Acantonamiento

Tomorrow now comes today
And I command you to march forward
Get ready an army for this star above the second wooden stair

You have to do as I say

A group from all the 4 corners of the world
Devils and Pirates
And God himself shall fight this battle

Coming to the battlefield ina a fully Iron and Silver Armor...

And thus the enemy will not have a chance

Thus we will hold the position

It is your work to do...

Resist and withstand...

Son of the East

A wooden Stair

A wooden stair lead us to heaven and somewhere they still lead to hell

An old wooden stair lead me to a safepass

I wish to keep it safe

Now all my paranoic feelings are unleashed

I shall contain them

For the wooden stair

And the star living above it

Save the World tomorrow

Tonight sleep a little and rest
Tonight do not think in the forces of the enemy
For tomorrow you'll eal with it, you'll confront it
But tonight...Forsake this world
And with a kiss of mere imagination go to sleep
Save the World tomorrow
For you must and you can

Messiah Complex

This thing can tear all of the people inside me apart.

If I don't watch it closely

If I do not learn to expect the unxpected of each one of the factors around.

To redirect lightning

Al redirigir un rayo con toda su fuerza

Acaso no queda un poco de todo eso en uno

Acaso el cambio de rumbo no deja el estrago del rayo

Y la potencia de este, esto segundo siendo algo positivo.

Al redirigir un rayo, espero...

Los rayos redirigidos aguardan

Quizá un día vuelvan todos sobre mi

Tal día recordar debo

Do not retreat and not surrender.

Los días de redireccionar rayos no son estos.

Quien sabe cuando y quien sabe si...

Todo luce tan tranquilo y en calma que no puedo sino sospechar de un daño oculto hacia el futuro.

Maldita paranoia pues!

Listo aun estoy

Para la tarea de redirigir un rayo

O aquellos que vengan en la noche de verano lluviosa...

Si es que lluvias torrenciales quedan en el mundo que se seca.

Viva la vida

Mira a la caballeria avanzar, avanzar sin tientas a las lanzas enemigas, mirales avanzar en el ciego frenesi.

La tierra tiembla bajo sus cascos lista para ser alimentada por la sangre.

De un minuto a otro las posiciones cambiaran y el curso de la historia con ellas.

Por todos aquellos nombres que no pasaran a la historia a pesar de haberla provocado y alterado y v ivido en ella.

El choque es aturdidor, pero no quedaran sordos, la sangre brota aquí y allá, y algunas partes de cuerpos despedazados.

Pero ese es solo el inicio, donde ni los escritos de aquel italiano se comparan a la realidad

Y esto no es el infierno, es una batalla por el cielo.

La ironia no me pasa desapercibida.

una entrada de palabras al viento

Porque se lanzan al viento en el viaje
Sin esperar jamás nada de ellas ni siquiera que los de enfrente del auto figuren siquiera el porque de estas.

Palabras lanzadas al viento sobre las cosas que han cambiado
Y que cambiaron para bien
Aun asi mostrando sombras permanentes de cancion en cancion

Es cierto, las cosas han mejorado de modos insospechados

Y como los que se van de Omelas yo sonrió ante la ironia de los costos

Tomamos los costos, es Karma, todo esta bien, es lo correcto, y sonrio puramente.

Leer aquellas entradas viejas como rememoración me recuerdan el sentir del que escribia.

El sentir que ahora es un sentir-recuerdo

Y aun así

Se las maneja para una entrada mas

De costos de guerra y perdidas por allí

Las ganancias siempre serán

Del mismo modo lo perdido

Las historias terminaron

De modos epicos que un día serán contados

Como las batallas de los 24 000 efectivos

Oh que sangrienta carniceria!

Oh valiente lucha por la independencia!

Valiente en verdad

Y nada es mas triste que hoy

Recordar los días de colonia

Aunque me he prometido guardar los momentos gratos

Y solo los momentos gratos

Las porquerias se van desarmando y rearmando

Tal es el camino de mi sendero

Empiezo a entender...

Creo que empiezo a entender...

El porque de las cosas

En el vinculo entre episodio-cancion-situación

Still to girlie I am

And I found it all

In the middle of a sunday morning

When rain is not falling at all.

And the Boromir day changed.

From one year to the other like never before
like everytime before
And somehow remote hopes came to be

In someway the land dissapeared behind my feet
And I was proved correct
Although it can still be a subject of debate
If it was a mistake the thing that made all of this changes
Well if a mistake it was it couldn't be more correct in it's nature

And then all the flurry visions in the nights of eve
has become much more than mere alucinations or in-tear-images

Now I cannot find me as I was yet I am
I am a logic evolution of that
I am I can be who I decide.

Yet there are still chains around me
Those of my past walkings and tours in-class hours
And they have to be the next to go

Oh I still remember that day long long ago
Some allusions to it were present
Like the gray day, and some of the places of the epoch
Yes it looked like the Boromir day for sure.
It was after all

And it was a different thing completely

I pray I sleep
I tease and I kiss
And I buy but not for me...

Yes it doesn't feel like my personal selfish celebration

I walk and I smile
I catch, I enjoy

And certainly I do not find all the connections to the past till the day is almost gone and I'm in the subway half sleeping and half thinking.

"But he was selfish and full of envy" she says
And I smile again thinking about it

People do change
Sometimes for good

Sometimes for worse.

What can I say? It's been years and years and soon the confrontation may come

I will shield instead of try to shield me.

And I better have the upper hand
I promise myself to do so.

Then another wall will fall

They will all come down at a time
And it has to be soon

If I want to
If i desire to
If I propose myself

To rise
And run trough the forest
Ready to go with a blast of glory
To live with a blast of glory

And to break myself apart
Leaving my name immortal
When all the rest is gone
Leaving my memory permanent
when everything else in me is not.

So see me now staring at you
Staring at my whole live at the same time
Staring at myself in the reflection of your eyes
And the darkness around us

Melting and taking a new enbodiment at the same time

Melting again
One more time

Minding and reminding...
Of another time
And a soul out of our worlds of souls
Replaced for all the world
Yet irreplaceable for myself.

The circle now is finally completed
And as a consequence she's now hidden of the world

Her face is gone...
And now a face of new appeared

Different
So different

One for real
One is not

Things do change

Time has spoken

And hence the Boromir Day changed

It became something more like what everyone else celebrates

It is still the Boromir's day

The tainted future of the original one has still little effect on it

Yet the future of the tainted future is proving to have much more effect than that

To finally even things

And smile

walk

kiss

buy

remember

tease

sleep

talk

Love

The places of the memory

The places of my walking tainted by the presence of my own shadows
And glorified by the memories in them.
All those places full of dust of time, and full of the noise of the past

And now they are full of the ghost of you, the shadow inside the concrete
Yes they are,
Full of you, images of you and pictures of you
And to travel amongst them ust minutes after you left...
It is magic indeed
And takes a breath of me.

the eva is done...almost

es una creacion perfecta en ensamble, pero el ensamble mismo carece de eje armable

Es una creacion cercana a perfecta pero aun no, se encuentra fuera de balance

Pero esta hecho hecho por ahora a mas llegar no puedo.

No por ahora

The worlds is gone

I wake up in the evening and I realize something different. The world now gone and replaced for something quite similar yet not the same.
I wake up and feel my body crying and in pain,
And it feels alive at the same time.
What is left of the world is only the chaos around me.
And when it comes to order the world will be gone.

What is this brave new world?
What is this brand new day?
For only the brave and the bold to take.

Oh I pray to be brave then
Pray to be bold enough when it comes into play.

Oh old world forgot to all
Yet not for me...

And now I walk with little of fear
Prove me soon oh new reality this place won't make the mistakes of the second a permanent loss

Aside of that I can say
The old world went away with a blazing explosion with a different charge
It dissapeared in full glory non the less!!!

Despair is left
But it can end
Alone now the world is gone.

The Fabric of Reality

Will break in little pieces, it will leave us alone
And the world won't make sense anymore
Far from you I will see no escape.

Now sleeping within my wakin hours
I pray my God our sould to keep
If we should die while we're asleep
Pray the Lord our souls to save.

And to give you a soul to save.
I'll share my stuff and drown my believes
Because they can resurrect if a Hellblazer says so.

And now the sun is cold and our love strong.

And the fabric of reality was hitted by my very trying of change the world.
Let us fade inside a brighter reality a sharper world.

Never begone
Never forgot

My petite coeur