martes, 22 de enero de 2013

My New Tables (ensayo noviembre'11)



MY NEW TABLES 

Stimulate your epidermic protection.
Like an endogamic degeneration.
I hope, I will meet you in the otherside.
Where the sunbeams never shines.

We live in the middle age between God and death.
You cannot chase our soul.
Only when your paradise will be lost.

God is an illusion of the gregarious man.
The moral is a convention of the power estament.
The Berlin Wall is downed come in postmodernity.
It's hard to believe in the class dichotomy.

We live in the middle age between God and death.
You cannot chase our soul.
Only when your paradise will be lost.





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