Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality.
Monday, 31 October 2016
I am the dried earth of the past
I starve for water to fill the rugosities in my skin
I will rule upon thirst
I will be the victor of no man's land
not even my own
So give me all the horizons and erase all the borderlines.
- Poet, Modern hermit, solitude is a temple; art lover, brainiac and fixer. Personal inner development!
- Pensamento livre, mas não libertino; misantropo ma non troppo.
- Suffering of Addison Disease and ITP, among other autoimmune; rare and uncurable conditions; getting better but chronic, so it's a daily struggle for many years now; some of the reasons to be completely alone and not going out or dealing with people who harm me.
- Dark comedy rules! :) ; and as for a philosophy of life it's mainly a combination of aspects known from stoicism, ascetism, existencialism, nihilism and anarchism in its essence.
If you can't handle truth and reality just don't even get in touch, ok? thanks!