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No Angel

The higher I get the lower I feel

Wednesday, August 18. 2010
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So it is…

Life goin' all over the place in some silent moves in some silent speechless thoughts, the smell of reality today, tonight, the tangible meanings… they're so right and so on the other part of the wall… whoever knows what tomorrow will bring…

Posted by IcyNoAngel in Cadere in gol
Friday, May 28. 2010
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Resurrection

It was known that it will happen at a certain time and that five thousand people were to be in that place. They will be there with a reason but they will not know it until it happens. And when the day came, the rainbow fell from the sky and encapsulated the 'village' of people. The eyes I was seeing with, showed me people I didn't know wanting to escape, screaming for their parents, children, for their family that remain on the outside of the enclosure.
Nobody knew where the better place is, the inside or the outside. The eyes got me to a room that seemed to be on the lower level of a house and into a box there were these small rocks, a shade of foggy blue, though shinny, smaller or bigger but all the same shape. And the two that were with me wanted to break one… and it broke in small little pieces that had the same shape.
This might be the key to the out side where lots and lots of people were waiting sitting all around the rainbow enclosure. And at some point it happened, a small box passed through the rainbow carrying some of the shinny rocks.

And they opened it…

People had a contest with God… they lost by not attending.

Posted by IcyNoAngel in Cadere in gol
Sunday, July 12. 2009
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Iluzie optica

Culoare de nedescris in intunericul absurd conturat de imagini neclare, patrunzatoare nepasare, vaga simtire, virtualizare focalizata pe concret indescifrabil, moarte lenta. Sunet indecis, scartait sufocant, solemnitate macabra, ia-ma ai du-ma, in ferestre inchise, in uai blocate, in marmura neagra, in desis impletit, in apa murdara, in panze de paianjen, in iz de mort, in gust de putrefactie, du-ma si lasa-ma acolo.

Posted by IcyNoAngel in Cadere in gol
Wednesday, May 6. 2009
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Alcohol

Maybe the only one thing that will not argue with you and will never be over, neither upset that you did not 'look' to it, is alcohol. Man's best friend is alcohol, it will never argue with you, it will never leave you, it will always agree with you, it will be there where you left it, it will wait in silence until you finish what you are doing, it will not shout at you, it will not criticize you, it will not lock the door, it will not throw you out, it will always be a pleasure.
Alcohol doesn't care what you think, it exists just to serve. Nice.

Posted by IcyNoAngel in Cadere in gol
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