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sibylic έγραψε: 20 Φεβ 2020, 02:45 "It's the intuition of being two in one,
Both woman and man
Great truth really!
Do you know what is one of the purposes of this life?
To Balance the extremes
And combine all the aspects we want to deny,
From which we try to escape or hide.
If you access and face the road: then the monsters will turn into
Guardians of strength and light.
We will travel in the spheres of the universe and our hearts,
And our minds will be free

"we are,we are,we are the Jugglers of Jusa"

Sopor Aeternus - Feralia Genitalia with lyrics

τόσο όμορφο

επρεπε ή Anna Cantodea νά βάλει πάλι τό κομάτι 2.40 έως 4.31 γιά ρεφρέν....

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1imNm2D ... J04Dm/view

"White rose perfume go with thee
On thy way unto thy shaded tomb
Low music doth fall
Lightly as autumn leaves
About thy solemn pall.
Faint incense rises.
O'you, you fell away from me my love,
Like all earthly things vanish
Into death cold mysteries.
Serpents marked with azure rings
Cathedrals where rich shadows fall,
Things strange curious solemn saviour.
You promised me laughter in spring days,
Now I can't awake from this lucid haze.
I can't awake to laugh with you I'm so weary.
Claws upon my flesh and statues of lost soul s
Dominate this house.
Angels have no pity,
Their wings have turned to stone.
Come travel naked lovers
Beyond all dimensions of Heaven
And lie enchanted forever
In the lucid garden of dreams.
In all animate sources and creations
Of belief we travel seas of illusions
That begin at our dreams.
Ethereal architects masters of all faith."
CATHEDRAL A Funeral Request

Madame George · Van Morrison

Theatre of tragedy for ever is the world FULL ALBUM

Robbie Basho - Katari Takawaitha

κανονικα ηταν για αφιερώσεις αλλά διπλα με ευχάριστα εως γλετζέδικα τραγούδια ;
αυτό είναι κάτι σαν μνημόσυνο....

Echoberyl APPARITION

A Horrifying Transformation in The Soft Moon’s Sorrowful Video for “Monster”


Ο Luis Vasquez υφαίνει επιδέξια την έντονη ποίησή του με μπαλάντα με υπνωτική ηλεκτρονική μουσική, συνεχίζοντας την ικανότητα του για συναρπαστική αφήγηση μέσα από το φίλτρο ενός ενοχλητικού διαυγούς ονείρου. Το "Monster" είναι μια υπαρξιακή κρίση μελοποιημένη κομψά, απαιτώντας περισσότερα από τον εαυτό μας ως συλλογικότητα.



"...and i´m sorry for the lies i´ve told you....soul,
just a matter of the time before you go...."

"Της χαριτόβρυτης μνήμης θανάτου προηγείται ή δική μας προσπάθεια να θυμόμαστε τον θάνατο. Ανάγκαζε τον εαυτό σου να θυμάται συχνά τον θάνατο, η μνήμη θανάτου θα κτυπά με θανατηφόρα πλήγματα όλα τα πάθη σου διαβήματα και έργα."
(+Ιγνάτιος Μπρατσιάνινωφ)



lying down alone in black satin
my moment is a memory
that no one will ever see
the world starts to fade
in a room with lilies
i am reaching out for memories
and all our yesterdays

i‘ll never gonna be free again
our last goodbye will be our first hello
find ourselves alone at last
everything around us moves too fast

talking to myself
to see if i will listen
rolling with her ghosts
in a room with lilies
heads bowed in sorrow
all empty and hallow
how lonely i am now
walking all alone

i‘ll never gonna be free again
our last goodbye will be our first hello
find ourselves alone at last
everything around us moves too fast

walking through an endless forever
in colorless black and always ever
she’s gone, she’s gone… all gone
holding tightly all you've given
so what's the point of even livin'?
she’s gone, she’s gone… all gone
beyond

H. aving
A. gressions
T. owards
E. veryone



υποβλητική ή φωνη του Artaud Seth των MERCIFUL NUNS παντρεύεται με τη gothic metal σκηνη

"Bright and gold the sun does burn.
Hot enough to stun the snakes.
Sand and Earth as red as blood.
Sky so blue it heals your heart.
Trees as far as eyes can see.
Light is seen in dots and beams.
Birds will sing from dawn to dusk.
Owls and wolves make night a dream.
Green to red and back again.
Rain to dust and back again.
Free is how you feel out here.
Free from pain and what is real.
Listen now to what you hear :
Desert song that draws you near..
Forest song erasing fear..
Is it what has brought us here?
An expanse of burnt sienna so daunting, it hints to unborn ideas.
A canopy so lush and green, it mends even the most shattered of dreams.
Can you feel the forest of the Soul?
Can you grasp the desert of the mind?
Landscapes so beautiful it hurts.
The limitless reaches of the Earth,
Are mirrored in our own consciousness.
In the way we search for truth.
In the way we reach for love."
The Rose Phantom & Taylor Saville - The Limitless Reaches of the Earth

Nature morte


διαθετει μεταφρ απο γαλλικα σε αγγλικα

το οριτζιναλ στα ισπανικα πιστευω καλυτερο,διαθετει υποτιτλ απο ισπανικα σε ελληνικα καλουτσικα,
αλλωστε προκειται για ποιητικο κειμενο
τετοια δημιουργηματα συναντας 1/10χρονια......σκηνικα,μονταζ,μουσικη επενδυση,υποβλητικη ατμοσφαιρα,χορωδια......
μεγαλο μπραβο στη μπαντα
Mecano - Naturaleza muerta

for someones it means......eternity=love



Today I returned to sleep in our bed
And everything remains the same The air and our cats
Nothing will change
Difficult to forget you staying here

I want to see you
Still I love you and I believe even more than yesterday
The poison ivy does not let you see
I feel mutilated and so small

Come and tell me the truth
Be merciful
And tell me why
How it was you stopped loving me
I could not bear your lack of love

A month ago I would listen to you
and be your accomplice
I thought that there was no one better than you
I was you friend and your companion

Now I'll sleep
very deeply
to forget
I would like until death
not to think
I erase you to take away this bitterness

Come and tell me the truth
Be merciful
And tell me why
How it was you stopped loving me
I could not bear your lack of love

Who is The 4th man έγραψε: 12 Αύγ 2023, 18:22 for someones it means......eternity=love



Today I returned to sleep in our bed
And everything remains the same The air and our cats
Nothing will change
Difficult to forget you staying here

I want to see you
Still I love you and I believe even more than yesterday
The poison ivy does not let you see
I feel mutilated and so small

Come and tell me the truth
Be merciful
And tell me why
How it was you stopped loving me
I could not bear your lack of love

A month ago I would listen to you
and be your accomplice
I thought that there was no one better than you
I was you friend and your companion

Now I'll sleep
very deeply
to forget
I would like until death
not to think
I erase you to take away this bitterness

Come and tell me the truth
Be merciful
And tell me why
How it was you stopped loving me
I could not bear your lack of love

γιατί κατέφυγαν στο κωνιο;
υπέστησαν κακοποιησεις,στερηθηκαν την ελευθερία και τον
αληθινό έρωτα,
οι παλακιδες των Αυτοκρατορων
""Green mountains always accompany green waters
The swallows have already flown south
The painting of the beauty leaves a trace of blue-gray, sighing for the remaining beauty
Recalling the freckles and intoxication
Sighing that the lovesickness has not followed
A few springs, a few autumns, a few cycles

A white dress of plum blossom tears
A reflection of a mountain and water
Hate the world I pity the red eyebrow of the flower

Looking back, I see no one, I am angry

That scene and that thing touched my soul
Spring goes and autumn comes, how many flowers have bloomed

How can time not go through a lifetime? Ups and downs have been half a lifetime

A pot of turbid wine wants to follow the wind

A step and a glance seem to be a surprise

How can I ask the word of love

For whom do I keep the orchid

Green mountains always accompany green water

The sparrows have already flown south

The painting of the beauty leaves a trace of blue and gray, sighing for the remaining beauty

Recalling the mottled and slightly drunken

Sighing that the lovesickness has not followed

A few springs, a few autumns, a few cycles

How can time not go through a lifetime? Ups and downs have been Half a Lifetime
A jug of muddy wine wants to follow the wind
One step and one glance seem to be surprised
How to ask the word of love
For whom to keep a finger of orchid"