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

Metamorphosis

Hear ye, hear ye!
Here the blue words start to glide
The purest product to tarnish your mind
In my domain, by my rules you abide.

Whether you despise gore,
I forewarn you, therefore..
leave and close the door.


Thursday, 29 August 2013

Rain

Your fears feast on your brethren's cries
Ordeals are storming, seek The Haven.


Tuesday, 4 June 2013

Asphyxia

Your eyes met the world's

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..

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.


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Friday, 10 June 2011

The Swamp Theory

Now I can see clearly. Thank you for the nice goggles!

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

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

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..