There are situations in my life then I know no or that 's what I write or what I'll put in what I write . The trouble is that when I'm immersed in those moods , I feel that life itself takes me to the floor and nothing separates me from the abyss and to grab me with his teeth seeking anything to prevent my annihilation ... Many times I invades great distress , shook me , cry as much to try to scare the fear is gradually empower my frail and feeble existence ...
What is the future of the world ?
From the present , covering the seas, rivers , lakes , boats , jungles , forests , tigers , elephants , birds , streets, thousands and thousands of cars and trucks and mounds of tens of millions of human misnamed animals do not stop ever in the jungle asphalt , wrapped each typical day at the fury of the pollution of black smoke , white, gray that never fail to go to heaven as a yellow cellophane air , no full crystal , full of filth ...
What future - I wonder .
The horizon that looked Colòn , or insurance that also visualize from the moon Neil Armstrong , who had already composed including Dantesque circles that no matter where you would go and conquer hell, because anyway , someday sooner or later , will return to the beginning of eternal absurd myth of Sisyphus and his rock . Future of poverty and hunger that ends up being the same everywhere and that comes from the petty way of living of the rich, the powerful, who accumulate riches countries exploited and subjected all who seek and those treated cruelly by their globalizing economies spreading its tentacles everywhere , trying supposedly infecting their absurd and inhumane ways of living : ¨ see? Do you realize ? If you are educated and work like us, will be made strong , educated and happy right? ¨
Yeah, right ! That goes ... The individual hopes are canceled , they forget , there is no way to think about the following, people are starting to turn into many, many , in the majority exploited , no time at all and neither own way, a room where you can stand with tables, boards , sheets as roofs for their women, their creatures , and they know they have to do whatever it takes to survive : Dust omnipotent arid desert of life. Floating huts where is, resecting droppings seas in the open ; garbage shit mixed with all colors and smells. Allà foams greenish bubbly dolazales pestilence infested . Acà , nauseous and smelly dumps eternal . Powders eternal oblivion. The undressed , and prevailing poverty around naked everywhere. Whatever the explanation , poverty and hunger comes from the rich and powerful and just being the same everywhere . The cause and wealthy nations that is singular in malnutrition and diseases purulent
How?
Barrancas between dunes. Waste dumps worldwide . Eternal cadaverous dust. Baldios unhealthy , deformed cans , plastic containers enrroscados , old tires, and desgastas dirruidas . Nests of cockroaches stumble each other , black and gray rats constantly stalking smelly skin losing its frank confrontation against each other, scorpions , tarantulas ready to ram their prey quiet pints. Hundreds, thousands of poor shacks infested with bedbugs life and thin spiders, patudas , climbers everywhere. No windows , no air enters , suffocate . Sheets of cardboard covered with dark oil. Vegetation, impregnated , covered, penetrated by corrosive poisons, black powder and desolation advances , advances , it seems that we will soon cover all full of filth as a dark mantle that extends smothers , drowns and annihilates . Television antennae , huge forests antenna cable multicolored plates that transmit daily sports, football , comedy . Streets , many streets do not go anywhere, to any output. Fecal air , free yet, but nauseating , uncovered latrines , drinking water contamination , people pass that shit to people and their crap sink into the earth and water that does not rot and has filters through infected sand intestinal contamination. Mangy dogs , rats screeching and slippery , dirty papers , destroyed flip flops, tennis descocidos , brushes, combs without teeth, rusty cans and dirruida ojalata . The immense power of animals producing so-called human horror, ugliness and even nausea in beautiful world turns and turns in space doing his best to bear it all and all ...
But there, where the cream of smog , which silently pervades everything , excels in the gray dim landscape , the emerald green lawn , where the mundane cancer is avoided at all costs , a fence mansion with spikes, surrounded by a beautiful garden , washed down with clear water odorless , lodge some social leader towering it has become an obese and panting millionaire , having sold his soul to the devil cynical lesson of power and corruption unconscionable : Myths , legends , history, harsh reality and deaf in our globalized world. Future unbridled , runaway future ... where do we go ?
I think in the Philippines and its wild and deadly typhoon, in hurricanes , tsunamis and earthquakes in India. Remember Acapulco , Oaxaca , Chiapas , China and Japan. Memories and painful scenes , tearing, implausible immense sorrow , deep and bloody pain. Are we installed the latest technology ?
Hurried rough lawless , unjust Progress: excessive corruption and dishonesty , planning aimlessly voracious grade distribution of all the riches of our Mother Earth ... Lack of purposes: Rainforests die abound pesticides, and acid fumes , the air stinks and ill. Sewage flowing mortality in all seas , water that kills all life. A waste endless misery and heartbreak, rivers of piss and shit where everything comes and goes , becoming immense misfortune for unprotected majorities for the beings of the underworld : Check no illusion where the only thing that grows really, is the rottenness , fatigue, weakness, discouragement with billions of followers , journey of frustrations as the waves come and go more discouragement , tiredness and frustration , all waiting in caves in a world without light , only to few who never cease to exploit , in the slum of their lives by encouraging them to not stop birth reborn , engendering , with heavy-lidded sleep and tiredness coming and going always clinging to a moral that never Dias wealthy and respected ... nights without sunsets that are not present and do not pass , or pass away. Abusive and irrational movie with scenes of thousands da year , made with repetitive images of poverty, hunger , disease and despair ...
A world product of great minds thinking , wise men , now the result of the scientific- technological revolution : Swamps everywhere -desert lands steadily advancing across the plains , endless withered trees , huge clouds of flies tornasoleadas fat , paunchy and many flies buzzing anywhere, REVOLUTION infallible fruits of that butwhy not! Praise God that we shall not want , praise the Lord who sends us the daily bread , thanks to Almighty Right, yes? Course! ... But not, apparently , it is in this world get less dirty garbage , cleaner , beautiful , where children run and play dead trees , hollow , rotten , wrapped in waste gases , surrounded by vultures scavengers, lit by a faint ray sun , humble , blowing a wind that makes it smell like poo all sweet and sour .
Why that scientific advances have not been able to convert general benefits ?
The majority live in eternal poverty installed : In dens , sleeping on cots , with covering with newspaper , with pieces of plastic, surrounded by broken objects, desquebrajados mirrors reflecting incomplete images. Bedbugs , lice, ticks sticky , dust, breathing stinking filth all victims of robbery, murder , violence : I think in Egypt, Bolivia , Belize , Haiti , Panama, Blangadesh , Perù , Kenya , Nigeria ... A world of children and young people who will make slavery possible perennial which can never leave the table of the crumbs and caves plethoric of dirt, moisture and debris , where zombies and supposedly invisible scientific progress , become tenant from hell on earth , believing be going to a destination that will continue to make in the same circle of hell , leaving no possibility of switching to more ...
Need more examples?
The violence inside and outside the supposedly houses, where almost all the young and many teenagers , drugs and alcohol and their parents are mostly drunk . The women of thirty, sixty and look forty men are highly similar to those seventy elders . Surbios these forgotten people , male and female prostitutes cater to the shopping areas of major cities and children just eat , most are mentally weak from lack of nutrients. In these urban landfills, is the lurking grudge every day. In their hovels , all scrambled continue living : animals, dogs , fathers, sons , nephews , aunts , grandparents , lice , bedbugs , spiders, rotten shells, droppings eternally sick intestines. And in those rooms , rape, patizas , incest , vomiting , are on the agenda . Hence come the hurt, the criminals who attack and steal without pain in areas of the rich. It is all due to poverty , that in our modern world is loaded wherever you go , it is a hindrance to spiritual development in the world. Rich varnished misery, with bread and circuses and much football, but only one time , then leave everything as it was , with starving people, despising themselves, installed on indecency and folly , assuming that their poverty is due they are poor , ragged , assuming you do not already have an end to death, screaming gooool from the depths of their infected throats : I think of Africa, Guatemala , El Salvador, Nicaragua , Honduras , the Philippines , Bangkok , Afghanistan, Mexico , Syria , Iran ...
Impressive, is not it, reader?
A world of a dangerous , full of mange, worms coiled , of idiocy and all the crap other than the lining , where no leave ahì immensity , because no one sees that there's installed forever, because they exist only in your micro world faceless , nameless and think the all powerful, up there will make things possible.
- Marijuana , no, you do not have eyes as red , thinner , yes ...
Poor people hits the thinner , so they were born
- A new world change ? Oh God ! Change , no, we're so, we put in jail ... God our Lord , has given us this world.
Caramba! What century is this ? In the Buddha , the Christ , in Muhammad? In any other old that however remote , might not be so different from what we see with our eyes on the ground we stand today . Where are the beacons of humanity , perhaps have melted , no one will have to recreate sizes ? Arise ? Others? Whence will emerge the heart to do it ?
The inframiseria , causes me nausea, beats me fucking stomach , vomiting and vomiting and vomiting , phlegm , yellow, sour, bitter . I reflect , full of snot and tears, all sweaty I pass this , I contemplate the past, the shadows of the future will never go away , do not watch venir.Me collapsed , I fall but not yet defeated me ...
What have we done ? We are cowards ! Where are we going?
What is the future of the world ?
From the present , covering the seas, rivers , lakes , boats , jungles , forests , tigers , elephants , birds , streets, thousands and thousands of cars and trucks and mounds of tens of millions of human misnamed animals do not stop ever in the jungle asphalt , wrapped each typical day at the fury of the pollution of black smoke , white, gray that never fail to go to heaven as a yellow cellophane air , no full crystal , full of filth ...
What future - I wonder .
The horizon that looked Colòn , or insurance that also visualize from the moon Neil Armstrong , who had already composed including Dantesque circles that no matter where you would go and conquer hell, because anyway , someday sooner or later , will return to the beginning of eternal absurd myth of Sisyphus and his rock . Future of poverty and hunger that ends up being the same everywhere and that comes from the petty way of living of the rich, the powerful, who accumulate riches countries exploited and subjected all who seek and those treated cruelly by their globalizing economies spreading its tentacles everywhere , trying supposedly infecting their absurd and inhumane ways of living : ¨ see? Do you realize ? If you are educated and work like us, will be made strong , educated and happy right? ¨
Yeah, right ! That goes ... The individual hopes are canceled , they forget , there is no way to think about the following, people are starting to turn into many, many , in the majority exploited , no time at all and neither own way, a room where you can stand with tables, boards , sheets as roofs for their women, their creatures , and they know they have to do whatever it takes to survive : Dust omnipotent arid desert of life. Floating huts where is, resecting droppings seas in the open ; garbage shit mixed with all colors and smells. Allà foams greenish bubbly dolazales pestilence infested . Acà , nauseous and smelly dumps eternal . Powders eternal oblivion. The undressed , and prevailing poverty around naked everywhere. Whatever the explanation , poverty and hunger comes from the rich and powerful and just being the same everywhere . The cause and wealthy nations that is singular in malnutrition and diseases purulent
How?
Barrancas between dunes. Waste dumps worldwide . Eternal cadaverous dust. Baldios unhealthy , deformed cans , plastic containers enrroscados , old tires, and desgastas dirruidas . Nests of cockroaches stumble each other , black and gray rats constantly stalking smelly skin losing its frank confrontation against each other, scorpions , tarantulas ready to ram their prey quiet pints. Hundreds, thousands of poor shacks infested with bedbugs life and thin spiders, patudas , climbers everywhere. No windows , no air enters , suffocate . Sheets of cardboard covered with dark oil. Vegetation, impregnated , covered, penetrated by corrosive poisons, black powder and desolation advances , advances , it seems that we will soon cover all full of filth as a dark mantle that extends smothers , drowns and annihilates . Television antennae , huge forests antenna cable multicolored plates that transmit daily sports, football , comedy . Streets , many streets do not go anywhere, to any output. Fecal air , free yet, but nauseating , uncovered latrines , drinking water contamination , people pass that shit to people and their crap sink into the earth and water that does not rot and has filters through infected sand intestinal contamination. Mangy dogs , rats screeching and slippery , dirty papers , destroyed flip flops, tennis descocidos , brushes, combs without teeth, rusty cans and dirruida ojalata . The immense power of animals producing so-called human horror, ugliness and even nausea in beautiful world turns and turns in space doing his best to bear it all and all ...
But there, where the cream of smog , which silently pervades everything , excels in the gray dim landscape , the emerald green lawn , where the mundane cancer is avoided at all costs , a fence mansion with spikes, surrounded by a beautiful garden , washed down with clear water odorless , lodge some social leader towering it has become an obese and panting millionaire , having sold his soul to the devil cynical lesson of power and corruption unconscionable : Myths , legends , history, harsh reality and deaf in our globalized world. Future unbridled , runaway future ... where do we go ?
I think in the Philippines and its wild and deadly typhoon, in hurricanes , tsunamis and earthquakes in India. Remember Acapulco , Oaxaca , Chiapas , China and Japan. Memories and painful scenes , tearing, implausible immense sorrow , deep and bloody pain. Are we installed the latest technology ?
Hurried rough lawless , unjust Progress: excessive corruption and dishonesty , planning aimlessly voracious grade distribution of all the riches of our Mother Earth ... Lack of purposes: Rainforests die abound pesticides, and acid fumes , the air stinks and ill. Sewage flowing mortality in all seas , water that kills all life. A waste endless misery and heartbreak, rivers of piss and shit where everything comes and goes , becoming immense misfortune for unprotected majorities for the beings of the underworld : Check no illusion where the only thing that grows really, is the rottenness , fatigue, weakness, discouragement with billions of followers , journey of frustrations as the waves come and go more discouragement , tiredness and frustration , all waiting in caves in a world without light , only to few who never cease to exploit , in the slum of their lives by encouraging them to not stop birth reborn , engendering , with heavy-lidded sleep and tiredness coming and going always clinging to a moral that never Dias wealthy and respected ... nights without sunsets that are not present and do not pass , or pass away. Abusive and irrational movie with scenes of thousands da year , made with repetitive images of poverty, hunger , disease and despair ...
A world product of great minds thinking , wise men , now the result of the scientific- technological revolution : Swamps everywhere -desert lands steadily advancing across the plains , endless withered trees , huge clouds of flies tornasoleadas fat , paunchy and many flies buzzing anywhere, REVOLUTION infallible fruits of that butwhy not! Praise God that we shall not want , praise the Lord who sends us the daily bread , thanks to Almighty Right, yes? Course! ... But not, apparently , it is in this world get less dirty garbage , cleaner , beautiful , where children run and play dead trees , hollow , rotten , wrapped in waste gases , surrounded by vultures scavengers, lit by a faint ray sun , humble , blowing a wind that makes it smell like poo all sweet and sour .
Why that scientific advances have not been able to convert general benefits ?
The majority live in eternal poverty installed : In dens , sleeping on cots , with covering with newspaper , with pieces of plastic, surrounded by broken objects, desquebrajados mirrors reflecting incomplete images. Bedbugs , lice, ticks sticky , dust, breathing stinking filth all victims of robbery, murder , violence : I think in Egypt, Bolivia , Belize , Haiti , Panama, Blangadesh , Perù , Kenya , Nigeria ... A world of children and young people who will make slavery possible perennial which can never leave the table of the crumbs and caves plethoric of dirt, moisture and debris , where zombies and supposedly invisible scientific progress , become tenant from hell on earth , believing be going to a destination that will continue to make in the same circle of hell , leaving no possibility of switching to more ...
Need more examples?
The violence inside and outside the supposedly houses, where almost all the young and many teenagers , drugs and alcohol and their parents are mostly drunk . The women of thirty, sixty and look forty men are highly similar to those seventy elders . Surbios these forgotten people , male and female prostitutes cater to the shopping areas of major cities and children just eat , most are mentally weak from lack of nutrients. In these urban landfills, is the lurking grudge every day. In their hovels , all scrambled continue living : animals, dogs , fathers, sons , nephews , aunts , grandparents , lice , bedbugs , spiders, rotten shells, droppings eternally sick intestines. And in those rooms , rape, patizas , incest , vomiting , are on the agenda . Hence come the hurt, the criminals who attack and steal without pain in areas of the rich. It is all due to poverty , that in our modern world is loaded wherever you go , it is a hindrance to spiritual development in the world. Rich varnished misery, with bread and circuses and much football, but only one time , then leave everything as it was , with starving people, despising themselves, installed on indecency and folly , assuming that their poverty is due they are poor , ragged , assuming you do not already have an end to death, screaming gooool from the depths of their infected throats : I think of Africa, Guatemala , El Salvador, Nicaragua , Honduras , the Philippines , Bangkok , Afghanistan, Mexico , Syria , Iran ...
Impressive, is not it, reader?
A world of a dangerous , full of mange, worms coiled , of idiocy and all the crap other than the lining , where no leave ahì immensity , because no one sees that there's installed forever, because they exist only in your micro world faceless , nameless and think the all powerful, up there will make things possible.
- Marijuana , no, you do not have eyes as red , thinner , yes ...
Poor people hits the thinner , so they were born
- A new world change ? Oh God ! Change , no, we're so, we put in jail ... God our Lord , has given us this world.
Caramba! What century is this ? In the Buddha , the Christ , in Muhammad? In any other old that however remote , might not be so different from what we see with our eyes on the ground we stand today . Where are the beacons of humanity , perhaps have melted , no one will have to recreate sizes ? Arise ? Others? Whence will emerge the heart to do it ?
The inframiseria , causes me nausea, beats me fucking stomach , vomiting and vomiting and vomiting , phlegm , yellow, sour, bitter . I reflect , full of snot and tears, all sweaty I pass this , I contemplate the past, the shadows of the future will never go away , do not watch venir.Me collapsed , I fall but not yet defeated me ...
What have we done ? We are cowards ! Where are we going?
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