RUNAWAY

So the fantasy turned into reality when they least expected. Hopefully they are protected. Against the infected. Now they run and run, towards the castle that will make them secure. That is a fact for sure. This secret place exist on the minds of the unholy, the rebel, the outcasts. Only them know the true story. And in that story there is no glory.

LITTLE CHAOS

That night was te best night in months or even years. While she was sleeping he couldn´t hold his tears. They had bad moments but now all seems to be in order. For the first time some chaos was welcome at that home. Now it seems they would never be alone.

A PLACE TO CALL HOME

Wandering for months like nomads or some kind of primates. Finally they reached home to settle down and relax. As they thought they would long time ago. Now they feel human again, productive again. They have the strength to continue, not to fail themselves again. This paint on their faces can´t be washed by the rain.

IN THE TOWN

Strange forces rule the town. Fed up faces make it even more real. Here in this life that is the only true deal. So they play along. Singing this song. Dancing on wet floor. Listening to the wild flowers cry as they pass walking by. Now they know they are not wrong, all this mess can´t hold for much long.

SOON

Even if they could they would not take it. They will probably brake it. Sit down and hate it. Also when they fake it. Don´t come near, you should not know this fear. Stay stand up and clear. Can you do that? All you need is a hat. Their faith is fading away with every step. Five fed up faces to make it real. No one else near for a better deal.

DENIAL

It was obvious, so notorious. On their pale skin, anyone could notice the scares of time within. Do not look up, do not look back said the voice on their minds. Send them here and he`ll be there, waiting for her anywhere. Think about it and they`ll see you around, there is no one left in this town. Under the sun she turned into a flower and he fly like a bee, hiding behind you, only for god to see.

FIRST AND LAST

Most of the people running, some of them hiding. Almost all want to get there first not last with false promises of leaving behind their past.

MALPRACTICE

Wrapped in malpractice, they came into life to proof otherwise. From the hands of experts, they learned to walk, to walk away from them. Learning that they should not learn anything.

HABITAT

The night before was rainy in their home. A black cloud is coming down. The loud storm is reaching town. "Stay today or leave forever !" - she cries - while he says to her - "whatever".

NEW TIME

Now is the time, a new chance for them. Nothing to be erased but to start over again. A place to be their own, were they are always welcome and can call it home. But do not ever come knocking or shout, for you they are always out.

TRAVEL

Sometimes in. Others out, either way no one is going to hear them shout. Now their journey begin to make sense. It is worthless to start with the defense. Their tweaking bodies running on one direction. On that way there is no deception, just connections.

THE FALLEN

Now is for real, alone and afraid, they have to get up and continue the fight. No time for fear, the love is near.

AUTOPSY

When it was time for a rigorous exam, they do not give a damn. Maybe worry when they land. Have something to offer but never giving it without suffer. A cold metal table, try to talk but they are not able. Reach the surface, be a menace. Best things in life are worth less than a penny. "Say something before I drown" -he screamed in a horrible dream. "i can not help you anymore" - she said, we are no longer a team. Forever in sadness and in truth they lived their lives inventing youth.

ANARCHY

Violent attacks of pure anger, conditioned by the situation in their youth. Before everything else they want the truth. A threat here an attempt there, nothing left to share.

TOUCH

When the line is so fine that no one can tell the difference between right and wrong, they need to fight and be strong. If they fall, they must be up not to long. Anyway today is better than before, about that there is question no more. Be real and ready to deal, if they have a wound is on its way to heal.

LOTUS

This time both ways had the odds, stay calm, stay low. Anyway in the disaster of their lives they move slow. Thinking is worthless when they have to use the reason. No future, no mission. Growing fast, growing old. From up there everything seems small. Do not hurry, do not worry, on that side of the world there is no glory.

ERASER

Once he tried to erase himself from the face of the earth but it was worthless, it did not work. Now they follow north to a better place where they can rest and play and work hard everyday. The scars of that confusing night still run deep in his flesh. She calm down every pain in his brain. Now the look forward to be born again.

INCENTIVE

Trouble is where they are in. They have been waiting for just one love. The nights are getting longer and the thing that keep them alive also keep them alone.

PARASITE

They are always welcome at that side of the road, where nobody cares and nobody knows. Who they are or would become, now or then their share is done. Rising from the ground ready for another round. Finally a moment to spend their time, looking through a window the clear blue sky. They come and go and do not stay long. At that side everything is right. And also wrong.

LITTLE TIN BOX

Wherever they go, he always carry a little tin box. All the surprises contained there but not to be unlocked. They can hide inside or stay out and play for a while. Either way they are not going to cry. She is fine and he moves slow. Alive under the sun, alive over the snow. Finding in every moment, a place to grow strong.

ANXIOUS

Where the silence is preceded by more silence, they can not travel back in time to a more comfortable place. Just more time to think over and over about the problems of his world. Tired but not sleepy, dreaming is more creepy. With his eyes wide open to the solution, the only thing in their mind was revolution.

HOMELESS

When their luck was almost over and all motivation lost, they must not get scared by a ghost. Disturbed and confused as they can be, try to keep on moving below the shadow of the trees. Drinking rainy water and a bad diet. Nobody plans to stay quiet. With a little help maybe, he could turn just fine and she could be a lady.

FRIENDLY FIRE

Sometimes they feel like being stabbed on the back by those ones who are so called friends. No words left to put this near an end. They need to choose now which side to walk on. Now is time to found together a home. That way never be alone. And if she keeps shaking, there is always some warm milk for her that he is making.

SHAPE

As she walked through the membrane that divided the world from the rest of the her body. He could notice she was moist and soft but not to bother. Like a cocoon she will rise and turn into something beautiful. If she is not already wonderful. Wait and be patient. Have the time to observe and continue. Do not despair on the way. Enjoy the time to get there and be with her.

AROUND THE CORNER

When they feel a little down, the answer is always around the corner. Waiting to be taken seriously if they walk near the border. Read and write is not enough to fight this war against themselves. Need to get up and walk it over. Their feeling of destruction is desperate for escape. Hold them with strength jacket and some ropes, either way no one but them are responsible for the mess they make.

NO LOVE KID

Since every step seem to be unreal. She knows these wounds would not heal. Somethings better left buried, learn to never get married. Walk together, die alone. This time there is nobody home.

UNDER THE SUN

Wounded and afraid inside their brain. With no real reason to complain. Trying to harder and harder to remember. To find a shadow to ease his mind and repair her heart. This story seems to have no end or start. They hide at plain sight, now they do not have to fight.

BEHIND

He left the room with hell burning inside, she stayed crying even after a while. False promises of coming back, he make sure nobody could follow his tracks. Went to the desert were the sand cover his steps as the wind blows harder erasing every trace of him there.

SELECTION

No intervention could ever stop these train of thoughts. Most of their feelings tied up like knots. Nature calls and they attend, like serial killers, from beginning to the end. They walk and feel, and also proud of everything they steal. Look defenseless now, but they are always ready to kill.

FOLLOW THE RIVER

After they stay in silence. The sound of the river coming down the mountain, make such a loud noise. Like walls of cities tumbling down to be all fertilized and purified once more. Do not get lost in the river. Nobody to rescue you if you got the fever. Try to hold and resist. There is nothing you are going to miss. Just follow the river. He will keep her warm when they shiver.

NAIVE

When they pass through the labyrinth and collect every thing they need. Finally they will be able to rest and feed. Get out and breathe, get there and call it home, get there to rest their bones. Now they will never be alone, unless she is already gone.

ASLEEP

Once there was a place and time where they could rest in peace. Think about the future and laugh together. Now that place is lost forever. We do not sleep, we dream. About warm places and ice cream. Shut up, give us the pill and let us rest, we can assure there is nothing best.

BELONG

Once there was a place where they belong. It doesn`t exist no more. Now they look where to go.
To grow old and more. It is a big hard world.
It is in their nature. There must be no failure.
Extinction is so near, but they will keep on planting their roots with no fear.

ALIKE

A real love is like living in an airport. She`s packing her things, maybe she can get a ticket to anywhere. He wanted to see her face, shinning like a black slave, smiling with grace, far away from home, and is not where they are from.

HYBRYD

Like bees flying away scared and sofocated by the smoke, these children are constantly running away. Scared like the bees, from something they don`t understand. Ready to attack if they are poked or harmed.

THE MYSTERY OF THE BLUE LIQUID

This world will tell them that is better always to look at the wall. They have the liberty to run, powerless, they stay still. Once at night, others during the day, it ain`t right, it ain`t wrong either.

BRIGHT NIGHT

They both move under shadows, with promises of fresh meadows. Voluntarily trapped in a useless city, no sense in having pity. Rather walking at night, appreciating the underground world, the freaks and tweaks are part of the tricks. Take it easy, somethings are sleazy. It is getting late, a bright night await.

STRANGER`S CANDY

We are not going to stop now. There is no doubt about it. A stranger`s candy, becomes very handy, specially when they does`t got friends, and most of the nights in dark ends.

SOLUTION

It is a ritual, a spiritual journey. A point of no return, not for hunger, not for her. Does not matter anyway. No options, no questions, just reflections.

JUDGE NOT

Don't you look at me so smug,
And say I'm going bad.
Who are you to judge me,
And the life that I live?
I know that I'm not perfect,
And that I don't claim to be.
So before you point your fingers,
Be sure your hands are clean.
Judge not,
Before you judge yourself.
Judge not,
If you're not ready for judgement.
The road of life is rocking,
And you may stumble too.
So while you talk about me,
Someone else is judging you.
Judge not,
Before you judge yourself.
Judge not,
If you're not ready for judgement.
The road of life is rocky,
And you may stumble too.
So while you talk about me,
Someone else is judging you,
Someone else is judging you,
Someone else is judging you,
Someone else is judging you,
Someone else is judging you.

-Bob Marley-

QUIET !

They need a place to be in silence, quiet with their own thoughts.Where not even God could disturb them. Try and try to find the space were they belong. Time is taking too long. No despair. Just the feeling of arriving there.

AT HOME

After a long day out, the finally returned to their temporal house, away from every contact with the civilization.
A place were they can grow spiritually, in full appreciation of the nature around and inside themselves.

CALL THE ANTS

Just when they think all is over, call up the ants. Wherever they go, call up the ants. If they have a theory, call up the ants. With the prescription, call up the ants. You can call it conviction when they call up the ants. It is not their decision to call up the ants. They feed from plants just like some ants. It is alright with him but is not all that she wants.

SWIMMING

Tired of waiting and not getting any answers, they tried to move but it was useless. The whole world waiting out there, they were trapped in behind glass walls, where they could see what was happening but they can`t participate in the game that was being played. Their whole world seemed upside down, confusing way of life. Must keep breathing.

SOCIETY

They come from a lost part on the planet, They are the weird children coming out of nowhere. Their home is where they are at that moment. They move like nomads around wherever they can. Recollecting food and water to survive. All this and more to feel alive.

ATOMIC

All happened like an explosion, it was quick, an awful sound, then calm. It usually happens like that. He has too much things to solve in his mind. You must not label him, not even talk between. "Stay away" - she said, trying to defend herself from what he had become.

OLDMAN MEMORY

The better way is not usually complicated but often exhausting. Leading to a path of wisdom through the years, that can be seen with difficulty in front of the eyes of the young. These are the moments we must remember, these are the places of our youth, that will live forever inside us.

UPCLOSE AND PERSONAL

Rare is to be together. Even on ulikely weather.
Tired but sleepless. This is not a sickness.
"Be here for me" - is all she ask.
Now he must take off his mask.

PORTRAITS

Closer to the next step, they must not ever forget.

There is no time in this life to do and then regret.

It is hard to build and then destroy.

Anyway they must be full of joy.

Go without restriction.

All that seems like a picture.

He whispered "Come around and I will try to show you how", then he told her "Hurry up and bring your pretty sad face here right now."

BEAUTIFUL TWISTED CREATURES

It appears that there was not even a mystery to solve. Just stories mixed in twisted minds that had spent too much time alone. So nothing is a sin unless they feel the guilt. Tear down all what they built. Nothing is to difficult, nothing is to hard. The only thing to find is at the bottom of their heart. Not even near, what they mostly fear.