that makes me think of her filmogradía chills, I feel an affinity with the ideas deAlejandro Jodorowski - and I worry. Neruda was born I said that it was impossible not to consider him someone wrote vulgar things so beautiful. One day I put them in the blender of my mind. And this came out, the 2010/03/14:
I can write more esoteric verses
tonight I can tell the story of the sun hollow
and reveal the true sex of the moon
say that at the heart of me I am,
standing on a sea of \u200b\u200bcorpses of me
Or pretend sanity to a flock of sane
I can be president, beggar, doctor or architect
and leave my signature stitched on each suture of the Earth
I can live for hundreds of thousands
years or create a new unit to measure my short-lived
existence of indecent cross to worship or extol magnificancia
art that will represent a bull with two heads
I can feel proud to write about love and violence
ink
shit and make up and playing an instrument that makes the delights
rat I can declare an explicit
fan of Nazism under the pious Franciscan monk figure
I can be someone else's eye
blade or beam in the eye and pretend
own saint or pretend I can be a convicted
unrhymed verses
phrase or a string of consonants
I can be one thing at a time
or learn how to be several at the same time reflecting on the wonders
a glass or living
from vapors
anyone can understand what I say or I can
be so obvious that it is boring and is finally forgotten
I can be an activist or be the carrot before the horse I can drive
to war
a tank made of dried flowers and a Christ head
I can write the same numbers or letters on an alphabet invented
new
or invented an alphabet ancient writing on papyrus
,
in stars or
cathedrals I can finish what I start ...
or sitting on a wire waiting to see how
end just
tonight I can tell the story of the sun hollow
and reveal the true sex of the moon
say that at the heart of me I am,
standing on a sea of \u200b\u200bcorpses of me
Or pretend sanity to a flock of sane
I can be president, beggar, doctor or architect
and leave my signature stitched on each suture of the Earth
I can live for hundreds of thousands
years or create a new unit to measure my short-lived
existence of indecent cross to worship or extol magnificancia
art that will represent a bull with two heads
I can feel proud to write about love and violence
ink
shit and make up and playing an instrument that makes the delights
rat I can declare an explicit
fan of Nazism under the pious Franciscan monk figure
I can be someone else's eye
blade or beam in the eye and pretend
own saint or pretend I can be a convicted
unrhymed verses
phrase or a string of consonants
I can be one thing at a time
or learn how to be several at the same time reflecting on the wonders
a glass or living
from vapors
anyone can understand what I say or I can
be so obvious that it is boring and is finally forgotten
I can be an activist or be the carrot before the horse I can drive
to war
a tank made of dried flowers and a Christ head
I can write the same numbers or letters on an alphabet invented
new
or invented an alphabet ancient writing on papyrus
,
in stars or
cathedrals I can finish what I start ...
or sitting on a wire waiting to see how
end just
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