A love that's the root

 What is a love that cannot be

And has no measure at all

That makes everyone see

But doesn't know it did fall? 

In a passion so mighty deep

In a craziness that loops

You cannot stop and sleep 

Because it's got aggressive roots

True Love Will Find You In The End

 Some people really got a hold on me back in some times. And I used to feel I had a bond with them, like they were part of me in such a way that it felt unbreakable. 

Nowadays it's all gone distant and cold. No more blood, tears, or heart of gold. 

"True love will find you in the end", but you'll run away again. Because it's not love. Never was from them, anyway, just plain old lust for a temporary time. 

It's been 12 years since I stopped believing and realised how it all functioned, also in its mechanics of chemicals. For the chemicals between lie in some bed...

But never again have I faulted my own conclusion. Though I found again love in a much more cosmic vague way, just an unclosed, immaterial, kind of feeling: a love bigger than love itself, or just commonly known as my limerence cases of D.G.P. It's a kind of motherly undying love but with blazing strength of a sun. 

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

 Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments; love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove.

O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come.

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom:

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

What I haven't seen about the Epstein files

 What I haven't seen about the Epstein files 

Were the lynching of the royals implicated

Since the UK to all up on Norway 

And no one protesting massively 

In Portugal or Brazil 

For the mentioned children traffic sources

And even the thousands of families guilty 

Of neglecting, of selling, of permitting 

Mostly for disgusting money reasons 

And surely didn't see billionaires jailed

For no rage, unsubmissiveness or war

People have manifested towards those

Who relentless kill everyone in the world 

 Nothing really made an actual difference, anyway. Humanity still has always been rotten and will always be. The rest is just wishful thinking of dreamers like me, thinking of Tomorrowlands and Megalopolis of some sort. 

 Yeah, but it's not for you exactly, is it? And that's what gets you. And me. The fact that we've always been aware somewhat of the inexistence, the illusion of reality, because we're that cynical and no amount of faith was enough to stick and surpass our pragmatic sense. 

Bang and blame

 If I could go back I would and I would immediately step away, run, far, nowhere to be found or to risk the chance of getting entangled by everyone all over again. I wouldn't know of you all existing and that would be a shame, but a blessing for all of us who suffered. 

There's no medium way back in an extreme time like those days. No one really cared or was brave enough to face it all afterwards. No one processed it all. I hope it doesn't cost us all later in the day. At least not for me even more, since I've done nothing but processed it, facing it in every way it came about. I didn't run from the blame as I didn't run before at the bang. 

 I can still recognise your voice out of nowhere. 💔❤️

I'm a fool to want you - Frank Sinatra

 I'm a fool to want you

I'm a fool to want you
To want a love that can't be true
A love that's there for others too

I'm a fool to hold you
Such a fool to hold you
To seek a kiss not mine alone
To share a kiss the devil has known

Time and time again I said I'd leave you
Time and time again I went away
But then would come the time when I would need you
And once again these words I had to say

I'm a fool to want you
Pitty me I need you
I know it's wrong it must be wrong
But right or wrong I can't get along
Without you

Time and time again I said I'd leave you
Time and time again I went away
But then would come the time when I would need you
And once again these words I'd have to say

Take me back I love you
Pitty me I need you
I know it's wrong it must be wrong
But right or wrong I can't get along
Without you

(playing on the radio now. one of the ultimate heartbreak songs {I imagine it was from the Ava Gardner era too} 💔)

The halogen street lights

 I'm joining Daniel Knox 

In a kind of manifesto 

For the continuation 

Of the streets lights 

Of halogen 

I was supposed to do a poem 

But this is not