Divagações

Quanto mais penso, mais me baralho
Quanto mais imagino, mais me confundo
O teu olhar, de minha impressão, parece que me despreza e a tua ausência aumenta...
No entanto a tua boca, de minha impressão, parece intrigar-me com palavras recheadas de alegoria...
A minha mente baralhada por não encontrar nexo em parte nenhuma e o meu coração confuso não sabe o que sentir...
Deixaste-me sem alento, sem parede onde segurar a minha moribunda cabeça, as minhas quatro cercas esvaneceram-se e tornei-me mais um sem-abrigo emocional...
Descontente faço um sorriso amarelo e despeço-me com um golpe bruto e simultaneamente suave resgatando a minha desorientada pessoa e levando-me numa viagem curta ao sítio mais longínquo possível...
Como posso ter medo de quem amo? Pois foi isso que senti, após o tropeção de palavras que criei para te expulsar do meu campo de visão...
Foi horrível agir assim, mas como posso combater algo que não vejo ou que não existe? Acho que não poderão julgar pelo que fiz... Censura está fora de questão...


神龍、??日2月2010年

I think the coast is clear...

The tip of my fingers crawl upon the coldness of my face...
My eyes remain shut because it's too cruel to look at it right now...
My mouth is dry, swallowing the moans and screams I cannot release because of the scars left in my flesh...
A war no one should get into...
A war that compromises everything in your life...
A battle with no winners or losers...
Just fighters...
You and your ideals, principles, moral...
Everything that makes you you...
Those are your own opponents...
And even when you feel like you've won, they show you that the battle ain't over yet...
And your eyes remain shut until something captivating and worth looking makes you give up on darkness and live through this war, making you flawless...
Until your next fall...
And those moments are worth watching...
Those moments are worth living...
Those will be the memories carved in your heart that will make you keep going...
Treasure them, but first... Live them...


神龍、8日2月2010年

僕の手

僕の手
They can be peaceful workers,
Slothful peace makers,
Or kind human warmers...

僕の手
Can be good dealers,
Humorous gesture makers,
Or rigorous leaders...

But at no point should you make fun of them
At no point are you allowed to bite them off
At no point are you permitted to judge them or even speak for them...
僕の手は僕のですよ。
For these can turn their sweet and kind touches that come from within my heart into the deadliest of weapons, desirable to the Devil...
人間が大好きだ、けど天使じゃない。
Not even loving ones I tolerate...
Maybe more than I want...
But the limit cannot be pushed at anytime...
僕の手はアートのメイカーの手です。
そして、アーティストはCREATORとDESTROYERです。
僕を信じて下さい。。。


神龍、5日2月2010年




Translation:


僕の手 (Boku no Te = My Hands)

僕の手は僕のですよ。(Boku no Te wa boku no desu yo. = My Hands are Mine!)

人間が大好きだ、けど天使じゃない。(Ningen ga daisuki da, kedo tenshi ja nai. = I love humans, but I'm not an angel)

僕の手はアートのメイカーの手です。(Boku no Te wa AATO no MEIKAA no te desu. = My Hands are hands that make art.)

そして、アーティストはCREATORとDESTROYERです。(Soshite, AATISTO wa CREATOR to DESTROYER desu. = Furthermore, an artist is a creator and a destroyer.)

僕を信じて下さい。。。(Please believe in me...)

Sins and virtues - Marionette

Sins are actions
Virtues are gifts

Sins were made to be committed,
Like rules are made to be broken...
No news here...
However, it's the way we commit that makes them something bad or something bigger then virtues themselves...
Not even 神さま can judge that with a negative notion, for not only is he our creator, but also the original creator of evil and its sins...
The Devil doesn't recruit followers from humankind, he lures people in order to have puppets to play with, for that is the role that 神さま assigned him...
Sins...
If 神さま is everything, then he is also evil, the bond between good and evil, the balance and the personification of both ends...
For them, we're puppets...
But both of them forget that we too have a conscience of ourselves...
Most of us may be dumb, but not all...
Don't underestimate us!
May be it's gonna be us who will end up playing with your own strings...
And strangle you...
The student surpassing the master
The elevation of new entities...
And it's gonna be the sins and virtues ruling the moral of Earth...


神龍、5日2月2010年

I found and lost Bonaparte...

Today I met Josephine
As rude as a peasant
As kind as a queen
For today I met Josephine

Tyrant in words
Soft hearted in emotions
Childlike thoughts
Slip her so called matured mouth

Thought it'd be hard to know her, but
Despite all the rudeness
Despite all the orders and cursing
Before I noticed, I knew her
Better than myself

Yesterday I met Josephine
Naive mind
Her eyes are keen
For today I met Josephine
again
and again
'Till Josephine was no more
But a person that I once met...

The days were passing
Her hand was harassing
Every single piece of me
Never has been like this with anyone
Never have I let this be

Yesterday I met Josephine
And I forgot her
And that part of my mind was erased
I once met a Josephine
And never again I wanted


神龍、2日2月2010年

The painful truth

Flying...

The flightless wings...

I envy your beauty

I adore your greatness

But at no point I want to share the same fate...

I don't want to be hurt or hurt...

I know life's a constant war, but I don't want to be another soldier taking out someone's life...

I want to be free to roam...

A thrown and unstoppable arrow reaching for bullseye and succeeding...

I want to be as great as you and not falling from grace...

I don't wanna be forgotten...

神龍、26日1月2010年

Soulless Machine

Careless breezes wander the world

Rogue dreams wander the heads

Free feelings roaming with words

Texting, net surfing, videochatting...

The virtual reality killed the poetic world...

The cold machinery brought soulless bodies to life, turning ourselves into soulless beings...

Careless breezes no longer wander the world

Rogue dreams won't be wandering the heads

Free feelings are now conditioned by words

And the souls are no longer where they're meant to be...

Art will no longer exist

Evolution will be the crucial goal

No rhyme and reason dancing in our minds

Just purity of intelligence...

We'll no longer be Homo sapiens sapiens...

We'll be Homo machina...

神龍、20日1月2010年

男芸者

(Dangeisha)
(Homem-Geisha/Geisha masculino)


Time to dress my skin, my everyday suit...
I adjust my cheeks, eyebrows and lashes, nose, chin and my lips, perfect for today's performance... like every day...
My time to shine (or fail) in front of my public... It will all depend on my acting...

I perform the life of a person in front of everyone, my character is inserted in an everyday routine from the moment I step out of my bed...
Sometimes it feels deeply hard to maintain my posture, but I never loose my mask...
I rip and break things apart and scream, but my character remains... I maybe hated, but I won't ever give up on my character...

Ever since my conscience exists, my character exists...
Ever since I began to know myself, my character exists...
Every single detail was thought and formed while I was formed...
And today my character prevails...
But my mask is breaking...
It's not me breaking myself, but the mask itself breaking on its own...
I'm beginning to change...
I'm just scared of what may come...
Scared of not having a mask anymore...
Scared of people seeing through me...
For I am not me when you look at me... but as I said, this won't last forever...
My mask will die, but I won't die with it...
I'll be force to live...as a human...
Just another one...


神龍、26日1月2010年

Despite all that

Quite frankly I wanna shoot you down.

Shout to the world I don't wanna love you anymore, "I will not love you anymore".

But I can't...

Despite what we've been through, all the fights, all the arguing, all the sparks of wrath released through words just because we're too different, I do love you...

Yes, sometimes I beat you up verbally because I'm angry or in a bad mood, but don't censor me...

Yes, sometimes I do that in a revengeful way, but don't censor me...

Because, despite that, I do love you...

And I know that, despite all, you do the same to me too, even when you're in a good mood or simply playing bored...

And, despite all, you do love me too...

Maybe, just maybe, we really are meant to be together forever, not in a passional way, but in friendly way like we always did...

Like brother and sister...

Like Hansel and Gretel...

Like me and you...

Saku...

神龍、20日1月2010年

Miss Spider - morte emocional

Descendo, titilando as paredes ocas

De alma ou espirito silencioso

Que cerram meu tédio ocioso,

Que encerram o jazigo rugoso

De meu cansado corpo

Descendo das alturas vem ela

Torturando a visão de visitantes

Suas múltiplas mãos titilantes

Fascinando-me ainda como antes

De tanta coisa acontecer

De formas diminutas

Vem a pequena na sua demanda

Que a mantém viva como os vivos

Que vivem sem noção de viver

Viver para sobreviver

Vive a descarada assassína

Que esta pequena e graciosa menina

Mata quem ela quiser

Como nós

Diferença encontra-se no véu da moral

Pois todos somos capazes do mesmo

Mesmo que não seja morte física

Mas sim, apenas morte moral

ou emocional

神龍、20日1月2010年