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The revelation

January 23, 2008

The revelation

Impossible-Why impossible?
   I have to cross the gap, to get to the other side
   as a spectator, the chrysalis forms and I become a
   participant in my own life
   I have dreamed of it too often,
   I have hoped for it too much to wait for it
   waiting for my life to catch up with me
   for me to get bogged down in my everyday life
   that I can look back without regret
   it is time for me to move to the other side ot the mirror
   to incarnate the relection I wish to be
  
   From childhood to awareness
   an awareness without being a man
   with no responsability as yet
   but so many things to do
   I spend my youth forging my will
  
   testing myself
   using my days to build my dreams
   From daydream during hard times that I can not evade
   how many times must I suffer
   so many failures, so many hard punches
   how many times bowing to others
   I am despite myself the only one to understand the real me
   because my past belongs to me and refuse to be divided
   night falls and I still wonder
   if all my sacrifices will be rewarded
   So much pain for a brief moment of happiness
   let?s hope

The light

January 23, 2008

The light

Nothing is of importance
   we have reached the end
   and we notice
   that the aim matters little
   only the way, the striving
   is worth your pain

My own truth

January 23, 2008

My own truth

I regret the day I had to talk about it
   to express my own highly biased advice
   to confront views and experiences
   nothing is neutral, all is real life
   I leave aside sincerity
   I take my opinion for granted
  
   If one day, I should go
   if some day, I should die
   talk about me with my own words,
   through my own dreams
   for there is no other truth than mine
   for I take my sincerity for a fact.
  
   I thought myself a moderate man,
   floating just below the surface
   loaded with ideals and kindly dreams.
   I wished so much for the truth
   And the good to triumph
   I tried too hard to shelter conflicting views,
   then realized I was intolerance itself.
  
   Trough the complexity of our minds
   the labyrynth of our consciences,
   we forever face our own reality
   our wounded souls constantly struggle
   we want too much to soothe, then regret it bitterly
   we try too hard to persuade
   then loose all our certainties
  
   subjectivity…

Bitterness

January 23, 2008

Bitterness

We trust
not naive but unsuspecting
to make ourself to believe
that nothing can happen
believing anxiety to be paranoia
that we are deluded
time that passes will erase all
the others have left
even if they say nothing
we cover all possibilities
all eventualities
so many silences
so many gracious acts
And then the wind turns
interests change
those we believed friends
turn away
we are left alone, desillusioned
only day and night remain
while we look for the flaw
that deserved
such treachery
such cowardice
left alone, with so much time to reflect
to feel guilty