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A breath before entering
To the immeasurable mouth of the unpredictable...
On a summit forgotten in time.
A portal keeps the secrets in chains
Waiting for the children of Cain.
Sentenced to never see the dull shine.
Immersed through the light-dark path.
Life and death merging in a longing.
The odyssey has begun, embraced by darkness.
Facing the unknown, beyond the portal.
On the Dionysian path, darkness release.
Leaving behind an Apollonian life, where the light encloses.
Moisture and rot caress the feet.
For the spirit, the cold air feeds.
Deep traces, deep burdens.
Inside the mind.
Like fire on eyes,
Burning, slowly.
One step to the depth
Gazing at the now.
And musing the absolute,
A meaningless, is all absurd.
The wind --- roaring,
The contorted --- spreading forth
The whole --- watching
Landscape --- in a messianic choreography.
Persisting the nostalgia,
Keep moving forward step by step.
Bygone times accompany the journey
The act of existence is taking form.
Objectivity, An argument to force.
The truth is arbitrariness.
Every search evidence desires,
Nuanced like the firmament.
The conscious emerged from existence.
Wanders through the darkness searching
Subtleties of the ways that mounts
With Awkward firmness.
Death can dances.
Closer crossroads, new milestone awaits.
Leaving vestiges in front of each silhouette.
The forest greets the daredevils,
The path as an aphorism.
Immersed through the light-dark path.
Life and death merging in a longing.
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Advent
11:50
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Moisture penetrates the flesh.
The silence is deafening.
Nature fed by death,
Indifferent to all morality.
Deaf whispers narrate aphorisms.
Everything is a frenzy in stillness.
Hostility with decline,
Decadence is acquitted
The landscape reflects
The dark clinging fears.
Like an opaque mirror
Silhouettes created at night.
Judging the advent.
There is no reason to return,
A new impetus
Has been fertilized
Where time stands still
Life finds a way.
Feeling the mist caressing the skin
Dense as thoughts
Tormenting with the icy invernal breath,
Eyes wide shut.
Eternal night, hours without law.
The darkness judges with authority.
Alone and immersed in the overwhelming.
Where the substantial of existence
Absorbs Immaturity,
And drown the rationalism
Expanding into the unknown
Stalking the imposed truth.
The sight is darkened by that
Which in the retinas will shine.
Will
Every step taken, agony;
Every achievement, vitality.
Every step taken craftily;
Every achievement, sanity
Gray is the nest,
That shelter like thorns.
Dim the moonlight,
Indifferent to suffering
Learning silently,
And feeding on death.
To be part of the path.
Of unknown immortality.
Disappeared in the mist
Consumed by the forest
Holding on the nonconformist
An experience from the honest.
Judging the advent.
There is no reason to return,
A new impetus
Has been fertilized
Where time stands still
Life finds a way.
Life finds a way.
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Thrown to Fate
10:10
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Whispers crying out for madness.
Silhouettes take a challenging form.
Fears personified in the unknown,
Presented as one
Called, ignorance.
The plain, full of those
Each one screaming louder
The panacea of all diseases.
Presented as one.
Called, arrogance.
Life, an absurdity,
The Path, the unknown.
Balance between control and passion,
Wrapped in eternal pain.
Suffering in decisions.
Thrown to fate,
Loneliness is company
When madness is possessed,
A reasonable price,
For liberty.
Going deep into the mountain,
With no more burden than autonomy.
The decisions are life and death,
The agony, midpoint of each day.
Where are the scales of morality
So then the acts of humanity were measured?
Why loneliness is an act of madness
And the madness is paid with solitude?
Muffled screams break the silence.
Ignorance unable to see beyond fear.
To vanish thoughts
And subjectivizing the truth.
Arrogant offsetting egos.
Mortality wounded.
The prides eclipses the mind
Morality instructed.
The truth seems some real
In the false mouths
Misshapen crooked words
Embellished by vanity
Error are not tolerated
Superior to all life
Sanctified gods.
Presented as one
Called, pride.The perfect is incorrorable
Underestimation of limitations.
Boast in the rot
Presented as one
Called, vanity
The plain, full of those
Each one screaming louder
The panacea of all diseases.
Presented as one.
Called, arrogance.
Life, an absurdity,
The Path, the unknown.
Balance between control and passion,
Wrapped in eternal pain.
Suffering in decisions.
Thrown to fate,
Loneliness is company
When madness is possessed,
A reasonable price,
For liberty.
Going deep into the mountain,
With no more burden than autonomy.
The decisions are life and death,
The agony, midpoint of each day.
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Moonlight clears the path
A monolith divides the road
A disjunctive in this existence
Advance or perish, left or right hand.
The silhouettes of past ghosts
Hiding a wounded and languid smile
Stepping inside the sacred place
The knowledge of knowing to choose.
Beneath the pain, a pure feeling
The bitterness disappears.
Inside of mind
Searching the life
Emerging survives
One decision, on line.
Roaming in the night
Gathered in this site
A monolith, a shrine
Left hand or right.
Face to face the consequences
Every path leads to a destination.
Imagination, just imagination,
Whispers from beyond
Echoes, only echoes.
Resonating from beyond
Where the mist take differents shades
Opaque like dull eyes.
Facing the unknown
Fear has no place,
The decision has been made.
Guided by instinct.
Thicker within the forest
The way has been taken
Shadows move restlessly
Being born again, from the ashes.
Under a gloomy moonlight
Consumed by black leaves
Dying reflexes touching the ground
Maintaining the humidity of the land.
Beneath the pain, a pure feeling
The bitterness disappears.
Inside of mind
Searching the life
Emerging survives
One decision, on line.
Roaming in the night
Gathered in this site
A monolith, a shrine
Left hand or right.
Face to face the consequences
Every path leads to a destination.
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The will rides in the maze
Mounted on uncertainty
An eternal force unleashed
Colonizing destiny.
Decisive inner fire
Every act is chosen
Rebelling against the wind
Incessant glare.
Empowered human acts.
Unleashed human acts.
Transcendence and the selfhood
Thoughts stopped in front of memory
Fragility of existence accepting the path
Everything stands in the storm.
With disposition based on anguish
Contemplating nothing
An absolute look at the infinite emptiness
Starting to live, on the other side of despair.
Synthesis of the temporal and the eternal
Of finite and infinity
Creating with actions
Released.
Stay constantly on the move.
Allowing changes in realities
Willing to reflect, letting go of certainties
Adapting to the changes that are coming.
Thought abstraction
Frozen in memories
Learning from mistakes
Deep need in desires.
On the path immersed in the forest
On the summit forgotten in time
A floating mountain, keeps secret places
Where existence is conceived by consciousness.
Bigger than obstacles
The force of the will
Immovable by anguish
Risen recklessly.
Decisive inner fire
Every act is chosen
Rebelling against the wind
Incessant glare.
Empowered human acts.
Unleashed human acts.
Transcendence and the selfhood
Thoughts stopped in front of memory
Fragility of existence accepting the path
Everything stands in the storm.
With disposition based on anguish
Contemplating nothing
An absolute look at the infinite emptiness
Starting to live, on the other side of despair.
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Existentialism
11:30
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On the chosen path, a swampy terrain
Where the nauseating mixes with the rarefied air.
The reflection of the night sun, smiles on the surface.
An invitation to disperse the stillness of the mirror.
Strange sensations run through the cold skin
Death skimming and lurking beneath the sky
Trees roaring to the beat of desolation
Sunk in the mud, contemplating verses of a deciduous universe.
Starting at every instant
A journey conceived by conscience
Existentialism
The sense of human essence.
Conviction imposed by freedom
The punishment is immortality
In a forest where nothing seems to be
Benign or hostile, simply indifferent.
Floating across the path
A new human alliance
In the alienated nature
Reconciling the lost offspring… humanity
Where are the free spirits?
Where in the forest did death befriend?
A long march where the truth is not certain
A long march where the forest accepts fears as offerings and offense.
The experience is to keep going
Understanding life as a memory
Wherever the chosen path opens up
Fate is the one who pulls the strings.
The void was filled, a breath before leaving
From the immeasurable mouth of the unpredictable
The swamp is left behind and will never be the same
The landscape and the spirit have changed
Still wrapped in water fed by death
The swamp remains in the thoughts
A whole life seems traveled on the light-dark path
Bright light looms in the distance
The ground to exhale a warm breath
A dawn at the end, the awakening of consciousness.
Starting at every instant
A journey conceived by conscience
Existentialism
The sense of human essence.
Immersed in the morning light, the path should live
A sharpened view
Contemplating the world
With other nuances.
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