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The Shadow Boy
In all the darkness that is in his room a light came from outside.
He covers himself, trying to escape from that light. He doesn't understand what is happening in the light, but he fears it.
The door of his room opens, the light stays outside but the noise enters. A man and a woman stay one in each side of his bed.
They are not saying anything, but every word unspoken is pounding the little boy's head.
He almost starts to cry, but he holds on.
He carries the burden on, the child. They all blame him, they might not say it yet, but he feels in their eyes.
The boy spoke, the man and woman leave the room. Later, years later, the boy saw the light again.
This time the boy raised and went to the light. Standing behind an open door he ears it, the unwanted declaration.
The boy went down the darkness, the warm and sweet to him darkness.
Later, and several times, he sees the light again. The light now always comes with screams. He tried to reach the light from time to time, he tried to live with her in peace, but the man and women attacked the boy.
Until one day...
One day the light came to his bedroom, and the man, the women and the noise too.
The boy left that place and never came back. The woman left, the man too. The Light?
The boy from time to time pays a visit to the man, and woman. The light, from time to time appear in that visitations at the same time. Some times, the light comes to the boy.
The boy stays in the shadow, his sweet and warm shadow. He, now, doesn't fear the light but prefers no to see it.
The man usually has the light by company because is too weak to turn it off.
The woman thinks she is not with the light, because she is too scared to admit that she turned it on too.
The man and the woman, one too weak to turn off the other too scared to help.
One seeing the light has a problem but without force to shut it off. The other, thinking not to bee in the light, blames the light, the man and boy.
So much light and they don't see...or don't want to.
The boy, the burden carrier.
The...
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He covers himself, trying to escape from that light. He doesn't understand what is happening in the light, but he fears it.
The door of his room opens, the light stays outside but the noise enters. A man and a woman stay one in each side of his bed.
They are not saying anything, but every word unspoken is pounding the little boy's head.
He almost starts to cry, but he holds on.
He carries the burden on, the child. They all blame him, they might not say it yet, but he feels in their eyes.
The boy spoke, the man and woman leave the room. Later, years later, the boy saw the light again.
This time the boy raised and went to the light. Standing behind an open door he ears it, the unwanted declaration.
The boy went down the darkness, the warm and sweet to him darkness.
Later, and several times, he sees the light again. The light now always comes with screams. He tried to reach the light from time to time, he tried to live with her in peace, but the man and women attacked the boy.
Until one day...
One day the light came to his bedroom, and the man, the women and the noise too.
The boy left that place and never came back. The woman left, the man too. The Light?
The boy from time to time pays a visit to the man, and woman. The light, from time to time appear in that visitations at the same time. Some times, the light comes to the boy.
The boy stays in the shadow, his sweet and warm shadow. He, now, doesn't fear the light but prefers no to see it.
The man usually has the light by company because is too weak to turn it off.
The woman thinks she is not with the light, because she is too scared to admit that she turned it on too.
The man and the woman, one too weak to turn off the other too scared to help.
One seeing the light has a problem but without force to shut it off. The other, thinking not to bee in the light, blames the light, the man and boy.
So much light and they don't see...or don't want to.
The boy, the burden carrier.
The...
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My Shadows
I awake from a dream! Soaked on sweat!
I open my eyes but it is all so dark. Between all the darkness I try to find a light, maybe a door. I turn and turn around but no light, only shadow.
Suddenly my eyes catch a little glimpse of light. I try to focus so my eyes adjust to it. As they do I notice that in the middle of that light there is another shadow!
I try to ask "who are you", but no sound comes trough my mouth. In fact, I don't ear any noise in the room. I try, once more, to talk or to scream but I feel like a cold hand is choking my throat. I am feeling breathless. I collapse down on my knees. Once more I sleep without dreaming!
Choke! Choke!
I came to me again, I'm choking in some liquid...it tastes like...it tastes like...blood! I'm in the floor with my head on a puddle of blood. I try to get, up but something is grabbing my hands...nails! I am on my knees with both my hands nailed to the ground, so that is where the blood came!
I try to free my hands but the rustiest nails scratching my wounded hands...what's that? I don't ear anything but among all the shadows I feel like there is another one looking, quietly, at me!
I try to focus but all I see is a shadow on a shadow. I try to scream but that hand...it's so cold!
I try to feel anything for that shadow...but is has hollow as void.
I can not tell that the shadow is there to joke me or there for support me. I only can sense it there, looking at me. It's driving me mad!
Again I loose my conscience.
Rain! Cold rain, so cold my bones ache. How can that be? I am not outdoors. How can there is be rain? Oh! And it's so cold! The raindrops, has they touch my skin they freeze me more and more!
I look at the ground; the drops of rain accumulate in my nose and fell in the floor! I try; again I try, to find a reason, a meaning or something!
Vacuum! Nothingness! I am merging into the void of that shadow; I am becoming numb with that cold rain drumming my head!
No! I can't go that easily. I raise my head one more time, but I can't see the shadow, but I sense it looking at me! I stop trying to speak! I Scream: "What the FUCK...Come out to light!"
Awaken...I am in my bed and it isn't that dark. The shadow...there is only me on my bedroom...nothing else! Just me and...shadows.
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My Kingdom
Welcome to my kingdom!
Here I am God and here I am nothing.
I can create and I can destroy. I can destroy so I can create.
You're all invited to my Realm! But I must advert you, once inside you can leave whenever you want, but I won't promise you leave it as you where.
Once anything is in my kingdom I can do whatever pleases me! I can destroy you so I can create you.
My kingdom! Did I already tell you I am a God? Did I already tell you you're a God?
Yes, you too are a God in my Kingdom! You too can change everything. In fact you too can destroy me so you can create me again! In fact I already destroy myself to create me again.
There are no dogmas in my Realm! The only sure thing you can point is that nothing stays the same for much time in this kingdom!
And the dreams? Oh the dreams! Everyone can see the dreams of others, everyone can be part of them and everyone can make others dream their own.
Everything is a dream and every dream can be real, just put some effort on it!
I am not giving you anything but my dreams and other ones dreams. What we all get is only dreams. What we all gain is dreams so we can mould it like clay and bring something to our reality.
I am not offering you answers and results, just paths you can choose. In fact I am not offering you anything because I need you too so my kingdom to result!
My kingdom is nothing but one of many kingdoms! A multidimensional university where your kingdom enters mine, where your dream enters mine, where my dream is yours and yours is mine.
There is no true or false, there is no right or wrong; there are only ideas and you must decide witches are the ones you want to take it or create another.
No one will tell how to do anything, only how they would do! How we choose to really do is up to ourselves.
We will all by omnipresent but only active in our decisions.
Welcome to my kingdom! Let me see yours!
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Here I am God and here I am nothing.
I can create and I can destroy. I can destroy so I can create.
You're all invited to my Realm! But I must advert you, once inside you can leave whenever you want, but I won't promise you leave it as you where.
Once anything is in my kingdom I can do whatever pleases me! I can destroy you so I can create you.
My kingdom! Did I already tell you I am a God? Did I already tell you you're a God?
Yes, you too are a God in my Kingdom! You too can change everything. In fact you too can destroy me so you can create me again! In fact I already destroy myself to create me again.
There are no dogmas in my Realm! The only sure thing you can point is that nothing stays the same for much time in this kingdom!
And the dreams? Oh the dreams! Everyone can see the dreams of others, everyone can be part of them and everyone can make others dream their own.
Everything is a dream and every dream can be real, just put some effort on it!
I am not giving you anything but my dreams and other ones dreams. What we all get is only dreams. What we all gain is dreams so we can mould it like clay and bring something to our reality.
I am not offering you answers and results, just paths you can choose. In fact I am not offering you anything because I need you too so my kingdom to result!
My kingdom is nothing but one of many kingdoms! A multidimensional university where your kingdom enters mine, where your dream enters mine, where my dream is yours and yours is mine.
There is no true or false, there is no right or wrong; there are only ideas and you must decide witches are the ones you want to take it or create another.
No one will tell how to do anything, only how they would do! How we choose to really do is up to ourselves.
We will all by omnipresent but only active in our decisions.
Welcome to my kingdom! Let me see yours!
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