To fall in love.

That equation which has no formula

The emotion without reason

Born out of purpose, burning desire.

The vessel of the weak

The immortals Empire.

Passion can be lust,

Can be anger, be despair

Be the sin to the Just

The Envy to the fair.

To fall in love,

Is to consume a mind in wonder

The absence of fear

In a nightmare called dream.

Struck from within, driven by thunder

A reign for the ego

A current, a stream.

Passion can be trust,

Can be laughter, can be cries

Be the choice that we must

Or the happiness that dies

It´s Obsession in the eyes

The Enigma of the unknown

That poem we have not written.

Born of the simple Heart.

The Babylon of many sighs

Luminescence in the Dark.

To fall in love,

Takes a glimpse to happen.

And eternity to start.

The Choice

I saw you.

Covered in streams of Gold,

Hidden in a heart of glass.

Lost child at breaking dawn,

A present and future Lost in the Past.

A body of light trapped in the flesh

like a box of whispers in nights of cold,

Bind and caress. Attend and repress

Secrets and mysteries yet to unfold!

An ocean of rippled fears romancing dreams.

Or a temple of silence buried in stone

A human, A God, Spirit or Fiend

Bound by the moon, forever alone.

Born out of luck, driven to hazard

Swirling a poem into dance

Hidden in fear, breathing disaster

In life’s rewarding riddle of chance.

A bible of words and prophecies of love

Or a sphinx of poems into desire.

We are flashes of warmth rising above

broken within lost ego's of fire.

I see animal roars ethereal like smoke

As swallows dancing into the mist,

Chants of children someone awoke

A veil of sorrow, unwanted beast.

We are breathing poison in lungs of gold

In the wind of glitter bound to your voice.

The future holds what no man can hold

As for light to beat the shadows, through your choice!

                                                             

“Moments of Glory”  (Eager to be born)

It is to wonder,

Why the light in my eyes never seems to cease.

Almost as fireflies on an evening sky

And besides the ego plunder, 

And the Rocking thunder.

I breathe your smile in the winter breeze

And ride the laughter That is due to die 

I see the sparkle in your eyes, 

Fainting in winds of foreign dust.

And it lingers in the desire

Like ashes to flaming fire.

Freezing the sound of my cries

As Sounding words of lust. 

And if I trust, And if I dream,

And in a whisper I tell my story.

I wonder the pain,

And the falling rain

Coursing in my life stream

Moments of Glory! 

I discover your kiss,

In the sparrow that sings over my window.

And the breaking of a new dawn.

And aside the bliss And all I've missed

I embrace my sin,

And the shadow Of all I've been

To deliver this love,

Eager to be born!

                               

Beacons

I sing beacons of light

Fading into the night,

I scream whispers that cry

Devouring sigh.

Oh the souls that i lost

Come to me for the key.

I am eager to grasp

This man i wanna be.

Peace as my goal

I surrender to fate.

In the depths of my soul

Iv'e been shallow, I've been great.

And in this world of sorrow,

where chimeras are friends 

my heart has been borrowed

making amends.

After a life of excess,

I long for redemption,

I had lust, had caress,

But not love's satisfaction.

I drown in the silence

of words I'm yet to say.

Cause i built broken castles,

My ego took away.

I feel lost, but i dream

of the warmth in a stranger

trading sadness and sin

for its succumbing danger.

So i sing without fear,

laughing riddles of trust

to this shadowy seer

brought to life from my dust.

In the end, all i see,

are the faces of regret,

twisting chances into me

like an oracle's roulette.

And i whisper a goodbye,

For i know within me

We are oceans into sky

Beacons meant to be.

"Loneliness is the luck of all exceptional spirits"

Arthur Schopenhauer

"In people with average capacity, modesty is nothing but pure honesty. But in those who possess great talent, it's Hypocrisy. "

Arthur Schopenhauer

"What is modesty if not a hypocritical Humility through which a man asks for forgiveness for having the qualities and merits others do not."

Arthur Schopenhauer

"I despise whoever steals away my loneliness and in return doesn't provide me with proper companionship".

Nietzsche

Every men dies, but not all of them live.

"Success
To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch
or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier
because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded. "

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Our body is a temple of Conscience, influence, and testimony, in which we are either a ray of light illuminating forward, or just a shadow reflected from behind.

There is a time in a man's life, when all you want is to breathe easy, and gaze upon the sky as into your backyard.

And into the ocean, as the bed you lay in.

to look at the emptiness and be fulfilled, and grasp the blackness to lighten it up.

To redeem your words with deafening silence, and be pleased with their echos.

and embrace yourself with loneliness warmth.

To see the face of God in the wind that freshens, and the sun that burns, and be surrendered to Its Glory.

There comes a time, when all we want, is to be nothing, in order to become everything we need.

To live content with small means; 
to seek elegance rather than luxury; 
and refinement rather than fashion; 
to be worthy, not respectable; 
and wealthy, but not rich; 
to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, and act frankly; 
to listen to the stars and the birds, to children and sages, with an open heart, and opened mind.
to bear all cheerfully, do it all bravely, await occasion, hurry never; 
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious grow up through the common. 
This is my symphony."

We are nothing but empty vessels.
hollow boats on stormy seas.
We shatter our frailty, to become monoliths of sorrow.
Yet we cry like rain in the forest.
We speed through the crowds, in a marathon of motion
and yet we freeze at the warmth of caress.
we shout for today while we yearn for tomorrow
we are harmed by the world, and yet we are blessed.

"I always thought that the worse thing in life was to get to the end of it completely alone. But i found out that ultimately worse is to know that at the end of your life you are surrounded by a lot of people who make you feel alone. " 

Robin Williams

The ice that freshens your drink, is the same that wrecks ships. the sand that warms your feet, is the same that swallows civilizations. The water that bathes your body, is the same that consumes everything in its path. The wind that breezes in your face, is the same that whirls destruction into the land. Where there is power, there is frailty. Where there is frailty, there is beauty. In life all is balance. all is order. But all is chaos waiting to happen. 
Chose what you want to be.

There is majesty in the form of insignificance, and frailty in Glory. 
There is destiny in randomness, and revelation in coincidence. 
There is honor in cowardliness, and truth in every lie, as there is a purpose behind a choice, and an end to every beginning. 
Every hardship comes with a blessing, every dead end with a new hope. 
In life there is always space for perfection, where there is space for renewal. 
In Every word, a whispering silence. Every promise, a surprising deceit. 
But where men fail, they also succeed. For the only true way to live, is to dare.

A smile well timed intimidates the rude and disarms the uncivilized. When facing an unpleasant person or situation, smile and say: We were born under the same sky, but we share different horizons. and glide your way out of it with a flawless smile.

In Life, only 2 things define you. Your patience when you have nothing. and your attitude when you have everything!

Sadness is mostly the amount of time and energy we dedicate to aspirations not met, and expectations not properly focused.

A Desire is a powerful weapon of man's willpower. if you can dream it, you can achieve it. for our hearts only know what they can grasp.

What we think we see in the world, is merely a reflection of how much we know of it.

If one day you gaze at the world, and you see more than physics. If you stare at people, and you see more than egos. If you glimpse at moments, and you see more than circumstance. And when you stare at the mirror and you see more than life. Only then will you have truly succeeded.

The wise change themselves as they change the world.
The ignorant expect the world to change them.

Best way to fight evil is to avoid it. Best way to avoid it, is to predict it. Best way to not become it, is to become its opposite instead.

Ignorance is bliss. loneliness is shelter. suffering is comfort. frustration is hope. None is ever far away from another. as much as fire can only be warmth in the presence of cold. and peace can only be found in moments of unrest. In life, we can only become who we want, by accepting what we are

Humanity's greatest curse is that most people are drawn to pain, like a necessity. Every promise they make, Every word they pronounce and every tear they shed, is a pathetic brief lie they tell themselves to extend their hope. They deny themselves that urge, layering it with dreams they never fight for, goals they easily forget, and convictions that never last. Humanity at the minds of the mediocre is very often a weakness trying to become a virtue, but fails to achieve anything worthy of its name.

The best way to be remembered is to become unforgettable. And for that, all you need is Integrity.

To be able to dream unconditionally is the only thing, worth being awake.

The fear of freedom enslaves the mediocre. The embrace of liberty releases the wise.

Opinion Makers

If something is certain, the world is filled with opinions, and i am proving it by typing this very statement.

We all have a perspective of a fact, before, during and after it occurs, and through our very eyes, we perceive it not has it is in its most genuine composition, but from the angle in which we become witnesses.

Opinion is to be taken in consideration considering detailed information on the given fact, the circumstantial origins in which it was formed, the vehicles in which it was taken, the impartial perspective deprived of emotion or personal empathy, and the individual educational and cultural aptitudes to do so. This obviously doesn't always happen.

As human beings we are bound to act on impulse, on personal favoritism, on consequent changes of mood, on social pretense, and most of all, we are used to give our opinion based on opinions of other people we either revere, respect of fear. When we give our opinion towards an event, a situation, a social circumstance, a product, a behavior, a person, or a philosophical concept, we should always start from respecting the facts and the intervenients, to be driven by integrity, sense of justice, the desire to make that opinion educational, impartial, and humble.

Based on the basic principles of humanity, everything we do that has repercussions on other people's lives should be carefully taken in consideration, so that after our opinion has been given, it will generate positive transformations in the minds that benefit from it, or at least a second thought on a new fresh perspective. Opinions aren't dogmas, and opinions are not universal legislations of truth, they are just different angles of perspective, through the eyes of a singular emotional being.

"The wise man is not the one that says all he thinks, but the one who thinks on everything he says"

Aristotle  (384 BC – 322 BC)

"Text by Bruno De São Vicente"