Alternative Beautiful Agony

I did not think I had to use words to explain what it is understandable only to me, not because it is too complicated, but because I only see my world through my eyes, and others see nothing but the result of my decisions, not every stone in the path, not every rain that has drenched me. They do not see anything about me has outlined the features that I have today.

Do not disregard your gift, father, on the contrary. I reject it because I love too much my own view, and my own way of being.

No further explanation, father, that's obvious: cut my wings because they were heavy, and would not let me fly like I like.

Meningiis The Rash Itchy

The angel and the night monsters


All we wandered through the night across the dark blocks, looking just a corner where the night rest and accepts us all, comprehensive arms, he thought, while sinking in that night, still hearing the screams and moans that the closed door of a coup could not remove.

Everything can be transformed into memories, the same way that all could be forgotten. However, he knew that crying never be erased from your mind, because all the tears were still there in his head, and appeared as soon awoke, and populated his dreams of the most painful ways possible.

And the pain in the hand with which he had beaten was greater now that the anger was gone, and only fault. And he wondered why he continued to do so, and wondered why she forgave him.

The night meant everything, he thought, staring into the darkness without stars.

And, while returning in search of forgiveness many times awarded (but only for a moment of lucidity that erase too fast), he realized that the night did not understand nor accept, I was just accustomed and resigned to seeing the monsters walking through dark streets.

Photography: Brassai

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