domingo, 6 de novembro de 2011

IMMORTALS

I would like to ask to all of theses fellows brilliant minds that are reading right now this group of letters to aloud me to induct this tiny specific word from the universe such as a metaphor of pic a simple honey brand from a shelf in the grocery store of being human.

In spite the fact of, possessing this solicitous honey brand as my own desire of weakness and guiltiness from the apple of Adam. We all owned to the poet who first exposed such word as something between good and evil, where even both couldn’t know who is who and declare themselves Immortals.
For myself; my sanity; my right as an equal, and my own madness. I shall pronounce this word:
”Love”
I looked in the eyes of love and I touched her meaning. Like I can touch right now my face end feel my tempter mixing with the biggest lie I ever told in this blessed land of liberty such as my smile, and my capability to convince mathematics and priests about nothing such as everything.

Like in everywhere else, love is also a mystery in America. We are all seduced by the single purpose of survive. It is simple beautiful and unscrupulous. There is no other combination of words to bounce so perfectly in in honor of this miracle of linguistics.

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