onsdag 3. juli 2019

Mothers evolution....

What is mother.....




My mother.....northernlights grandmother....is....well seems to be a clone of little moon northernlight and her Evil twin....a born awaken girl....named i cannot remember....they used to play together as babies....toddler and first graders...


Until i forbid it....as i saw the little girls lack of empathy....trying always to murder Northernlight with her own hands....


She was more robust build and stronger then a boy....in anger...screams and fury...


Devious like a rotten king......and even at tomes sexual....in a manner as if someone had touched her.


Vile....body connection....without any purpose.....nor coherence.....


As if she had been someones ragdoll....
Equally she touched and used dolls in that manner.


I do not know....if her sexual abuse resulted in her personality......


I saw her behaviour ever since she was toddler.....before this abuse was even possible.....


Such strong relentless little hands firmy grabbing my little girl.... without any purpose nor reason.....


Throwing chairs around to hit heth.....and grabbing knifes....


little monster child....


Telling my baby girl....i was actually her mother....until she cried sobbing....my poor little princess...


Well...my mother....northernlights grandmother is a union between this two girls.....


My task is to save her soul....and the only way to do that is to make the evil twin....into my own little daughter.....let her grow inside her....to heal... or balance the good and the bad...


The worst part of my mother is her evolved part....that is what is more most utter most evil....insane...lacking reason....capable of killing or beating crazylee a little good girl....just for the hellvish of it.......


This is a reason why i do not respect the evolution....i respect intelligence.....but i do not have much respect for evolved people who forgot their hearts in the backspace......


it doesn't impress me much.....


Mother....plastical mother....always copying...doesn't know herself....and little to less others....she can be me if she likes....

mandag 24. juni 2019

Aliens

Standing blond and tall....in the water....waving at giant me....


I feel insecure...first time i see another giant....after my love came....Apollon....or Adam as some wish to call him.....


i realize i have been busy dreaming.....in worlds i wanted to know better.....noras univers....
And forgot to give him a kiss a pet....a caress and another kiss....


And now this other giant coming towards me ....truly i wish not to know him....i wish to be faithful


i try to leave
But he tells me to stop....


Are you scared of me? He asks....


i said no
- i made myself about a head lower then you...just to make you not be soo scared....


he looks disappointed as i rise....

And sees he reaches me to my boobs...

thou jokes gofilee...About the boobs size and the size......


- You know ur actually human he exclaims....i am alien and your a human dreaming


- okay....
I know....
but....it was nice talking to you.....i need to go to my human boyfriend over there.....he is very much human you know......bye bye bye.....


huh....?
wait.....don't go....please
I didn't mean it like that!!!!!!


nomather......
Forget about it......


i run towards him...soo happy to melt into his arms.....still i feel the warmth of his love.......


i haven't seen you for awhile.....


- yes, i know....i have just been dreaming....
but if you like....we could build a house together....


Soo we could like....have a bed....and be happy.. .


-oh....i know this story


We are like Adam and Eve....


Now we just have to keep our innocence


And not eat a certain fruit.....


- It's not a fruit silly.....that's just something the forever pot revolution guys say.....
It's marihuana.....we are not to touch marihuana to keep our innocence....


Marihuana is like the son of the devil....thou i think the devils son is nicer......


- I promise not to touch it.....if you promise not to....


i will stay away from it....for certain.....i hate marihuana....


- Marihuana destroys paradise.....and paradise is probably a marihuana plantasje.....just like in the movie the beach.....


- i am scared you still will be tempted....


- No....i will not !!!!!!


I rather leave paradise then be tempted by maruhuana......

https://youtu.be/uwi3bwMHj-4


søndag 23. juni 2019

Giants

How was auntie when she....well...when she died mother....she was....
- thing is that everyone tells me a different story...
- got sick....with a tumour in her belly....they said they couldn't operate her...cause she was to thick
She was thick like you and me.....it's all lost you see....
We need a female army....that's all....


oh mother....i already have that




My ship....my ship ....my crew....my whole crew....


oh....there it is....just on top of the human army.....perfect....



eh....sorry...i put you wrong here....you cannot be here.....
this is another army now....



its gone
gone...
my crew my people....

- It's in the top of your roof silly....they just tiny....


you can call upon them....and they come to you....


Oh....hi...
Your soo little....what am i to do?


well....your a giant simply...


this is a place for giant's


oh....i knew that


i am a giant champion....that's all....


he stretched himself to reach his head breaking the top of the roof....


as he was stretching himself and looking gloomylee unto the skies...full with stars...and a city nobody knew of....exept a few...
a utter most few.....

And under between...and in the rock at the bottom a godess was asleep......was it previous apfrodity or Venus.....some rocks moved in the under flourish off the doves....
Some where her knees....some where her legs....others where her breats.
The movement was slight....tiny rocks and dusts of sand from the doves silkylee strolled up and down the waves of the water....

(few choosen)

tirsdag 11. juni 2019

Conversacion....abuela y su mujer en norte...

En la cocina....

- Tu crees que ella te ama a ti?

Nose amor....nose


Ella no conose amor....
Ellos son unos monos en comparasion con nosotros....


Ese tipo de mujer no sabe amar.....solo le gusta el dolor......


Se agararon a abrasos intesos y besos mientras las ollas cocinando el fumo....


En pasion se miran....
Ella sigue su "conversacion...."
Quiero que tu le peges ah ella....que le peges duro.....


Y esta vez me la matas......

Amor no puedo...yo no puedo regresar alli....me busca la policia...piensan que soy el estupido ese....que se anda metiendo en politicas....


Mira si solo por el momento llegas y la pescas fuerte....


(voz de un hijo de hace lejos....si...en veces recuerdo que el trataba de pescarla)


La conversacion sigue....


- Mira...yo no tengo ya casi musculatura.....no puedo hacerlo.....


Tu eres fuerte...si tu no lo haces es porque tu la amas mas que a mi.....


- Yo no la amo a ella....ella es una primata puta.......ella no me importa a mi......


- Amor....recuerda que ella no sabe amar.....solo por el dolor  ella te conose.......
Si ella te hubiese amado no hubiera dejado que esto succediera......
Que te lastimaran mi amor......



Que te lastimaran.....


- yo lo se....esa gente no me quiere.....me desean muerto....no saben amar........


- Bueno entonces es simple........
No es ningun problema entonces......


- No te dejes....vengate y matala ah ella......

- Si no lo haces......yo pensare que tu la amas ah ella y no te lo perdono.......
Porque entonces tu no conoses lo que es amor.....


- Y ya no te dare amor....me buscare otro......

(Voz interior)(Vuestra abuelita esta en Romania......



Y haci fue como el abuelito vivio sus ultimos dias dentrando y saliendo de su forma invalida pescanso estrechando las manos.....en sus momentos concientes para pescar su esposa.....en comando de una tal general del espacio....su otra esposa.....



Y abuelita nacio en Romania hace 50 años por hay.....hiso una doble vida...doble incarnaciones...


Ah estado en tranquilidad y muy feliz.....parece ser profesora......en una escuela.....


Y este cambiaforma ya la encontro...y quiere casarse con ella......


Talvez para destrosar su destino......


- Voy a tratarte bien murmura el.....porque esta vez tu piel es mas clara y tus ojos mas claros.....tambien.....


No sera que este shapeshifter......le cambiara su destino por siempre.......


- Y que quiere con ella pregunta ella en el sielencio del espacio......su sutil voz se reflexiona....


Seguramente algo que se le escapo.....


Conciderara su necesidad por dolor......haci como es su convincion????????












søndag 26. mai 2019

Mi madre es.....y no lo sabe...mi padre se lo oculto...

Ella la HULK...

Ella siempre pone carita de innocente...pero ella es uno de los seres mas fuertes de el mundo.....y no digo fuerzas psychicas.......que alli ella prefiere el placer...el vinito...el pansito dulce y calientito...su cafesito.....y un colchinsito donde acostarse y sentadita con telenovelas......


Su fuerza es phisica....aunque le cause el mundo dolor pchyches.....poniendola triste.....ella tiene una fuerza muscular que hasta a ella misma se asusta...


una vez me regalo una camita muy bella bella bella...
Y tuvimos una discussion...yo ke dije ah ella que le deseaba la muerte...

Pesco esa camita y la puso sobre sus hombros...ella tenia entonces mi misma edad...40 años...y mas pequeña que mi en altura y sintura...sinceramente...


igual pesco esa camita sobre sus hombros y facilmente corrio bajo las gradas con ella...


mi madre es muy especial...
Y haora que el mundo magico esta despertandose oh durmiendo...nose si trabajara ella por las luz o el mal.....


Le acabo de gritarle otra vez como hace muchos años atras.....


- espero que se muero...

me eh ido de el paiz antes que vengan concequencias peores para mi......


les digo adios a todos mi amigos...primas y primos...


Un abrazo y un beso bien grande para todos...

A huge hug and a kiss for everyone...
Toty has left the building....  


ps.Mi padre cuenta a el mundo que el nunca amo a mi madre...pero quien no podra amar a ella la Hulk...cuando anda de mala o de buenas...

Sobre mi tumba lloraba...


Yo soy Sade...me pusieron ...de nacimienti...
Yo iba a la posa a ajuntar agua...
Aunque mi hermanita quien ahora es mi madre...dice que ah ella le tocaba hacer todo el oficio en casa...


Yo recuerdo...bien...ah ella la mandaban a la escuela...eso era su vida.
Y haci fue...

y ami jamas me dieron mucha escuela...
mi vida iba hacer venta en el mercado...como mis madres antes de mi...
Y realmente eso me agradaba mucho...yo que queria ser como ellas...siempre...


Mi vida fue sufrida...
Pero yo igual tratando de ser contenta y agradacerle a dios.


Mori...mori y mori y me fui...
para otro mundo...vivi como la hija de mi hermana. Yo alli naci...y hasta vi mi propia carita durmiente en una caja de vidrio...recuerdo que la vi...fue algo muy impactante...(impacting...)


Era como un plan mas aya...y todo salio bien...
Pero mi hermana quien sollosaba en mi tumba...haora me odia mas que nadien...
Me dice cosas...me trata mal...

comprendo que me iba mejor con mis primas que estar junto a ella...

Como es el ser...cuando no tiene algo lo desea...y cuando lo tiene lo desprecia...
La vonurabilidad mas grande de el ser humano...ciertamente...


Hasta yo...quien tengo cabesa y intelligencia me cuesta lo de el agradecimiento...


amar es facil...
Agradecer es lo mas dificil en la vida...
Al fin y al cabo...todos no quejamos.

fredag 15. mars 2019

Calm under the waves...

LYRICS
I walk barefoot where the water drowns the sand 
With you no longer here to hold my hand
I let go 
I let go
The ocean makes my swelling heart feel small 
With the sounds it makes you won't hear it if I call 
I let go 
I let go
There's a breeze in the air 
There's a boat anrchored out here 
There's a calm under the waves so I choose to sink
Your skin protected me from sunbeams 
Your hands made sure I'd stay intact 
I let go 
I let go
You were always there to walk me home 
With you not here, the streets I roam 
I let go 
I let go
There's a breeze in the air 
There's a boat anrchored out here 
There's a calm under the waves as I choose to sink 
With your voice in my head 
I would float here instead 
But there's a calm under the waves 
So I choose to sink
I'm tired now 
I'll see you when I wake up 
I've heard it's pretty where you are 
I let go 
I let go 
There's a breeze

onsdag 27. februar 2019

love love love

how desperatly you seek

you seek and you seek and you seek

love is not something to seek...

what you seek is aproval....aproval by someone aproved by others....the universe

as you walk lonely with all the money and eits in the world smiling....still being disaproved....

unwanted....by the universe....how lonely it must be....

seek rather then...those alike yourself...the other disaproved will welcome you into their arms....
and you will mistake that also for love....but it will be more longlasting....

then you craving something or someone you do not deserve....someone whoom is not for you......
a soul that cannot be bought...

how rare that is....yet it exists...

i bet you find it fascinating.....something to study....and maybe even experiment on....

how cheap you truly are....truly...