my power and will be manywho will worship me because I will not hesitate to trow myself in the frozen and eternal arms of death and embrace it with serenity.Unlike other ''blue ones''I will overcome my limitation in life and i will achieve fullfilment.
I will be carried by destiny like a plastic bag carried by wind.will rise above all as a primadona above human limitation and then will be dragged through the mud all over the worlds rottenness. i will witness the great battle among light and darkness. Everything will continue to take place as planned and I will be helpless. I am predestined to suffer and throw suffering and pain I will rase above. I want to fly,to rase above and to be born out of love,life after life in bodies of clay and be immortal. I want to be. I will be.
I am a cosmic child, a divine particle because I was born from nothing. My father is time itself and my mother is chaos. I have no parents, I just am from the beginning of matter. I have always lived here surrounded by light and always alone. A complete solitude, where only silence made me be in present, in time, in matter, in existence. Rarely a reddish light appears and brings with it the thoughts of empty blue humans. I say so because they live on the blue planet, yet deserted in her rottenness. I know it well, they all showed me in their thougs.
But this time something was different. The red light was even stronger and, at one point when it changed to grasping darkness, it began to hurt me. The darkness brought with it a terrifying noise. My ears hurt and my eyes were filled with a reddish liquid that began to trickle on my face. I was crying tears of blood. Them i started to feel pain through my entire celestial body. I was stabbed by thousands of knives that came deep inside me. I began to make like the blue ones because the pain was to grand so, I yelled and i cried with blood. Then the cocoon was teared apart and all the warm blood emerged out. The evil darkness cast me into the human world.This world was evil, cruel, impure, worthless and despicable.there is no single good thought to offer me comfort. No one thought to bring me back my love and light. I hate this world, I can not live in it. I am a shell banned by the great cosmos on a whosoever wandering land.
The light told me that a time will come when I will be born and I will forget the true hapiness and love how long i will live in the ''blue ones'' world. I will become a empty blue human because I was trown in the cruel game of evolution and i can only choose to play it. Also, the light told me I came here to save people and take them to a upper level, but i will kill and banish to the tenebrious world even more people.I knew from the light that many will hate me because they will be scared by my power and will be manywho will worship me because I will not hesitate to trow myself in the frozen and eternal arms of death and embrace it with serenity.Unlike other ''blue ones''I will overcome my limitation in life and i will achieve fullfilment.
I will be carried by destiny like a plastic bag carried by wind.will rise above all as a primadona above human limitation and then will be dragged through the mud all over the worlds rottenness. i will witness the great battle among light and darkness. Everything will continue to take place as planned and I will be helpless. I am predestined to suffer and throw suffering and pain I will rase above. I want to fly,to rase above and to be born out of love,life after life in bodies of clay and be immortal. I want to be. I will be.
vineri, 4 iunie 2010
Concurs Proză Arhiscurtă
Particip la Concursul de Proza Arhiscurta organizat de Trilema .
De ce tu, Fiinţă Umană, frântură de Divinitate îţi negi rădăcinile? Tu nu mai ştii rodul pământului să cultivi, ori să citeşti în stele şi fire de nisip. Tu nu mai ştii timpul să-l respecţi, ori să izbeşti toate ce sunt în tine. Uiţi că spectacolul vieţii tale va continua să se desfăşoare după plan. Ştii doar să îţi arunci copiii în locul tău. Din veac în veac, din planetă în planetă şi din haos în lumină. Asta e tot ce laşi în urma ta, fiinţă divină? Atunci încetează să-ţi iroseşti existenţa şi trăieşte.
De ce tu, Fiinţă Umană, frântură de Divinitate îţi negi rădăcinile? Tu nu mai ştii rodul pământului să cultivi, ori să citeşti în stele şi fire de nisip. Tu nu mai ştii timpul să-l respecţi, ori să izbeşti toate ce sunt în tine. Uiţi că spectacolul vieţii tale va continua să se desfăşoare după plan. Ştii doar să îţi arunci copiii în locul tău. Din veac în veac, din planetă în planetă şi din haos în lumină. Asta e tot ce laşi în urma ta, fiinţă divină? Atunci încetează să-ţi iroseşti existenţa şi trăieşte.
luni, 29 martie 2010
poem........Eu si Tu
Eu,scoica exilata pe-un orisicare mal
de oceanul fumuriu cu vibrari si mai intunecate
Ce-si trimite-un val furios si-nvolburat
Sa ma izgoneasca pa nisip egoist si confuz,
pe nisip negricios si nestiutor.
Tu,crampei de scanteie divina,inteles si acceptat
Orbitor de luminos,
Ce pasesti timid pe iazul argintiu cu vibrari de violet
In mijlocul caruia troneaza reflectia palida a lunii
Martora la fiacare zambet entuziast,sarut infocat ori lacrimare amara
Tu,dulce roza-mbujorata
Eu,rautacios spin.
Eu,venin amar si acid
Tu,nectar dulce-nmiresmat.
Tu revelatie profunda si mult asteptata
Eu,necunoastere si neintelegere
sfasietor de lungi si detestate.
Eu,neat tenebros
Tu,creatie suprema.
Eu.intuneric
Tu,lumina.
Tu,soarele
Eu,luna
Eu si Tu,atat de aproape si atat de departe;
atat de diferiti si atat de identici
Caci n mai stiu de-i visare-ncantatoare ori cosmar;
de-i alinare ori regret.
Pana cand?Te intreb Eu
poem...........Anael
Anael!Oh,Anael!
Azi,Ma trezesc dintr-o lunga visare,
ce nu mi-o mai amintesc.
Si-ncep a trai:
Traiesc alaturi de rasarit,
alaturi de flori frumos mirositoare si de pasari cantatoare,
de pajisti verzi brazdate de culori zecimale,
de nori pufosi ce valseaza pe cerul azuriu,
de izvoare cu clipocit calm si linistitor.
Dar si azi traiesc alaturi de apus...
Cad in genunchi in fata ta Anael
Si rogu-te raspunde-mi:
Ieri,atat de mult am indurerat si chinuit oare bietele vietati,
Incat povara lor s-o port pe umeri si acum???
O lacrima amara de sange
mi se prelinge pe chipul indurerat nestingherita.
Corpul meu,fragila pulbere de neant
Se rataceste in lumina flamanda de mine.
Ma cufund in visare
Si ma intorc in sfarsit
la ramasitele coconului meu
Din care mi-am croit drum ieri
Apoi m-avant spre necunoscut
Zburand cu noile mele aripi prin infinit;
Spre ceea ca ar trebui sa fie maine!
Iar si iar,si iar...
Anael!Oh Anael!
Arata-mi un semn ca
nu mai abondonat in Uitare!
Mereu va fi prea tarziu si
Niciodata prea devreme.
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