In the Woods Omnio 299 796 km/s Not long ago-in mind- we picked our choice and we gathered together -greeted nature by storm our bodies layed down as we fell... And our faces turned away from the earth we trembled into the world of dreams The cradle of imagination Our knowledge was complete all our needs fulfilled we could not feel a fairytale so unreal for adventures like me and you being nothing but shadows of our mortal selves I a way, I perceive myself as my own god my own master and my own slave I am but a thrall towards my own desires Just when it all seems so hopelessly to break free from what I have done I will try, do it all over again, and flow with the waves like the sun I draw parallels between intuitions and instincts I carried since dawn when dusk comes, I would like to see I was wrong, though I still am a thrall towards my own desires oceans of infinity... -one shall seldom witness such forces in motion one shall seldom take their part -we join and we breath genesis and revelation whatever that happened as we came along -for we stepped into what we had remembered as the world of dreams -the source of imagination we crawled out from our drunken sleep, though we could not understand from heaven to hell one shall seldom witness such forces in motion one shall seldom take their part we joined and breathed genesis and revelation whatever that happened like an infant still crawling in it's mother's womb A jesus christ whom never left.. Not long ago, in mind, we picked our choice -gathered together and greeted nature by storm from heaven to hell from all to none, and father to son I am your flesh My eyes are closed I feel alone there is something inside me dripping and screaming how can I feel love when love was something I never had? talk to me-do you know me, and who I am I am your flesh, remember me tell me who I am, and I will tell you what is behind that door; there is a child who is waiting for you No one to touch no one to hold I am alone, fighting against this disease I lost my eyes I lost my head I lost my flesh and my heart -who made me? you made me I lost my blood I lost my love I lost my feelings, and I am losing my mind The child's blood was made by you, do not blame him the killing were made by you, do not blame him Closed my eyes, left me alone-remember A drug composed with the things that you do drowning in words, though they never came through Kairos! The moment that your senses play a part -when all of them caress a new impression Somewhere deep within your heart like qualities of permanent obsession Can you conquer your emotional delay can you draw tomorrow's history today can you feel the tide is turning can you overcome the yearning -or will you blindly obey? Break through-embrace the light of Kairos! Behaving unwillingly like a recording machine All these emotional standards reduced to leftovers of a dream Is everything just like it seemed to be moments ago who am I, where have I been, and how will I know? Have you ever had a date with an oracle that told you some of her secrets? The only breed in the following term; -share them with reasoning creatures ...what if, and you won't know anything about it before you do-if you have..... Weeping willow if the earth was a willow and you were one too -would earth be weeping so gentle and true? if i was the garden whereas you could grow -would you hand me your brAnches and grant me your love? in between the lines of your story-flowing through the pages of a book so well prepared the words leave more than ashes from your pencil when it speaks of tiny stories that happened through these years I swear that your present reality-disillusioned obscurity? -will gently wipe away the tears of wasted seeds how Can we go through this -with wounded wing before we learned how to fly how can i control desires -when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night? i will try and make you imagine; the aura where they stand is filled with little secrets -as written in the sand Naked as a child at birth a question in disguise an oasis in a lonely desert where lonely unknown lands lie from here and into infinity -humble and timeless philosophy-you gently wept away the tears of wasted seeds all the days that have left me and the species i have seen ahead days will follow -it was only a dream though my garden is growing under skies out of blue, and it changes Each season both in colours and in truth you should know that a willow -a weeping bed's pillow- until all days are through the rain that fall on your branches, Just yearning for a source to feed it's primal need can maKe your beauty blossom from within with flowers blowing in the wind-and in seasons to follow.... Omnio? These eyes, do you hide behind these cold blue eyes? I know I want to know The light, driven by the pale blue skies I go where to go Despised, and driven by these echoed eyes I know where to go A sign, written by these tear stained eyes I go do go blurred were my eyelines, hindering... -to touch omnio so let me belong, eat me raw, stick me empty with your hungry claws-bring me light can you feel the tension? set me free from this sleep, leave me be to judge my own creation-bring me love and as I burned my fragile skin -touched omnio All this can not go on anymore, these thorns they tear me to pieces The sign is given your sign is given I am illusioned feed my lust and hunger-my addiction the thought of a naked appearance facing the rest of the world, left me in chaos-a prey without a common address drowning in salt water- can do nothing at all I am left here begging for mercy... In this room; when I found images of poetry; I lost my deed, my shelter and my pain did they leave you unstained? you may swallow all my precious lies you may stay and you may follow me further down the thin and crumbling line I bleed for my loss and hunger -my addiction though the thought of a naked appearance leave in me the wonders and words Can burdens relieve me from slumber in unpleasant worlds? Can the essence of bone regard me re-birth? bardo These eyes, did I die behind these cold blue eyes? Did I know where to go? This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise did glow even though my cries were driven by those echoed lies No where to roam Open my eyes, enlightened the child that whispered bardo omnio Let me belong, eat my raw, stick me empty with your hungry claws-bring me light can you feel the tension burning? The soundtrack of our lives, on an early April morning, may be able to re-define the standards of this restless emptiness... Carved out of velvet, draped in truth -to reach omnio Let me be strong, let me draw all the lines that fall upon the floor-bring me life let me feel electric tension I am greater, taller and a thousand times smaller From a ghost that told you where to go to a piece of flesh that need to know And as I turned my fragile skin -I reached omnio I have gathered bricks throughout a lifetime to build a house where I will live The door is where I write these words -the window where I forgive Restlessly I searched the hallway for the truth of yesterday But changes cast their ugly shadows -the basement is there host today is this the omnio I have been searching for?