truth (parte um)

por favor se as suas crenças forem facilmente afectadas não leia o excerto que se segue.
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rape down silence, death all around, i live only for violence...from this point on, there will only be dragons

"And the truth is; (believe me) that God does not exist; any mother fucker that goes for a sin is not a beast; we all born bastards and we all die like bastards; and the deeper we go into shit the better we feel when we leave; this world is not a quest; but noisy accident that blows up fast; monstrosity, and you may think I’m wrong, is not atypical; but the most common bull shit fagot where you can fall into; politicians are just like whores; gay dead dramaturges in benevolent morgues; life has only one purpose; feed these putrid thoughts behind the flour. There is much more to say about my(your) world but for tonight these are the only things you’ll learn."

chaos liturgy by nirolo

feed back

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and i do, i realy wonder if i will ever change..
close my eyes and force my self to unblock this rage..
if i'll ever get the guts to say good bye and fuck you..
split out the trueth and put an end in this lie,.. that it's you
if i will ever realy gonna climb this wall, so high
pull out from this reality and stop falling to fly!
i wonder, if some day i'll be turning my back away to them,
awaking only to find out, that i know my way out again.

..fuckin world..

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While we were talking
While we were playing
While we were laughing
Some one was crying
And some one was dieing
Some one keep screaming
When realize that life is bleeding
Out from her body…
Some how I feel it’s fait
Some times I rather to run away
Pretending that I don’t understand
That this is the way it worksand
I can act like I just don’t care.
But what would you do..
If it happen to you?
What would you say?
If these shit come up on your way?
Would you run? Turn away?
Hide deep and begin to pray?
Remember that if you don’t give a shit today
no one will give a shit tomorrow.
Indifference is the shortest path to isolation.
And with isolation always come the end.


Sorry I know this not a good poem (if it is a poem) but this come out to my mind I haven’t been able to stop my self.. But now that’s already in here please think about this, and we might be able to make this world a better place.
Thanx

olá

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...who am i.?.

...nasci antes do próprio tempo,..
...sempre vivi para lá do momento,..
...nas largas lonas e lacunas do pensamento,..
...em que a condição humana se reflecte em mim...
...no tormento sem nexo e na entropia sem fim,..
...em que me embrenhei ouvi pela primeira vez o meu nome; Olörin...