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WORDS, ahem words words words,
maybe some meaning beetween words.
Searching for things I already know
to well, is this just a "verónica" am I
forever entretaining in exchange of those unwanted bits
I'm convinced, in this soil damped in blood
will stay on their way forever
for their children to realize our feeble
state, our smile grasping the frail condition
of our kind ever in danger.
somewhere I caught with those pointy ears o'mine

"Is impossible for the planet to end, it has overcomed greater crisis" ...
it was an Indian lady laying the folly of humanity on men shoulders.

I used to think like her, I almost applauded the AnneRice discourse in Queen of the Damned. But reality is much mor complex. Almost forgotten the filial love we're supposed to have toward every single soul in this sphere, time to time I think the damned are we.

And the vampires are too real to pinpoint, their minds weary with numbers, their hands untainted by labour, their candies on the street killing children that kill children to get more, their machines making holes in the faceless, their cogs turning and the everlasting smile reaching out.

Those numbers have faces, grief and history.
Those cogs are soldiers holding to a happy memory.

¿Where's the difference in the face of dead?
I'll tell you, the attitude in crossing the final frontier, tells appart shepard from cattle.

Intelligence is what brought us here, and you can swipe out patriarchy from this equation, we will use use our talents to twist the world into a caricature, no longer cruelty has a purpose, every mouth in the world could be munching meat and having babies.

Oh but they'll do, they just wont survive, they just won't know other joy that sharring the weight of civilization on their backs, we will just die thinking ourselves the winners of the unspoken test.

Survival is for the privileged, but only the hollow ones will know human heaven.
That thing filled with cheap spirituality and good intentions that never go too far.
That void filled with pills, and fur, and shinny stones, and fake smiles.