Self Reconstruction

Creation

20/08/2011

CREATION

Creation is the way out of this,

where you can touch the thoughts.

Stop standing in that dark corner,

of the sinner cell with you, you share.

All the fear will be killed,

if I start to touch my dreams,

in creating a better place,

vast stage that is everywhere.

Making things to appear,

picture of me they will create.

The bad will be weakened,

in the unseen, sensefull air.


The understanding of presence

of all these lies and tries,

was created by my birth,

I’m carrying the key to it, I’m aware.

It appeared and was gone,

forgotten in common lie,

again and again, to hold it I tried.

It’s me, always been, I really care.

I create, I will create in what

was created to create beauty.

The life chose the way,

I just have to live to create, if I dare.

Change, written sometimes in 2009/2010

they’ve changed ...

but you’ve changed too

world changes every day,

past changes us, to change in the future.

now i miss ‘em, cause i’ve changed

change me to refuse them.

just to keep from changing,

but i’ve changed anyway.

i do not change in “that” way,

but i change in the other way.

can i not change, can i stop changing?

that will be a change too ..

how to stay the same,

whe even no t changing is a change?

best way how not to change,

it to change the way you’re chaning.

i change,

i’ve changed ...

a lot ...

Mor Ho 2012, written on 31/3/2012

vietor zasial semeno,

zlo tazi dalsie bremeno,

Pod krizom pasu sa sny,

den celkom bol krasny.

krici nemala dusa,

o krik sa marne pokusa,

otvara hladne oci,

pohlad do seba otoci.

nevedoma seba samej,

bosa v tej zime rannej,

veri v to co jej zveria,

buducnost ktorej neveria.

nostane skrypta na zivot,

zabodnuty do srdca hrot

a tabulku podla coho sa meria

spomienky nehodne primeria.

mor ich a co i dusu vratis im

v tom boji nerovnom,

vol radsej nebyt,

ako byt ich otrokom.