Occupy Melbourne
They hit her with all their strength
she bleds and the almost dead horse dies,
poor kid, his family was paid in silence
and from their tents they were undressed,
for change they got mistreated,
the youth of our future,
of our present, of our forever,
by the great gray machine of all destruction.
Organizing the ideas and she dreams about them
outside, but deeply inside our life
her greatness is ethernal.
when aside, she cries to the lonely streets her memories.
that some use for what she does, more than for what she is,
bussiness of the utero and the plasma scar's procession of deeds,
were she then freeds from reality.
fighting focused against all repression
in front of the death squat,
rasing her eyes, she sees her reflection
before the darkness shots.
they know what we can't have, but not what we can have.
Occupy Melbourne
la golpearon con toda fuerza,
sangro y murio el caballo golpeado.
pobre niño, le pagaron a la familia en silencio,
y de sus tiendas de campaña los desvistieron,
por el cambio fueron maltratados,
los jovenes del futuro,
del presente, del siempre,
por la gran maquina gris de toda destruccion.
Organiza sus ideas y sueña con esas,
estA aparte pero bien dentro de la vida,
su grandeza es eterna.
cuando a un lado le llora a la sola calle su recuerdo.
que buscan los demas por lo que hace, mas por lo que es,
vientre de negocios y plasma cicatriz,
que huye de la realidad.
luchando tenasmente contra toda represion,
frente al pabellon de fusilamiento,
levanta los ojos y mira su resplandor,
ante la oscuridad que dispara.
Islam.
Quien te ve sino te conoce?
y para que, si no quieres conocer?
pero conociendo, entonces?
para que ver?
sino los ojos de la verdadera belleza.
Cuba
porque si! por que no?
cuando las olas de una isla,
siempre dicen lo que botan,
aquello que no importa.
In filtrado.
He dressed as the leader,
saw people as one
and talk just like one
but the pig was just a cop.
a friend who betrays,
is the enemy within.
because there is a thin line
a line of good deeds and de messy in Argentina,
goal! we felt.
Maradona gave us what they got.
so dont fuck with my pride
the sheep with the lions flesh,
together, they gas chamber the animals.
cause im the nazi in the holocaust,
and im the zinoist in Palestine.
or the idiot who works for them; and sees, hears, and talks nothing,
when its not their problem, they proudly call the gestapo.
Zionist with the fascist american flag,
Zionist with the swastika in their minds,
everyone betraying the children of Palestine,
hating each others mother.
and alone, Israel, makes new friends,
friends with benefit, when Palestine
all by themselves, are being eating alive by the complex of invasions of complexes,
when the rest of Arabs, counting their money, betray everyone else not important.
such a world, wow to politics,
Indians dying, and the repressive organizations helping the poison's cause, instead of the cure
work for work, is their motive,
but try messing with their abstract laws, and they'll eat you alive.
the systematic oppression of people,
where they just, cowardly, accept their orders,
the orders from the economist,
the central banks and fake seasonal faces in power,
of our democracy, a democracy, la dictadura del proletario.
pero que importa, se crea nombre, y nadie sabra cuando fueron engañados,
pues todos son sospechosos ante los organos de represion,
para salvaguardar el orden y paz, mientras nos llevan a las camaras de gas.
como el alimento envenenado,
el cuerpo magullado,
el cuento procesado,
esta el viento a un lado.
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
cobardes!
COBARDES!
C O B A R D E S !
susurra...
son todos ustedes unos COBARDES, sin distinccion de nada,
todos ustedes.
vayanse pal carajo!...
que se olvida y se muere.
protestando un suicidio anunciado,
preparando la camara de gas,
la orden a sido dictada.
Gonna write my social-personal sins, and why they affect anyone and me.
First.
Relationship:
A man and a woman know each other, the man hit the woman or scream at her, she then is hurt and by that grudge eat her entrails. The man does not know, he think he is the king, or a peasant thinking as one, as that's what he sees, or they make him think, but who are them? well, anyone near the man who makes him think that way, and the woman feel that way.
so what's the point in here?
Are I am trying to blame others for my faults, sins?
in a way, yes, society has made us the way we are, or we change it or it changes us, and thats why then personal in society is one big factor, the factor being the way you made yourself visible through that blinding plethora of movements and information.
for example; a cause for being a jackass is being immature, but once knowing it, change it, mature, if not, then go ahead in circle and just feed the machine. another cause could be madness, and that my friend, can't easily be solved by the madman, but with others who know centuries of other examples, but then again, a madman is a mutant of this society, it mutates. And so on, every one changes or change.
But then, why, if i think im a feminist think woman are the ones receiving the force of that person when if by empowering him, we, feminist, give away our position, being the case that we let it happen or are in the other end of the action?
Well, then, thats maturity and there's nothing new here.
But that's not the case, the case is that anyone who have oppressed, abused or harassed someone has to understand why it did it and remember it as others can see the mistake done, if not, then it will happen again.
So, yes, i wont say names, is idiotic to say it, but the actions i've done, in regards of my relationship with woman, and how im kind of intolerant, when obsession and physical needs overpower my maturity or any kind of continuity as friends, as it has always ended, me insulting her, and her leaving me. such a jackass i am. I know I was wrong.
But then, my advice to anyone, fight back the abuser, dont leave, get other people and fight back, dont let me cry and make time ease it*, act and defend yourself. if that continues to happen we wont have the change justice and equality provides, fight back, of course, representing maturity and love towards others and yourself.
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