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.

IMMEDIATE RESPONSE

Happy days come when we are gone.

Sad days stays and delays.

A repeated message: save yourselves.

While we dream with ogres and elfs.

More of the same.

Some angry lions to tame.

Control the situation.

Before the explosion.

Didn`t you learned the lesson?

Maybe in another session.

THE WAY

Scared as they can be.

They knew the only way to keep this alive.

Was to always run but never hide.

That meant never to stop.

Not even to dry a teardrop.

Time meaning numbers.

Days turning into hunger.

Around all this mess

We must make our nest.

In order to survive.

Somebody else has to die.

HISTORY REAPEATING

That night was no different from other one.
Same nightmares, same disappointments.

No sense in waking up.

All we want to do is take a nap.

See them now, see them well.

We don`t want to end up burning in hell.

Is this all there is?

Some things we can`t miss.

From the top of this boat, sinking.

They still can`t find the meaning.

Somethings are better left behind.

And the important ones, never mind.

BEFORE IT HAPPENS

Sure "i`ll go there" said sadboy. He didn`t knew the trouble he was getting into. Now he looks behind and prefers to be blind. How much more do we have to wait? Until the end of all hate. The wall of fame. Is a ball of shame. Don`t bring us more lies. Everytime a part of us dies. Don`t tell, don`t look, don`t speak. All of these makes us weak.

HALF WAY THERE

She like the stars in the sky.
She wathches the moonlight go by.
Troubles stay at home.
Can`t carry with them no more.
Try to smile.
But they cry.
Sunny days, enemies for life.
Most of the time walking on the edge of a knife.

See them laughing.
About nothing.

Walkingdown this road.

Carrying their heavy load.

TWEAKER

The simply smell of it remind them of fresh bagels and good old days.
Waking up late in the sunday mornings.

How did everything turned so black?

There is no point in taking words back.

What is done is done.

Along with the people that has gone.

It makes them tweak and turn.

On this road there is a lot to learn.

At last but not least.

They try to put their minds at ease.

NUMERIC

They sold their soul long time ago. Though it looks like they have nowere to go. A brain restriction is not enough.To keep them off the stuff. Here they come. A little bit more worn out. Tired and worried. Wondering about everything else. Making again all this mess. Waking around and jumping like a clown. They move toghether. Can`t separate them ever. Try to play along. No one has gone there before. So that is the shape. They hope it is not to late.

COMING BACK

If he shut the door one more time, she would be gone in more than one way. All they built must be forgotten together with the words that he couldn`t say. Now they walk through this land, barefoot and alone. And a long way from home. But ready to get there and make it their place. No matter how much time it takes to get to that space. They are the heavy weight on everyone`s shoulder. No, they cant show anything smaller. Shouting out, shinning on. Picking up the pieces until the work is done.

WARM

In a second a life is lost, in a second their love is gone.

Tomorrow they will see what the cat brought in.

Abstract figures took place from inside the water.

How low must they sink to see the big picture?

Friends are not needed in such a task.

All they do is wear a mask.

Dancing in the corners were the light deosn`t shine.

Walking with their troubles on a fine line.

Leaving things behind all this time.

DAWN TO COME

The scene took place at midnight, when he awoke suddenly from the weirdest dream. He wasn`t quite sure of the meaning or if it really meant something. She slept like a baby, no point on waking her up. No reason to remind her that. Is there a little chance of change? How could they know if they don`t try it. Not enough time to wait for the perfect answer. Daily stupid short stories keep him worried during the day. Tweaking movements kept his body walking around like a freak. The need for speed on a slow motion movie is vital to continue. Religion wasn`t enough to save his soul at this moment or any other moment.

BEING

This time they are running fast. This chance is their last. Soul researchers for a higher purpose. Mentally ill by nature. They are the scum of society. The living proof that God doesn`t exist. Some lost ultimatum that went in the wrong direction. A laboratory experiment gone bad. Anyway they show them the other side, the filthy one. Now in lockdown it`s too late to change, to late to be someone else, isn`t it?

EDGE OF REASON

She wasn`t so sure weather to like it or not, at that moment nothing matters really, just yourself, she knew.

He was kind of worried about the things to come the distance between moments its tearing him appart.

Is this the real life or is it just a fantasy so secretly hidden down in the dungeons of their soul?

No answer for that question or any question right now.

CHANCES

It is true it may be a blessing or may be a curse anyway they were there walking together alone. Their missery can`t be compared, their soul is crushed by the time passing by. A silent breeze crossed their way almost whispering to their ear "there is no such thing as a small change".

ENDLESS

Endless future days give us infinite opportunities.

TAINTED

Despite their effort to understand the situation, both kids must leave all behind. It´s a new chance, a window of opportunity time to get on their feet and keep on walking.