Showing posts with label Surrealist Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Surrealist Thoughts. Show all posts
Friday, 19 September 2014
Saturday, 2 November 2013
Thursday, 29 August 2013
Tuesday, 4 June 2013
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
Frost
Give me your hand
This endless garden is ours
Shall we run together
Until we lose our breath
Don't let my hand slip
Tuesday, 15 May 2012
States of Affairs
The illusion which a man could live
To thwart the decay of a confined monochromatic existence..
Craven deceitful lies..
To thwart the decay of a confined monochromatic existence..
Craven deceitful lies..
Wednesday, 28 March 2012
Misanthropy : A Fairy Tale
Prelude
I see no light, there is only darkness.
What does life revolve around? That is the real question.
Do not run away!
It is high time to stop this nonsense.
Despair is the fuel of life.
Please forgive me for not being there when you were in need of a helping hand.
I see no light, there is only darkness.
What does life revolve around? That is the real question.
Do not run away!
It is high time to stop this nonsense.
Despair is the fuel of life.
Please forgive me for not being there when you were in need of a helping hand.
* * *
Friday, 10 June 2011
Saturday, 19 March 2011
In My Absence
Good morning and welcome back ladies and gentlemen
Further ahead is the working pit and the crawling hours
Further ahead is the working pit and the crawling hours
Friday, 18 February 2011
Saturday, 12 February 2011
Revolution
He was awaiting for these moments
The calm before the storm
The storm
And the calm afterwards
The lethal calm
The sound of death
The sight of despair
And its dark glow in their thought
The calm before the storm
The storm
And the calm afterwards
The lethal calm
The sound of death
The sight of despair
And its dark glow in their thought
Thursday, 30 December 2010
Shinigami
He saw a field of flowers spreading its arms for him. His senses sharpened. He heard a dim voice. It has been like an eternity since the last time that warm voice reached his ears, it has been glowing in his head for a long time, though. He saw the light of a smile, almost the sole one that has been ringing in his head day in and day out and "Thou art Deceazed Fella"! The very moment these words touched his mind "Would that mean?", he thought. An explosion hit his heart, the instinct was violently triggered. Joice and delight it was.
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Obluda, která nemá své jméno
Today, I'm going to tell some random story taken from the fictional Czech picture book The Monster Without A Name.
This story can be found anywhere on the Internet and it goes like this:Saturday, 4 September 2010
The Heart Dimension
'Tis the unpredictable awaited time..
My time to dive into my collateral reality..
My reality is a rigorous one full of suspicion and emotions..
'Tis in an awful contrast with this world, the most common one..
I lost lust for that world..
My time to dive into my collateral reality..
My reality is a rigorous one full of suspicion and emotions..
'Tis in an awful contrast with this world, the most common one..
I lost lust for that world..
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