Kick the Chair, The System has Failed!!!

(...) Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia...(...)
(...) In a dream I cannot see
Tangled abstract fallacy
Random turmoil builds in me
I'm addicted to chaos(...)
(...)Take no prisoners, take no shit (...)

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?


Mujer. Escritora de bolsillo. Estudiante. Bruja. Hada. Delicada y educada. Despistada. Insomne. Nada interesante. Amante del Metal, el Rock y el Blues. Soy todo esto, sobre todo en noches frías....

"When do we understand that the water is the only thing left, the only thing that could make you fly deep in the sky and go back to the very first youth? When can we realise that we cannot hold this hand anymore? When is it that enough is enough.... When does the soul realise that you are a step beyond salvation? Why is the darkness compelling you to it? Why is the water so not clear? Why, I wonder, when I ask... but none matter at last. I shall go in, as many shall go out... I will get through the crossroad, with or without answers, and fly deep in the liquid sky..."

L'autre moi: ursulita