Law

As I see the differences cases that recently have been put in the media. I see more and more of how law is manipulated. Innocents are made look guilty and guilty are made into sainthood. Is incredible how low the human being has come to. Where there is nothing real, all is an illusion. It seems this thing we call law, is just a way of people living out of other peoples problem. Not to fix or come to a better understanding. Is about how long can we keep the process. To charge the person until there is nothing left. How lawyers hang out with judges and buy each other. This is one of most disgusting professions I have come across. You know for a fact that lawyers don't care about the person they represent. They care to make as much money as they can from you. Will us as thinking humans will ever see the light? I don't know. But I know one thing, the abuse that is being done by the law won't be able to survive when the people stand up.

Live the life you will

Awake today, nobody else can make it there. But you that still glares in the mirror. Nobody is expecting, only you the reflection. Growth is inevitable. Change is debatable. Death is absolute. The roads await you, choose a path nobody can't. In the risk is the adventure. Which is the right or which one is the wrong? It doesn't matter cause is your own road. To risk is to live, to live is to die. We where born to die. Inside can tremble and it can hurt. Only the memories can give you this pain. Pieces inside to try to relive what was. It's only a memory a risk in the path. The truth it's unclear, there is nothing real. It defines it all in the eyes of the beholder. Seize the day. Live the life you will...

Open childhood

From the moment you can understand you are bombarded with beliefs that are not proven to be real. Binding a child's mind in a complicated knot. Why do we do this? What ever happen to exploring life? What happened to taking risk? If we are on the way everytime,they will never learn. We can't protect them we can only be there to help if they ask for help. We are the guardians but not the one living their life. They live as they want,just like we did.

Dance the last dance

To rescue yourself from annihilation of your own demise. The sight of your lifeless body lies. Rescue me is not an option. Caution as you are getting close to your auction. Grown that much, hold on to much,said to much. The darkness is near, the fear is much real. Skinless skin becomes the scented rubber of my bed. We have come to rest,beyond all the rest. The feast has just begun to feed the unknown self. The brake, the tear, the rip, the stare, as if nothing was there. Empty shells being broken. Moistness and dampness of the inner soils.The soil of a lifeless life. Of motion one’s done, only memories are left undone. To go through it you must have been the creator of the journey. You only see the memory of what was, not what is or what it will be, just the beginning of a chapter yet not written, it will be empty, lifeless alone. The growth of new life dances with death all over the shell. Growing bigger as the feast is open to sell. Everybody leaving when all is over. Dance the last dance, drink the last drink, eat the last piece. Nothing was there and nothing is left. Till next time, dance the last dance...