:: La Poesia Interna del Hongo ::

:: viernes, agosto 20, 2004 ::

Broken Moon

The beauty of the dark sky
has torn apart in pieces
the amazing creation by God
the Astonishing destruction by men
she doesnt even put fight
was the end of her eternal peace
the amazing reflection of God
The eternal jelaousy of men

Her eyes, who cried of joy once
now cry with pain and suffering
her lips, who kiss our souls once
now scream in constant silence
her arms, that held us once
now cover herself for protection
her face, that made us dream once
now is full of constant sorrow

the beauty of the dark sky
has torn apart in pieces
the amazing creation by God
the Astonishing destruction by men
she doesnt even put fight
was the end of her eternal peace
the amazing reflection of God
The eternal jelaousy of men

:: Juan 10:39 PM [+] ::
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La Melancolia de los Dias

El futuro no es lo mismo que mi padre predico
solo reina el dinero, la culpa y confusion
EL futuro no es lo mismoque mi madre anhelo
solo deambula muerte, droga y destruccion

me disculpo, con mi padre, con mi madre y con mi dios
pero no necesito que alguien sufra mi dolor
talvez termine muerto, talvez se acabe este ardor
o talvez solo viva mas que cuando el antiguo yo murio
me disculpo con la gente que llora nada mas
no hay necesidad de dulces lagrimas botar
aunque se sientan siempre atrapados sin salida
solos y encerrado en la melancolia de los dias

El odio ya no es lo mismo que mi alma una vez sintio
solo siento verguenza, apatia y compasion
El Amor ya no es lo es mismo que mi corazon creo
solo vive la agonia, el furor y la pasion

me disculpo, con mi padre, con mi madre y con mi dios
pero no necesito que alguien sufra mi dolor
talvez termine muerto, talvez se acabe este ardor
o talvez solo viva mas que cuando el antiguo yo murio
me disculpo con la gente que llora nada mas
no hay necesidad de dulces lagrimas botar
aunque sientan siempre atrapados sin salida
solos y encerrado en la melancolia de los dias

:: Juan 11:14 PM [+] ::
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The Butterfly's Anarchy

The Butterflies declare themselves in Anarchy
No more flights across the ocean, now they want to swim
The Beauty of their wings is not enough to be happy
They want to talk like humans, they want to run like deers
They want to feel the worl like other animals do
Loving their ideals, is the the only love they feel
They want desperatly to love like the human kind
Anarchy of the Butterflies, Anarchy against God

:: Juan 10:07 AM [+] ::
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Dark Fallen Angel Part.1

Dark Eyed Beauty Woke Up Tonight

Gothic Memories Flashing to Her Mind

Came to My Life to Sing in my Hall

Cosmic Dust is Cleaned for her Sight

Decided Soul for Everything to Find

Just to Make Her Forget Why she Fall

Good Bye Dark Eyed Beauty

Forget Me Soon or you Never Prevail

Good Bye Dark Fallen Angel

Return to Your Sanctuary to Obey Your God Again

We Dont Speak of Your Existence

Describe the Sour Feeling of Falling

Scream to Your Conscience in The End

We Dont Need to Remind something Heathen

Forget About the Nervous Feeling

Whispering to the Ear of my Own Death

Good Bye Dark Eyed Beauty

Forget Me Soon or you Never Prevail

Good Bye Dark Fallen Angel

Return to Your Sanctuary to Obey Your Only God

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Dark Fallen Angel Part.2

I was Petrified

By the piercing black eyes

of the dark angel

that wanders in the night

like a gathering storm

she wanders near to me

looking to an eye

who can see her without bleed

Crying out Loud

She is Crying Out Loud

The tenderness she is waiting for

will never be around

she cant find a way out

she wont find a way out

the exit of the maze

was closed by her shout

She begins to die

there is nothing else to find

she dont need this lies

this world is worst when you are alive

Crying out Loud

She is Crying Out Loud

The tenderness she is waiting for

will never be around

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Vampire's Poem

Creative Sense of touch and natural desire
feel the jokers and the queens dance
Tenacious feelings and adventure spirit
see the knights and the kings sing
I'm going to leave all up to you
if you want to leave this journey
you'll have to cut your heart in two

Relax, is an antivirus for your soul
its an ecletic music to your ears
Calm, is Antivioelence for your heart
its a Danger that will stalk your fears

Cold breeze and Hot water in your skin
make your senses maximize to the top
Delicious Sugar-Flavored Blood
make your thirst stop and your hopes grow
I'm going to leave all up to you
if you want to survive forever
you'll have to give me all your hopes

Dont fear, its an antifaith to your soul
its the power that will end your thirst
Open your eyes, its the eternity for your heart
is the sense of survive even on the Edge of time

Hateless & Loveless, Dry & Immortal
See the Robots manage all their data
Anger & Tenderness, Faith no more
Feel the past and the future in the present
i'm going to leave all up to you
if you dont want this power
you'll have to kill yourself again

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Sadness

The Amusing sound of your constant sorrow
the bittersweet taste of your sadness tears
Makes the pain something so small and useless
Makes your inner beauty Raise to surface
Sadness, The Most painful feeling
The Most Powerfull one

The Sarcastic sound of your whispers
the tenderness of your chastity belt
Make the love something so small and useless
makes your inner anger raise to Outer space
Sadness, The most painful feeling
The most Dangerous one

The Painfull sense of your hands
The silky texture of my blood on your skin
Make the Faith something so small and useless
Makes your sense of power raise to heaven
Sadness, The Most painful Feeling
The Most Beautiful One

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Love/Hate

Hate is Maleable, Is the Less Weak Enemy of Love
Is the one that makes you proud of your strenght
Is equally strong than your only pride
Hate and Love, Fire and Water
The Opposite of Tenderness
The Dawn of your Rage, The Dusk of your Head

Love is Undestructible, Is the Strongest enemy of Hate
Is the one that makes you doubt of yourself
it's stronger than your only pride
Love and Hate, Black and White
The opposite of Happiness
The Dawn of your Life, The Dusk of your Death

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Edge

Standing in the corner of the roof
Looking at the floor, it seems so full
of steps and steps of anonymous souls
while little by little i open my hole

Fall into the gates of death
Feeling the Truth
Looking all my life step by step
Stoping the Growth
When i realize i can no longer shout
Destroying the Youth
Now i can see life clear and bright

Jump, one step further to my fate
Feeling real freedom for an instant close my death
Close to the ground is were all begin to fail
is too late now, there are no chances to regret

Jumping into the abyss again
No longer feel pain
Looking at life through the End
Fast my apocalypse appreach
two seconds left to say my last pray
we all crash at the end
Is too late for any regret

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Ode to a Wicca

Shine in my Eyes, Light of the Moon
Reveal to me the secrets of life
as i put all my faith in you
the power of your faces will kill all my fright
make me a believer of the force of nature
make a believer of the Power of my mind

Shine in my Skin Light of the Sun
Show me the way to be totally in peace
i've played under your eyes and had fun
the warmth of your rays will kill all my frights
make me a believer of the force of nature
make a believer of the Power of my mind

Warm me up, Arms of Mother Nature
Make my eyes glow with natural beauty
I've prayed for mortal salvation so many times
the Tenderness of your hands will make me shine
make me a believer of the force of nature
make a believer of the Power of my mind

Make love to me, Waves of the Sea
the five points star will guide my song
the wind that blows from heaven will set me free
This was the power i waited for so Long
make me a believer of the force of nature
make a believer of the Power of my mind

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Prisoner

Your mind is inside four walls
Like a jungle Lion, you used to be free
But when the hunter wants you close
you, no fight you give

Your Heart is in a Cage of gold
Screaming and Kicking to go back to your soul
Your Life is now a prisoner of a Human Heart
But, your heart is a prisoner of the sky

Your Heart is between three Swords
Like the vulnerable deer in hunting season
when you think you are so safe in the field
the hand of man will put a shot in your head

Your Body is inside two hands
like the mocking bird in the giant's hands
while the giant try to cuddle you with tenderness
your bones crushes and your heart stop

Your Heart is in a Cage of gold
Screaming and Kicking to go back to your soul
Your Life is now a prisoner of a Human Heart
But, your heart is a prisoner of the sky

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Hell & Heaven

Demons and angels live in peace in our Heads
Immaculated conception of the strongest messiah Ever
Open the gates of the human salvation, Lust
Sarcasm and ego rule the land of futuristic Love
Everyone will suffer, but the pain they'll Adore
Soffocation, a pleasure considered as Nullification
Youth will be the distant past as we all Die

Is the planet earth, where hell & heaven become one
is the human kind, where hell & heaven have not sense at all

Desperation will be forgotten by the angelical Halos
Earth, Wind, fire and water will be Extincted
Musically destroying the planet earth once Again
Oblicuous gates tha lead to a invisible Vortex
Never think about your heart or soul, they're Empty
Ingnition to the new era apocalypse where will survive one Nation
On the melodramatic destruction of the human kind
Salvation is more far away that faithfull people thinks

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Painkiller

Can i take this pill?
will it really make me forget?
i will not be afraid for a while
but later all the problems will be there
can i take this ride?
will it take me far?
i'll be far away from the problems in my mind
but when the ride stop i'll be back inside

Anything i drink, anything i take
will make me smile but wont make me wake
anything i do, anything i kiss
will make me smile but wont make me feel

May i drink this poison?
will it really kill me?
i will never feel again
but it will cause a lot of pain
can i take this shot?
will it decide my fate?
all the problems on my head will be over
but when i realize, is going to be too late

Anything i drink, anything i take
will make me smile but wont make me wake
anything i do, anything i kiss
will make me smile but wont make me feel

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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Us

Falling stars crashing in our heads
bleeding roses of black oil
is not a question of morality
is just the graphic expression of us when we boil

Self centered destroyer earthquakes in our feets
growing clouds full of darkness and acid rain
is not a clue of our priority
is just the graphic expression of our pain

Chaotic riots of screaming babies
Invisible jails that don't let us free
is not actually a fight against authority
is just the graphic expression of us when we feel

:: Juan 8:54 AM [+] ::
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ABSOLUTION

My Time is Running Out, i dont know what to do, im suffering the Stockholm Syndrom, and the only thing that come out from my mouth is the sound when i Sing for Absolution, i was a witness of the battle between Butterflies and Hurricanes, was so Endlessly and it was so full of Hysteria, i want it to stop i said "Apocalypse Please", but one of the soldiers give The Small Print of a database, the little paper said when i was going to die, then i realize my thoughts, was the Thoughts of a Dying Atheist, what can i ask now?, im Falling Away With You and all of this is Ruled by Secrecy... its all over now... now... i Blackout.

:: Juan 12:28 PM [+] ::
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1104/0203
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Close the Window
I Dont want to Look Outside
Awesome Blue Sky
Will Turn Red by the Homicides

Death, Kill, Enemy, Thrill
Water Flowing from my Eyes
I Dont Want to be Outside
Make them Stop the Genocide

Pull the People
I Dont Want to see them Die
Take off your Gloves
Now is Red by all the Lie

Faith, Free, Serenity, Feel
Water Flowing from my Eyes
I Dont Want to be Outside
Make them Stop the Genocide

Run to your Place
there are bullets Everywhere
Hide in your own Bed
When Our Voices will be Heard?

Death, Free, Innocents, Kill
Water Flowing from my Eyes
I Dont Want to be Outside
Make them Stop the Genocide
:: Juan 11:19 AM [+] ::
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Desapareciendo entre las nieblas del amargo destino
La nostalgia crece ante el desvanecer de un aura
La tristeza nubla la alegria radiante de un alma
Destruyendo cada sensacion de calidez en un asilo

nacer, vivir, morir, el final?
nacer,empezar o continuar una mision
Vivir, accionar, lograr, percibir la realidad
Morir, el final o solo un paso mas en tu evolucion?

el alma ahora ha de continuar su razon de ser
prosperar en otro plano existencial para lograr creer
que la vida aun sigue despues de la muerte
que el amor es el mismo despues de perderse
que el recuerdo debe seguir para no desvancerse

tu fuente existecial ahora se ha secado
El arbol de donde brotastes ha sido talado
puedes llorar su desaparacion fisica
pero no dejar que la tristeza te consuma
y no olvidar su energia, que siempre estara en ti

Despareciendo entre las aguas de la oscuridad
La nostalgia cesa ante la inmortalidad del recuerdo
La tristeza desparece dejando una alegria desbordar
Destruyendo cada mal momento, dejando solo los buenos
:: Juan 10:09 AM [+] ::
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Jamiroquai

Chapter 1: Emergency On Planet Earth
When You Gonna Learn that everybody is Too Young To Die?, release yourself from everything, dont stay Hooked Up if only one thin in life. do like me, If i Like it, I Do It. that way you will be prepare when there is an Emergency On Planet Earth. Live the life, dont stop, just like what is happening to me, Whatever It Is, I Just Cant Stop, is like an energy that pass through my heart and it can Blow Your Mind, i think it was some collateral effect of the Revolution 1993.

Chapter 2: Retunr of The Space Cowboy
The Space Cowboy has come back to bring Stillness in Time, but he not Half The Man he was one-hundred Light Years ago, now he can Manifest Destiny in the mind of The Kids. but the grumpy Mr.Moon keeps saying that is a Scam, but i think is the new Morning Glory, but now, thats Just Another Story.

Chapter 3: Travelling Without Moving
I Woke up from a long dream, a Virtual Insanity flashed in my mind, was a mind game of the Cosmic Girl, the one who teach to Use The Force once or twice Every Day to keep all the energy Alright, i was Drifting Along the whole time, but now im Travelling Without Moving and is a great sensation, i got it because You Are My Love and i Spend A Lifetime waiting for you.

Chapter 4: Synchronized
A new product has arrive to stores, is the Canned Heat, bring it to us from the Planet Home, that way we can all celebrate the Black Capricorn Day, the day that all our Soul Education start to raise to higer level, so that way will never be Falling in a Supersonic speed.
A Butterfly came and asked me, "Where Do We Go From Here", i didnt awnser anything, cuz in that moment, i was a King For A Day.

Chapter 5: A Funk Odyssey
Yeah, i Feel So Good, all is nice and with a shape of a Little L, i guess is because You Give meSomething to survive a long time in this Corner Of The Earth, i think it was some sort of a Love Foolosophy, cuz i confused a lot of my animal friends, so i said "Stop Dont Panic", but the Black Crow ran away to the forest, my Main Vein was like a ballon, so i think in a year, 2001, that is Twenty Zero One, the year i took a Picture Of My Life.

Epilogue: The Ones Spraid
I get a package from some guy, it was Signed, Sealed and Delivered. i ask the mailman why the package was broken, and he said "well, it was Slipin N Slidin all the journey to here". i signed and he left, the adress from the place the package was Upside Down, so i flip it and it said L.A. so i thought. "The Harder they Come, is Getting Down, to a cold place". but i realiza tha L.A. was a Sunny place, so i dont understand the Function of that thought i just have. but i voice in the package told me, "Do You Know Where Youre Coming From? you come from a Hollywood Swingin Family, tha lives way Deeper Undergrouns". damn... this box just talked to me... i must be insane.

The End (Wasnt that Funky?)
:: Juan 1:53 AM [+] ::
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Hinomaru

As you fight against your inner demons
Wondeful ashes flies in the wind
As the rising sun shine in the horizon
Kabuki dancers plays in the dawn
Every touch you feel is her breath

Forever in the Sky the rising sun will shine
Reality and Dreams Become the same at night
Obey the words that your emotions shout
Misterious Revealed, The Dark becomes Light

Yesterday you announce your faith in life
Over all the tragedies and gift she gaves you
Unleah the fear you kept with sadness
Realize that Fear is no longer a feeling

Dominate your Anger, Dominate your Tenderness
Reveal yourself to the eternal hesitation
Every corner of your life now is full of light
Amazing power of the soul, of your emotions
Miracles in the sky, the rising sun will shine

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 5:47 AM [+] ::
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Voces

Desarrolla el espiritu de tu propio ser
que llegue al mas alto nivel de apreciacion
Cuando sientas el mas minimo toque
Que ya no le interese ni el amor ni la traicion
ya la espesa niebla no interrumple su enfoque
Destruye los temores que no te dejan ver

Aulla el Viento, son voces no extintas de lobos muertos
Gritan tus adentros, son las voces no extintas de tus pensamientos

Asfixia el Espiritu de tu inocencia
destruye tu mas minima debilidad
siente como va creciendo tu propio poder
mientras sientes la amargura de la inmortalidad
Sobrevivir en el mundo es ahora tu deber
Refleja en cada accion toda tus creencias

Habla el Tiempo, es la voz no extinta de tu sentimiento
Susurra el miedo, es la voz no extinta de tus lamentos

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 5:46 AM [+] ::
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Aztec Sun
Ode to Victor (Vikorn31)

Vanish the memories into the air, but we'll never forget
Instant Flashes of a rewind, the time has flew away
Can a piece of our Soul be Forgotted ?
Take a dim view of the idea of Ignore it
Of their own account will stamp your soul into theirs
Risking his neck for all of us, his Friends

Doesn't Matter how much time will Pass
How many aztec suns you watch all the time
The Clock may run in slow-motion Steps
But a Piece of our soul we wont forget

Waste the tears, make an ocean of sad and joy
Erase the bad thoughts, dont regret at the end no more
Land on your feet after the Troubles, now
Lay to rest when you feel all down
Maybe tomorrow you'll be ok, maybe you sense
Inside our heart you' will forever be, our Friend

Doesn't Matter how much time will Pass
How many aztec moons you watch all the time
The Clock may run in slow-motion Steps
But a Piece of our soul we wont forget

Saddled with the Sadness of your distance
Safe and sound you'll always be in this existance
Yesterday you Teach us how to not be worried
Only we can Teach you how to not be sorry
Under this aztec sun we forever be, your friends

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 7:16 PM [+] ::
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Everything Will Be OK

Im so Angry now with Myself
I dont get it, how do i reach to this hate?
Definitions, Dictionaries, Philosophy's Books
Awnsers in my own Flesh, in my bullet holes
Scars Mementos, Reminding me my Mistakes
The Stupid Thing i've done to end with myself

Now, Everything Will Be OK
The Worst have passed now
Everything Will Be OK
"I Forgive You for all the Fight"
These Words Keeps me Alive
Keeps me Far from Suicide

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 7:12 PM [+] ::
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Unfreeze

just hear the screaming sound of silence, is the worst sound i ever heard,
the sound that brings the sadness, the sound that Vanish Hope
the annoying voices of the mutes, make me think in when i'll be gone,
the awful space of emptyness make me forget that i was strong
just feel the Cold silence of your soul, just feel his touch
someday you'll want my warmth, but i wont be close
then you will grow older with ice in your mind
thanks for let me go, was the worst you ever done
thanks for keep your cold, while i burn my soul.

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 10:15 PM [+] ::
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Untitled

Silence in the deepest memory of a screaming child
Loudest Screams in the Voice of the mute man
The Light that Shines from the Eyes of the Blinds at Nights
The Darkness of the Lightbulbs that kill your Evolving Frights

Shine on the Alley, Light of my Third Eye
let me see the scary monsters that will knock me down
Burn the emotions and the Fear, Psycho Flame
No One will hear you scream in your Mind

Shout to hear the Whisper
Scream to hear you Talk
Kill me to gave me Life
Get Weak to make me Strong

Fight for the glory, Die for the Fight
Quiet, and Slowly run from the night
Run, Faster, Escape from your mind
Look in the field what you have to Find

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 6:12 PM [+] ::
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Radiohead

The Karma Police arrested me for being a Paranoid Android, only cause i talk in math and say "2 + 2 = 5", when i was in the jail, under a Church, the Morning Bells always wakes me up, every morning. my cellmate was Creep that always Sings the National Anthem, and a Underground Homesick Alien that love his cd of a Motion Picture Soundtrack. i was reading the guide about "how to Dissapear Completely" writed by some guy named Lewis, then i started feel like we were Packt Like Sardines In A Crushed Tin Box in that cell. then i fall sleep and i dreamed that the jail have a Pull/Pulk Revolving Door in the entrance, then i ran to the door and get out of there, there was an Exit Music,with weird guitar solos, and i thought, "hey, Anyone can Play Guitar", so i finnally get out and i was absoulutly Amnesiac and Optimistic at the same time, i feld like i where In Limbo, with only a few Dollars and Cents, and i was really High and Dry in there, the place haved an Permanent Daylight. i walk around and i saw a kid, he told me his name was "Kid A", and i ask him where i can found an Idioteque, i said to me "you must be The Tourist, you should go There There over there is the Myxomathosis that will guide you there", i listen to him and i get to a big wall, when i was Climbing Up the Walls i saw a Fake Plastic Tree, when i reach it he talked to me and said " You must know how is the Life in a Glass House, could you explain to me how it is?" i saw him and i told him that he should know that Everything is in the Right Place, and he doesnt need to know that for survive. when i reach the top of the wallls, i saw a Black Star in the sky, adn speak to me, it said "How do You?" and i said, doing it, i need to Sail to the Moon, and i need your help, Just that. he told me to sing the Pyramid Song, and i did.. so he just walk away and told me. "search for the Street Spirit". i ask him where was that, and he said "where i End and you Begin".... I Might be Wrong... but that is were there is No Surprises. i need to go to the street with The Bends. i get there and i woke up.... i was in the cell again, it was just a Nice Dream, Stop Whispering i shout... somebody was whispering something. then they set me free. i get to the street, and i pull my Knifes Out and chop some Vegetables, and i eat it.
:: Juan 7:15 PM [+] ::
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Hongos Invaden mi Mente como parasitos Sonrientes
Oscilando mi Alma hacia un delirio Creciente
Nostalgia del Pasado inunda mi subconciente
Guerra de Neuronas me confunden por siempre
Obedeciendo a los deseos paganos de mi Conciente
Subiendo a la superficie la poesia de mi mente.
:: Juan 2:17 PM [+] ::
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Asfixia

Asfixiame, solo tu puedes hacerlo como nadie puede
Hazme Sentir dolor y sufrimiento atravez de ti
enseñame a no cometer cosas de las qe me arrepentire
eseñame a no herirte ni hacerte sufrir

Asfixiame, como solo tu puedes
el sufrimiento es mi castigo por hacerte llorar
el dolor es mi leccion por hacerte dudar
eseñame a mas nunca dejarte en tu soledad
asfixiame, quita la ultima gota de aire de mi

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 9:29 PM [+] ::
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Fobia a los Cambios

La gente tiene miedo a cambiar, tiene miedo a ser diferente o conocer algo diferente. La mayoria de las personas son conformistas, solo necesitan lo que tienen; pero, mucha necesita cambiar, sufren con lo que tienen, pero tienen miedo a perderlo, le temen a que al dejarlo obtengan algo peor. no lograr lo que quieren es su gran temor; pero, ¿le temen mas a no lograrlo o a obtenerlo? si llegan a obtenerlo cambiaria completamente su manera de ser y de vivir, pero hay que hacerlo. Alguien me dijo una vez: "Si no arriesgas poco, puedes perder mucho", y realmente pienso que hay que hacerle caso a esa idea y cambiar, sel alguien nuevo, alguien diferente, alguien que logre algo en el mundo.

tendremos que hacerlo para obtener lo que tanto hemos anhelado

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 9:27 PM [+] ::
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My Muse

Dry Autumm Leafs falling from my eyes at night
Makes the blooming Roots of Spring takes me under
to the deepest point of the earth, the darkest
i can feel now the warm pleasure of the core

Hear me, take all this happyness out of my heart
you say you can choose, but i cant be an option
i want my sadness, i want that emotion
Sadness is my muse, Tears are my art
make me cry, make me cry

Winter's Rain drops begins to fall from the grey sky
the roots starts to raise to the summer's sun
the black clouds now are leaving the stars
I preffer to die with the flames of the sky
instead the burning flames of inside

Make me cry, make me cry
lonelyness is my shelter
im in love with my sadness
and i cheat her with my madness
make me cry, make me cry
sadness is my muse, forever

Juan Nieto

:: Juan 5:01 PM [+] ::
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Peasant's Dream

Wake up, she said to me in my face
i didnt understand what was happening
then i realize the pathetic action i was doing
Do i was really wrong all this time?
i dont know what to think about
the desperate need of afection left me blind
i couldnt see what i was doing
then she opened my shutted eyes with a true
or it was a lie? i have no idea, i didnt understand

She said to me, that i didnt love her
do i believe that argument?
i can barely believe in myself
how can i believe in somebody else?
A growing feeling that i've been breeding
A emotional sin that i've been making up
is Revolutioning the sense of my desire
Hating my strange sense of need

You were obsessed, she said to me
i cant believe that it is an obsession
i doesnt even sure about it
but, does that mean that is a lie?
or it means that is so true, that i cant handle it?
now i am confused, and hurt, she opened eyes
and i didnt like what i saw, i saw me
i saw how i was, and i saw who i was

just a pathetic human been, that didnt understan himself
just a delirious boy, with a weird definition of life
just a paranoid heart, with no trust on all of them
just a confident, to achieve the feelings
just a brother, to share our emotions
just a dreamer, with one peasant's dream

Juan Nieto
:: Juan 4:45 PM [+] ::
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¿Que es esta realidad alterada por mi propia conciencia?
acaso es bueno ver cosas donde no las hay
no creo en realidad que exista el mundo perfecto
pero de todas maneras me gusta crear mi realidad
Aconteciemientos que no comprendo y los canalizo de una manera diferente
me confundo en pensar lo que es la confianza y lo que es la esperanza
la realidad que me implantan no es la que pienso necesaria
¿porque veo cosas donde no existen?, ¿porque mi mente las pone alli?
confundir una simple anecdota personal con "Confianza"
Confundir un simple y comun gesto de cariño con "Amor"
tener la esperanza de que el tiempo todo lo cambia
Sufrir las consecuencia de esa esperanza errada
pero aun asi, ¿por que no dejo esa esperanza?
¿por que sigo luchando contra la realidad y aceptar mi destino?
solo quiero alterar mi realidad para al menos setir algo de alegria
sentir que mi esperanza corre, sentir que va lejos y algun lado me llevara
sentir todo eso, para olvidar lo que en realidad hace esa esperanza
Arrastrarse Agonizadamente buscando un lugar mas comodo para terminar de morir
¿deberia liberarme?, ¿deberia dejar de sentir?, ¿Deberia dejarla Morir?
ya no se que seria correcto o que seria incorrecto, un simple deseo platonico
deseo que esa esperanza sea lo suficientemente fuerte para manterne en pie
Miento y Engaño a mi propio corazon, desafio mi uso de razon
¿es mi espiritu lo que me hace mantener esta esperanza agonizante?
no entiendo que es lo que me hace manterne esta esperanza
ya que hasta ahora no he logrado ser visto con otros ojos
¿que es lo que quiero lograr con este extraño sentimiento de enojo?
si eso como los otros sentimientos, a ningun lado me llevara

Juan Nieto


:: Juan 8:53 PM [+] ::
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Enigmaticamente me Destruye mi propia Conciencia
El Sueño y el Deseo de mi Infancia ya Muerta
Despertar entre Sabanas de Seda junto a otra Alma
Recuerdos que Los Desvanecen y me hacen Evitarlos
Dormir entre Conexiones Neurales a una mente en vano
Soñar con memorias de antiguos y futuros pasados
Que Ciegan mi Conciencia y Nublan mis Ojos
No me Doy ni cuenta de los errores que logro
Falsas Emociones causadas por Falsas Esperanzas
Causadas por la Fuente que tiene mi Vida encerrada
de la cual no me gusta estar encerrado Pero no quiero Escapar
me gusta esta celda de belleza y Confusion hacia su Libertad
quiero permanecer aqui hasta que muera en la Realidad
Sienteme Adentro de Ti, Celda Oriental de tortura
mi Mazoquismo Aumenta por cada una de mis Locuras
mi Crueldad disminuye por Cada uno de mi Errores
solo necesito que me liberes de tu misma creacion
como se te haga necesario, dame esa satisfaccion

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 6:16 PM [+] ::
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Destruyeme sentimiento arido de autocompasion
es la unica manera como me puedes dejar olvidar
ya no recuerdo ni porque me has de ostinar
me hace sentir agonia y autodestruccion

Ya no se que Creer, ya no se que hacer
con solo pensar que ese deseo fuera verdad
Puede que termine confundiendo la realidad
No entiendo porque no se reconoce mi querer

Noticia o Rumor, no estoy seguro de lo que es
Pero al Saberlo me hace sentir catatonico
Aunque algunos solo creen que estoy Paranoico
La Gente no se da cuenta que soy mas que lo que ven

Me siento aislado y a la vez abandonado
Por lo que oigo, pero no veo y no se si exista
Culpenme por preocuparme, pero es que soy realista
Necesito que desmienten lo que hasta ahora me ha matado

Kombucha Mushroom

:: Juan 11:01 AM [+] ::
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Solitario Ambiente y seco aire, es lo que respiro de vez en cuando
No creo poder confiar en nadie, no creo que le importe a alguien
El Aura de soledad que me rodea cierta parte del tiempo
cada vez toma mas posesion de mi persona y me gusta
Estoy enamorado de mi Trsteza, pero la Engaño con mi Locura
una mascara de hierro que esconde mi emocion al momento
un Disfraz de espejos que refleja la felicidad y me hace ver alegre
escondo mi Ego, para no ser como los demas, pero mi hipocrecia crece
escondo mis lagrimas tras una sonrisa de gracia
Grito en silencio por ayuda, pero no la quiero obtener de nadie
La Caceria del sueño de mi infancia, solo ciega mi uso de razon
ahora que estoy despierto me siento mas perdido que antes
no se a donde voy ni adonde quiero ir, solo se que tengo que vivir
Mi Mente sufre porque aun el sueño me grita y golpea
pero tengo que seguir viviendo, aunque tenga que dolerme.

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 2:35 PM [+] ::
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Poder, Pasion, Creencia, Accion

La Sensacion de Poder, La Corrupcion de la Debilidad, Siente en tus manos el deseo de los demas
La Precaucion de Temer, La Ebullicion de Querer, Siente en tu alma que los pasos no van hacia atras
Poder en tu genio, Poder en tu vida, Poder sin freno, Poder del Suicida
La Perdicion de Amar, La fertilidad de Hallar, Siente en tu corazon todo el afan
La Generacion de Aceptar, La Reaccion de Rechazar, Siente tu Corazon volverse un haragan
Pasion en tu Lecho, Pasion entre vidas, Pasion en tu infierno, Pasion del Suicida
La Abstracta Creencia, La Ardiente Efervescencia, Siente tu destino voltearse sin razon
La Extraña Demencia, La Credibilidad de su ausencia, Siente tu Vida Caer con violencia
Creencia al Ajeno, Creencia a la Vida, Creencia del Sereno, Creencia del Suicida
La Espotaniedad de la Accion, La Repentina Perdida de Razon, Siente como de tu cuerpo salta el corazon
La Extraña Reaccion, La Mente sufre por Traicion, siente como su Vida Pierde su Pasion
La Pasion del Perdido, La Pasion Creacionista, La Pasion del Anhelo, La Pasion del Suicida

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 7:34 PM [+] ::
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I Feel so Calm right Now, I Fell i Need to Fall and be Down
The Air is Getting so Dry,The Myst in the Air Doesnt Let me Fly
The Weather is Getting Cold, This Atmosphere is Getting Bored
I Need a New Place to Fly Around, I Need a New Way to escape
Im Sitting in My Grave, Reading my Memories, Searching my Corpse
Digging the Wet Mud to Pull Out my Body of the ground
I Need a New Place to be, i Need a New Way to Live
The Rain soft every emotion but the earth where my body rest
My Body is My Vehicle to Your Heart, My Ticket to Get Out of my Head
The Myst Vanish front of my Eyes, And now i Realize all
My Body is the Distant Past, My Soul is the Nearly Future
Collapse the Emotion and the Feeling will Create an Ugly Present
I Feel so Calm Right Now, Now i am Able to Fly
The Air is Getting Fresh, and the Fog Dissapear
Tonight i will get off the ground, and fly away

Kombucha Mushroom

:: Juan 9:52 AM [+] ::
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Mentiras que se Vuelven verdad al Pasar de los Años en los que no se cuando estoy vivo o muerto
Asombros y Desengaños que se Convierten en Mentiras Psicoticas para Confundirnos todos, Teoremas de Filosofia construyen un Futuro incierto en donde la felicidad destruyen las Mentes, Espacios en el que uno no sabe como estar ni sentirse, solo vivir para arrepentirse de lo perdido, Nostalgia, Tristeza e Infinitos Cliché que Nos Causan un numero incontable de Penas, Moribunda Conciencia que ya no tiene fuerzas para despertar ante la maldad ajena, Estamos en un Lugar que no Necesita que Pensemos si queremos reyes o reinas

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 5:49 PM [+] ::
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Ventana

He Vivido Mucho Tiempo entre Gente Hipocrita y Egocentrica
hay momentos en la vida en que me pregunto si hay algun pensamiento mutuo entre mi vida y alguna otra en el mundo, Tengo una Sobredosis de Emociones que Enfermana mi Mente, Emociones que no estoy acostumbrado a tener, un cariño y atencion ajena que no estoy acostumbrado a tener; Es algo que he Recibido desde hace mucho tiempo, pero aun no me acostumbro a tenerlo.
Creo que me Derrumba, ya que aun no se como reaccionar ante una preocupacion hacia mi.
Llantos y Risas, Abrazos y Golpes
Estoy Colapsado de Emociones que son Nuevas para Mi, Ecos de Antiguas Memorias me Sostienen en el Pasado
un Pasado en el que vivia encerrado en mi propia mente, iluminada por una sola ventana que era solo una ilusion que dirigia mis emociones que se Entrecruza con mis Ideas y se Mezcla con mis Pensamientos, solo tengo miedo de no ser suficiente para otra alma, Tengo miedo a Herir o Ser Herido por Otra Alma.
Soy Inmune a las Tentaciones de mi Propia Conciencia, Resisto a los Engaños Audiovisuales de mi Mente, Busco Energia para Responder el Acertijo de mi Mente : ¿Por que No Me Acostumbro a un Sentimiento hacia Mi?.
Este Sentimiento me Lastima, me Golpea desde Adentro recordandome lo Estupido que Soy o lo que Llegare a ser

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 10:26 AM [+] ::
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Pretendiendo la Vida

Pretende que te Interesa la Vida
La Vida que Desearias que Fuese Destruida
Pretende que Tienes todo el Amor
Amor que sabes que Nunca Curara tu Ardor
Pretende que te Afectan los Males Ajenos
Males que no te Interesan y que Desearias tener Lejos

La Vida Consta de Pretender en ser Igual a los Demas
Consta de Falsificar Valores para que Crean que eres Igual
Consta de que Todos Crean para que Estas
La Vida Consta en que Cada Sentimiento es Crucial

Pretende que Estas de Acuerdo con el Sistema
Sistema que te Elimina si con el no Concuerdas
Pretende que Sabes todo lo que Necesitas Saber
Hacer Bien o Mal no tiene Nada que Ver
Pretende que Sabes tu Camino al Exito
Exito del que No Tienes Idea de como hacerlo

La Vida consta en Conservar tus Penas
Consta de hacer lo que los Demas Hagan
Consta de Creer en las Opiniones Ajenas
La Vida Consta de Los que Viven son los que Pagan

Kombucha Mushroom

:: Juan 2:38 PM [+] ::
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Creo que la Vida se Mueve como una Marquezina Desplazandose, Parte de un Lugar y Termina en Otro, Pero Empieza en el Mismo de antes, Creo que nunca Podremos Empezar de Otro Lado de la Pantalla, Solo de Donde Dios nos Configuro para Movernos, Hacia Delante y mas nada... Nuestro Presente no se Basa en el Pasado, No Necesitamos Ver el Pasado porque ya Paso, Menos el Futuro, porque aun no ha Llegado, Solo Necesitamos ver el Presente para saber cual fue nuestro pasado y cual sera nuestro futuro.... hacia un solo lado.... Nuestro Destino No nos Controla pero si nos pone las señales en nuestras narices, si no las vemos el destino cambiara completamente..... en ningun momento este texto hira hacia el otro lado, ya que no esta configurado para que piense, si no para que se mueva, ¿Dios nos Creo para Pensar o Para Movernos?

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 2:36 PM [+] ::
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Mi Rostro.... Expresiones Faciales que Esconden una Verdad, Dos personas en una, Izquierdo es Derecho, Derecho es Izquierdo, Escondo la Verdad con una Sonrisa, Escondo la Mentira con unas Lagrimas, Nunca Soy Yo, Siempre es Mi Yo interior, Miento, Digo la Verdad, Rio, Lloro, Odio, Amo, Pero ninguna Expresion dice la Verdad.... me escondo detras de mi, Nadie Sabe quien Soy en Realidad, Muchos Piensan que Soy una Gran Persona, Otros que Soy Alguien Horrible, Pero ninguna de Estos dos pensamientps es verdad... solo soy yo, yo soy mi vida, mi vida es la que yo pienso que es mi Maldicion, Mi Rostro lo Cubre con cualquier Expresion.
:: Juan 11:34 AM [+] ::
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Bosque Negro

Imagenes de un Bosque Gotico
Personas Bionicas con Sentimientos Caoticos
Camino por Cuevas de Cristal Negro
Cada Esquina me Hace Sentir mas Enfermo
Movimientos Frescos de un Abanico
Este Bosque me Esta Conviertiendo en Adicto
Locura y Esquizofrenia en Corazones Ajenos
Cada Arbol Negro me Hace Sentir Menos
Toda esta Gente Extraña Parece de Circo
Me Empujan Poco a Poco hasta Caer del Risco

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 11:33 AM [+] ::
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Discovered by Ancient Druids
Under a Lot of Collapsed Ruins
A Heart Still Beating Under this Chains
A Emotion Still Shouting Inside this Brain

Psychotic Entertaiment Define my Life
Declined by Everyone to Shut my Fire

Forsaken by the People i Believe my Friends
Cautivated by everything that Cause Them an Offense
Defined by the Reality of the Games
Rejected by The Soul tha will vanish my Pain

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 11:33 AM [+] ::
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Me Asomo en la Corniza del Tejado, Estoy al borde de la Muerte, pero no quiero morir, solo estoy alli, pensando.... pensado en que hago aqui, mejor dicho "hacemos" ya que todos somos dos personas, nosotros y nosotros mismos, viendo la gente asercarce de manera hipocrita, como si les preocupara que me lanzara hasta alla bajo, se ponen a susurrar y a disque preocuparse por alguien que no conocen, que nunca conocieron en su vida, empiezan a gritarme que baje, que me podria hacer daño... no tienen ni idea de quien soy, y nunca lo sabran, me lance o no... no me conoceran, solo seguiran con sus vidas, La Hipocrecia esta en todos, incluso en el que la niega mas que nada en el mundo, asi como la gente Snob, que yo digo que es lo peor que hay, pero incluso soy Snob de vez en cuando. La Gente tiene 2 personalidades, la consiente y la sub-consiente, personas amargas, paranoicas, hipocritas, melancolicas, Lujuriosas, Odiosas, Crticonas y todo lo que termine en "as". eso es lo que nos caracteriza, nadie, absolutamente nadie es 100% honesto, todos tenemos un pensamiento interno hacia cada persona tanto bueno como malo, todos se preguntan si dicen lo bueno o lo malo saldran destrozados por dentro porque puede que no le agrade o confunde a la persona que se lo digas, y por eso no las guardamos, incluso cuando lo sacamos y se lo decimos, luego sale otra cosa que no nos agrada o que nos encanta mas, pero ¿se lo decimos? no, he aprendido que incluso amar a una persona no es suficiente, para estar completamente acorde con ella, talvez en realidad solo seamos almas vagas, viendo desde la corniza de un edificio a otras almas vagas buscando su igual que es muy probable que no exista, pero aun asi se busca desesperadamente, veo parejas untas alla bajo, pero ¿seran almas gemelas?, lo dudo, si solo pudiera leerles la mente, quien sabe si el piensa: "Si solo estuviera mas Buena!". y Ella "Si fuera mas inteligente", nunca estan acordes, nunca estan satisfechos con lo que tienen, y eso que deberian darle gracias a dios que existe alguien que se preocupe por ellos, que los quiere como son, bueno, en algunso casos es asi, otros son por puro interes...... que pasaria si me lanzara, que pasaria por la mente de esas personas, algunas llorarian solo para llamar la atencion y hacerle creer a Dios que se interesa por los demas, uno siempre cree que alguien lo observa, y quiere hacer su existencia cuando esta solo como si fuera una pelicula, pero nadie los observa....
salto.....caigo, oigo la gente gritar, ¿sera por que no quieren que muera, o no se quieren manchar de sangre... la gente se aparta, impacto.... veo gente alrededor, luces intermitentes.... son flashes.... fotografian mi muerte.... para mantener un pedazo de mi alma.....o para informarle al mundo de un loco muerto..... solo pasaron unos minutos, la gente empezo a vomitar del asco y la sangre, algunos lloraban,....pero no los conozco... solo llaman la atencion... quieren engañar a dios.... quieren hacerle pensar que les afecta la muerte de un ser humano...... ¿ Por que me lanze?.... no queria morir.... solo fue un ultimo experimento......... puedo ver a la gente llorando y preocupandose por alguien que no conocian.... solo me pregunto es cuanto tardaran en olvidarme..... por lo que veo solo unos 20 minutos.
:: Juan 11:25 AM [+] ::
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Geisha

I Need it Right here With Me
The Only One that Understands Me
I Know Pieces Fit right without Me
No Difference will be if im not here

Awake, Realize about my thoughts
Think, What you loose if im with you
Pray, Only if you have to Lay Alone
There is Nothing More to Doubt Anymore

Inspiring Me in my own Earth
Your Touch, leave me a Sense
My Art is my Simple Life
Your Life is a Sacred Art

Free, No more Walls around me
Shame, you dont need to find me
Hate, to my sacred science
Love, to my Lonely Madness

Inspiring Me in my own Earth
Your Touch, leave me a Sense
My Art is my Simple Life
Your Life is a Sacred Art

There is nothing hard, no More
Ill be Waiting in a side of the Shore
Someday you'll Arrive to Make me Cry
I Will Love You to the End of the Time

Kombucha Mushroom

:: Juan 11:04 AM [+] ::
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La Abstinencia de Sentimientos Puros me Hacen Sentir Soledad y Vacio en mi Alma, Me Hace Sufrir de una Manera Agradable
Lo Peor es que Empezo a Gustarme, El Dolor Interno y el Sufrimiento Mental empezo a Agradarme, Me he Vuelto Adicto a Este Sentimiento.
Nadie Sabe el Dolor que Causa Ayudar a los Demas, No Saben que la Ayuda Consta en Absorber el Dolor, Te Conviertes en una Esponja Emocional, Absorbes el Sufrimiento Ajeno aumentando los Propios.... una esponja no Absorbe a Otra....
No Existe un Hombro del Cual me Apoye, No Existe Pañuelo que Limpie mis Lagrimas.....
Es Sufrimiento Puro, Succiona el Valor Convirtiendolo en Temor
Ya Llegue a una Magnitud que no hay Amor que Cubra Tanto Dolor
Suelo Confundir Atencion y Cariño con el Amor, De una Persona que ya tiene sus Problemas
Pienso que El Amor, es el Decimo Sueño, al cual uno despierta antes de llegar a el, un sueño imposible pero en el que se cree desesperadamente, me Hace Sentir Desperado, Atrapado, Aumentando mi Claustrofobia y Enloqueciendo mis Vertigos
Me Dan Ganas de Terminar con Todo, Llegar hasta el Punto Final.
Es Cuando te das cuenta que la Cuestion no es "Se Daran Cuenta que no Estoy" si no "Cuanto Tardaran en Olvidarme".
Talvez Ya cumpli toda mi mision, Talvez soy un Alma Unica.. Destinada a estar siempre..... Solo.....

Kombucha Mushroom
:: Juan 10:49 AM [+] ::
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