yellow-funnymoony: 2010

joi, 1 aprilie 2010

uită

Ameţeşti fără să crezi că te mai ridici
Morcirla melodiei bâzâinde
Vibrează sub durerea impotenţei arse
Pe rug în gând de flutur ştes
Nu pot să cred în zori cu bătăi de inimă
În uşa încuiată ai sădit cuie de rugină
Imobilizată în etern până ieri
Treci străzi aglomerate de propriul nimic
Nu vezi greierii ce devoreză
Furnica eşarfei roşi de mezcal
Pleacă vierme înger părăseşte reîntoarcerea

Floare de înger în sânge din cer
În cioburi păşeşte spre izbăvire
Victime se sparg în infinitul deşertăciunii
Nu înţelegi glasul care trece şi lasă pustiu
Fără să crească sădeşte raţionalul minciuni
În abstract te văd oglindit de aroganţe
Egoism în miros de vis castrat
Maltratat de doriţă... dispare
Nu poţi să păşeşti fără să calci în gropi de idealuri
Mă văd în seminţe de floarea soarelui
Ard că nu pot să mă înec în foc
Pasiuni jupuite te atacă ca haite de lupi
Luna urlă după soare
Stele îngheaţă în oceane de morminte
Scuturi clădite să înfrunte egouri
Nu poţi întregi încrederea pierdută
Culege-o din fructul interzis
Ispiteşte amăgirea cedării
Meduze de eroi biciuiesc plăcerea iluziei
Văd culoarea durerii în lumini orbitoare
Iadul paradis singur în doi

should I

Tremur cu zahăr amar pe suflet
Muşte înconjoară cadavre de vise mucegai
Inimi zvâcnind şlefuite pe rozătoare
Presărate peste mase doritoare
Taie adânc în carne artificială
Cu euri de ceară
Fă ghioceii să moară în primăvara deşertului
Nu cred în timbre pe plicul gol
Ziduri sfărămate de minciuni orbitore
Reclădite în viziunea iepurelui dezmembrat
Cenuşă cu gust de amintiri
Călcate de copite cu roţi de mai
Nu respira timp putrezit
Greşeală din flori de lotus

Respiri din anatomia melancoliei
Abatoare pe cârlige înnoadă
Fericirea îmbătrănită de transparenţa metalică
Fără tine coaja de pâine flegmatizată
Tăcere muribundă încovoiată de absurd
Cangrenă în suflet huiduit
Afără asasini de greţuri vulgare
Noima pare îmbibată
Vermut spirtos în miros
Tăcerea ajută mormântul cast
Sămânţa refugiată în durata fragilă
Greaţă epuizată de tăceri euforice
Stai cu adevărul la iesire
Surâs meschin pe şine de durere monocromă
Adie marginea pupilei pe minciună
Vezi în gol fecundul mort

Confesiuni

De ce aş vedea când nu cred
Respiri în speranţă de eter
Vapori te îmbie să inspiri real
Fără pietre doar cu bulgări de regret
Plăcerea cu şantaj orbeşte în umbră
Raze de soare înjunghie principii
De ce taci în loc sa expiri respingeri
Te îndoi sub presiunea unei pene
Fără să-ţi vezi refleţia într-o lacrimă
Creezi din reproş nisip de aluminiu
Arde oare sub cupola de remuşcare
Roţi dezumflate în zare se văd
Norii tutun în fragezii plămâni
Vată de zahar în cuşcă de idealuri
Scoici furate în loc de urechi
Nu poţi să opreşti marea
Doar să bei sarea
Mai era o zi în vânt prăfuit
Pe cărări în rădăcini cu ghimpi
Prizonieri liberi singuri împreună
Ameţesc greşesc te iubesc în cenuşa
Balanţa îngemănată rugineşte fără ploaie
Aş vrea să pleci cu prezentul în trecut
Morile de vânt se opresc în furtună
Galbenul devine gri
Gri amestecat din culoare de da şi nu
...Mai esti tu ?

Poezie ?

Ladă de gunoi bâzâind cu vise contaminate
Te privesc prin crăpatura gândurilor de zahăr ars
Gheaţa dulceaga încleştată
Durere monotonă pietrificată
Prima picatură de sânge în solz de peşte
Dintr-un muşuroi de vise mucegai
Control de sine anihilat in cârlige de carne vie
Printre noxe tuberculos amor
Ovar cu plăceri injectate cu gheaţă

Ochi de tigru înjunghiat
În durere îmbibat
Ac de gămalie spânzurat
Sânge de trandafir de spini îndulcit
Zorii în prăpăstii ispitite
De priviri goale dezmoştemite
Verde în faţă ovulat
Nu găsesc în cuvânt să privesc
Cartoane îmbibate în viziuni ovale
Descuiate de perversiuni frontale
În războaie fără sânge
Orgalii cu glas de bebeluş
Vise pe aripi de fluture încleştat
Crezi că vezi în ceaţă
Prin gânduri murate în greaţă
Inimă smulsă în gheare de vultur granit
Lacrimi cu miros de porci
În grajduri de iluzii dezaripate
De ce te înfăşori în vină
Hârtie fără mentalitate
Vibrantă cerneală în spume de alcool
Îneaca fără a sorbi din suflet
În întuneric pieri cu licuricii
Cazi în zbor...dispari

citate

Actors die so loud.
Henry Miller

All growth is a leap in the dark, a spontaneous unpremeditated act without benefit of experience.
Henry Miller

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.
Henry Miller

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, oddly enough, is consciousness.
Henry Miller

And what is the potential man, after all? Is he not the sum of all that is human? Divine, in other words?
Henry Miller

Any genuine philosophy leads to action and from action back again to wonder, to the enduring fact of mystery.
Henry Miller

Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the artist himself. In becoming an end it defeats itself.
Henry Miller

Back of every creation, supporting it like an arch, is faith. Enthusiasm is nothing: it comes and goes. But if one believes, then miracles occur.
Henry Miller

Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.
Henry Miller

Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.
Henry Miller

Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
Henry Miller

Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
Henry Miller

Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him.
Henry Miller

Every man with a bellyful of the classics is an enemy to the human race.
Henry Miller

Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.
Henry Miller

Example moves the world more than doctrine. The great exemplars are the poets of action, and it makes little difference whether they be forces for good or forces for evil.
Henry Miller

Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.
Henry Miller

I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth.
Henry Miller

I have never been able to look upon America as young and vital but rather as prematurely old, as a fruit which rotted before it had a chance to ripen.
Henry Miller

I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.
Henry Miller

I see America spreading disaster. I see America as a black curse upon the world. I see a long night settling in and that mushroom which has poisoned the world withering at the roots.
Henry Miller

If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.
Henry Miller

If there is to be any peace it will come through being, not having.
Henry Miller

If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that we are eternally anchored. One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.
Henry Miller

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.
Henry Miller

In expanding the field of knowledge we but increase the horizon of ignorance.
Henry Miller

In the attempt to defeat death man has been inevitably obliged to defeat life, for the two are inextricably related. Life moves on to death, and to deny one is to deny the other.
Henry Miller

In the beginning was the Word. Man acts it out. He is the act, not the actor.
Henry Miller

In this age, which believes that there is a short cut to everything, the greatest lesson to be learned is that the most difficult way is, in the long run, the easiest.
Henry Miller

Instead of asking 'How much damage will the work in question bring about?' why not ask 'How much good? How much joy?'
Henry Miller

It does me good to write a letter which is not a response to a demand, a gratuitous letter, so to speak, which has accumulated in me like the waters of a reservoir.
Henry Miller

It is the American vice, the democratic disease which expresses its tyranny by reducing everything unique to the level of the herd.
Henry Miller

It isn't the oceans which cut us off from the world - it's the American way of looking at things.
Henry Miller

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.
Henry Miller

Life is 440 horsepower in a 2-cylinder engine.
Henry Miller

Life is constantly providing us with new funds, new resources, even when we are reduced to immobility. In life's ledger there is no such thing as frozen assets.
Henry Miller

Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement.
Henry Miller

Los Angeles gives one the feeling of the future more strongly than any city I know of. A bad future, too, like something out of Fritz Lang's feeble imagination.
Henry Miller

Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The only ones who are unable to profit by it are the insane.
Henry Miller

Man has demonstrated that he is master of everything except his own nature.
Henry Miller

Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.
Henry Miller

Music is a beautiful opiate, if you don't take it too seriously.
Henry Miller

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.
Henry Miller

No matter how vast, how total, the failure of man here on earth, the work of man will be resumed elsewhere. War leaders talk of resuming operations on this front and that, but man's front embraces the whole universe.
Henry Miller

Obscenity is a cleansing process, whereas pornography only adds to the murk.
Henry Miller

One can be absolutely truthful and sincere even though admittedly the most outrageous liar. Fiction and invention are of the very fabric of life.
Henry Miller

One has to be a lowbrow, a bit of a murderer, to be a politician, ready and willing to see people sacrificed, slaughtered, for the sake of an idea, whether a good one or a bad one.
Henry Miller

One of the reasons why so few of us ever act, instead of react, is because we are continually stifling our deepest impulses.
Henry Miller

One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.
Henry Miller

Our own physical body possesses a wisdom which we who inhabit the body lack. We give it orders which make no sense.
Henry Miller

Plots and character don't make life. Life is here and now, anytime you say the word, anytime you let her rip.
Henry Miller

Sin, guilt, neurosis; they are one and the same, the fruit of the tree of knowledge.
Henry Miller

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.
Henry Miller

The concert is a polite form of self induced torture.
Henry Miller

The great work must inevitably be obscure, except to the very few, to those who like the author himself are initiated into the mysteries. Communication then is secondary: it is perpetuation which is important. For this only one good reader is necessary.
Henry Miller

The legal system is often a mystery, and we, its priests, preside over rituals baffling to everyday citizens.
Henry Miller

The man who is forever disturbed about the condition of humanity either has no problems of his own or has refused to face them.
Henry Miller

The man who looks for security, even in the mind, is like a man who would chop off his limbs in order to have artificial ones which will give him no pain or trouble.
Henry Miller

The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
Henry Miller

The new always carries with it the sense of violation, of sacrilege. What is dead is sacred; what is new, that is different, is evil, dangerous, or subversive.
Henry Miller

The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough is love.
Henry Miller

The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love.
Henry Miller

The ordinary man is involved in action, the hero acts. An immense difference.
Henry Miller

The prisoner is not the one who has commited a crime, but the one who clings to his crime and lives it over and over.
Henry Miller

The real enemy can always be met and conquered, or won over. Real antagonism is based on love, a love which has not recognized itself.
Henry Miller

The real leader has no need to lead - he is content to point the way.
Henry Miller

The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death.
Henry Miller

The tragedy of it is that nobody sees the look of desperation on my face. Thousands and thousands of us, and we're passing one another without a look of recognition.
Henry Miller

The waking mind is the least serviceable in the arts.
Henry Miller

The world dies over and over again, but the skeleton always gets up and walks.
Henry Miller

The world has not to be put in order: the world is order incarnate. It is for us to put ourselves in unison with this order.
Henry Miller

The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order.
Henry Miller

The world is the mirror of myself dying.
Henry Miller

The worst sin that can be committed against the artist is to take him at his word, to see in his work a fulfillment instead of an horizon.
Henry Miller

There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.
Henry Miller

There is nothing strange about fear: no matter in what guise it presents itself it is something with which we are all so familiar that when a man appears who is without it we are at once enslaved by him.
Henry Miller

To live without killing is a thought which could electrify the world, if men were only capable of staying awake long enough to let the idea soak in.
Henry Miller

True strength lies in submission which permits one to dedicate his life, through devotion, to something beyond himself.
Henry Miller

Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.
Henry Miller

We do not talk - we bludgeon one another with facts and theories gleaned from cursory readings of newspapers, magazines and digests.
Henry Miller

We have two American flags always: one for the rich and one for the poor. When the rich fly it means that things are under control; when the poor fly it means danger, revolution, anarchy.
Henry Miller

We live at the edge of the miraculous.
Henry Miller

We live in the mind, in ideas, in fragments. We no longer drink in the wild outer music of the streets - we remember only.
Henry Miller

We should read to give our souls a chance to luxuriate.
Henry Miller

What distinguishes the majority of men from the few is their ability to act according to their beliefs

What does it matter how one comes by the truth so long as one pounces upon it and lives by it?
What is not in the open street is false, derived, that is to say, literature.
Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them isnot my concern.
Whatever needs to be maintained through force is doomed.
Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge.
Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring.
When one is trying to do something beyond his known powers it is useless to seek the approval of friends. Friends are at their best in moments of defeat.
When you know what men are capable of you marvel neither at their sublimity nor their baseness. There are no limits in either direction apparently.
Why are we so full of restraint? Why do we not give in all directions? Is it fear of losing ourselves? Until we do lose ourselves there is no hope of finding ourselves.

joi, 1 aprilie 2010

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