View: -anatomic-
coloana vertebrala sanatoasa
pe fundal de scolioza
s-a nascut la mine-n corp
si-a infipt gheare in oase
dureros
un plaman cedeaza zilnic
de atat tutun satanic
si-n ficat se zbat amare
votca si diazepamul
tiroida mi se umfla
si gonadele-mi plesnesc
de atata daruire
si atat pacat ceresc
si stomacul mi se frange
si saliva-ncepe-a curge
si ma misc cu oase sparte
si-mprejur e numai moarte
iara degetele dor
pangarite de suc gastric
si de foamete ma sperii
band tutun, zambind apatic
si am herpes in gingie
ustura, si ma framant
sarutand intens icoana
dumnezeului cel sfant
biciuit pe spate umblu
si alerg cu capul spart
iar in urma doar meninge…
si presimt ca am sa cad
Sharing: compulsory not social
Big mistake that is! If I were any of the others I’d even apply the creed… But I don’t! The main idea here is that sharing is not even worth the effort, let’s not talk about the mental pain that it causes…
Some become mad after causing themselves this tragedy…A self made weapon with which you hang yourself at the door knob, frustrated that you were born that short. Would you like to share that feeling? Of course you would! What could be of better use than knowing you do not suffer alone?
You cannot value or weight despair! Either because you do not care, or because you are not conscious or objective enough to detach the world from the truth. Ain’t it just thrilling how you overcome facts for the sake of your own disbelief?
But enough with the nonsense. I do not know if there is someone who can understand the flow of words above…Fortunately there is no one that can interfere with my way of thinking. Still, awkward are the ways people perceive ideas. Maybe in a million persons there could be one that can guess the actual meaning of sharing as I see it. Don’t get me wrong, there is something noble about sharing as long as one does not use it as a cover for its fake humanitarian spirit.
Sharing is for me what the perfect model of love should be…unachievable! Brainstorm this both ways: would you share your beloved one with another person or would you be able to love two persons in the same time by sharing the love? I know, love is just a shitty example, but its efficiency made me think! What if sharing is not possible? Actually, one cannot share his lungs or heart with someone else…He can just donate it and that is not sharing, not at all!
So consider the non social aspect of sharing! Maybe you can get a better insight…
Teasing campaign: Let’s just give a hug instead. Maybe simple things have a solution though 
View: the liberty to be ill
I just gave thought to the last 48 hours of sleep I had…Yes, I slept for 2 days continuously, even though you might have seen me awake and full of life. Yet, it was not me that stood in the living corpse…Nevermind! Not here to make small talk about myself… I just thought of the illness of being less human everyday. We are ill, yes! Something deeper than lung cancer is eating us all. And this is not because of smoke or pollution, this is because of us directly, no detours, no mandatory routes, no obstacles, no ideas, nothing….
What I discovered to be glad about is the fact that I actually enjoy this illness so much that when I lack it, i pretend to be ill. I am actor with public and a scene, but with no purpose. And we all are, aren’t we? What I really mean is that there is a tendency to be as vulgar as possible and compete with other vulgar beings around you. And you can replace vulgar with any other suitable term, of which I am not going to make a list because I wouldn’ t waste time to tell you what you already know.
Sickness is the word for this new century I guess…Ugly, disgusting, depressing, degrading flow of sewage under our own eyes. Aren’t you a little bit scared of what tomorrow is going to be? You will be more free to become contagious, that’s for sure!
