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BEGINNING\r\n\r\nBefore the start\r\nit was him\r\n\r\nwhen prophecy came\r\nthe curtain was raised\r\n\r\nthe voice got way\r\nthe word settled\r\n\r\nfor a moment:\r\nFrom nothing\r\nBecame everything\r\n\r\nin the navel of the earth\r\nthrough holes of fog\r\nthe spirit began to breathe\r\n\r\nlife opened its eyes\r\nand started\r\nto seek the human.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
THE HEAVEN CAN BE PRES\r\n\r\nIf you do not want\r\nto be written in your epitaph:\r\n\"Went away without saying anything\"\r\nSpeak wise. Do not keep silent\r\n\r\ndo not go\r\nwithout moving any stone\r\nfrom the place of life\r\nfrom where death follows you\r\n\r\ndo not yawn\r\nin the same dream\r\nmore than one time\r\n\r\nto arrive up\r\nmust be traced down\r\n\r\nstart just then\r\nwhen you have exhausted everything\r\nby yourself\r\n\r\nlong way you have to make\r\nuntil then\r\neven heaven can wait\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
FOREIGN LANDSCAPE\r\n\r\nIn the glass of life\r\nthousands of bubbles of death\r\n\r\nthe faces of people\r\nsweaty out of the white sun\r\n\r\ntrees are wiped out of roots\r\nbig waters are afraid of them\r\n\r\nNew snow\r\ncovers old oliventrees\r\n\r\nices play with stones\r\n\r\nin the mountains\r\nsome red spots\r\nhunters and tombstones\r\nwait for the best day.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
THE PRAY\r\n\r\nPray for me\r\nwhen I disappear into the unknown\r\nand no one should know\r\nwhich flow took me away\r\n\r\nfrom one side to the other\r\nask for me\r\nuntil the feet\r\nnot carry you anymore\r\n\r\nmy footsteps you will find out\r\nwhere the river of sins\r\ndeeper is\r\n\r\nthe rest\r\nin the middle of the dust\r\nand hurricane.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
UNLUCKY PILGRIM\r\n\r\nHe got himself on his shoulder\r\nspruce peaks of the world\r\nto find the lost image\r\n\r\nafter many years he realized\r\nthat all this journey had been in vain\r\notherwise it would remain silhouette with one eye\r\namong the blinds\r\n\r\nthe stars were far away\r\nthe tombs closer\r\nin the middle he was\r\nand his sinful body.\r<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n
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ENIGMA\r\n\r\nTell me someone:\r\n-Where the soul haunt\r\nwhen the human becomes\r\nheartless?\r\n\r\nwords\r\nas if the bones were broken sometimes?\r\n\r\ndreams\r\nwhy hide\r\nout of sight?\r\n\r\nwhat makes the blood\r\nto crawl\r\nunder the skin?\r\n\r\nwhy the living peolpe do not be told\r\n\"Rest in peace!\"\r\n\r\nwell, that is life\r\nwhy we need to die?\r\nand death\r\nto live?\r\n\r\ntomorrow\r\nstick to today\r\nor today\r\ndied yesterday?\r\n\r\n\r\nperhaps, Holy Books\r\nwe have not fallen yet\r\ntill the end!\r\n\r\nthe end of holiness\r\nare in the strong hand.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
JOURNEY\r\n\r\nIn front of me\r\nwind of frost\r\n\r\nafter me\r\nstones burning strangely\r\n\r\naround me\r\nwater and fire\r\n\r\ninside me\r\nI was one of my own\r\n\r\nnailed.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
THE LAST DREAMER\r\n\r\nI'm clothed\r\nfrom yesterday and today\r\nnothing of tomorrow\r\nis not sheltered here in me\r\n\r\nthe day it has to come\r\nconstantly leaving\r\neternally in coming\r\neternally there\r\n\r\nthe time is hasty\r\nshe finds me\r\non the track\r\nlooking\r\nan open path.\r\n\r\nacross it I pass ...\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
X\r\n\r\nNot all days are white\r\nlike not all nights black\r\n\r\ndo not ask yourself every moment\r\nwhen it would be the best time\r\nto close the eyes\r\n\r\nbetween heaven and earth\r\nfind a white cloud\r\nto carry the islands of life.\r<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
YOUR DAY\r\n\r\nConvince the truth\r\nlike all your breathing\r\namong you do not let remain place\r\nnor for a rain drop\r\n\r\nresurrected every moment\r\nI do not doubt that after death there is something else\r\n\r\nGo after your voice even when it offended you\r\nremained faithful to yourself\r\neven in stormy times\r\n\r\nyou will find it easier\r\nwhen the day comes\r\nyour day.\r<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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