The world is a madman who still gets excited in front of a landscape.
Who writes poems and paints streams, only looking at a tear down, while all around, only see tears.
The world is a madman who still stops to pick up a stone and keeps it in the pocket like a talisman ... of who sees a special look, who tries to sniff a scent that can awaken a memory and waits for a full day to receive a caress.
The world is a madman, that the trendy, chooses the company of good friends.
Who is the desire to learn every day something more ... without claiming to teach it to anyone.
of that madman who envy the humility of his dog and the dignity of his cat and he still has time to water a plant.
The world is crazy that a cold message that prefers the sound of a voice, those who choose to donate a flower instead of waiting for him to be brought.
Who, pausing to reflect, he still wants to dream and in the silence of the night, find the honesty to admit guilt.
The world is a madman who prefers to be sound, the goal of those who prefer to travel and love ... always willing to make the least sense.
The world is a madman who is not afraid to be imprisoned for his madness.
Of that crazy similarities rather than differences, who loves to be loved before ... without worrying about being wrong ed'รจ able to dig in the most remote regions of his heart.
If I'm crazy I do not want to heal!
If not ... I'm trying to go crazy!
-gm-
Who writes poems and paints streams, only looking at a tear down, while all around, only see tears.
The world is a madman who still stops to pick up a stone and keeps it in the pocket like a talisman ... of who sees a special look, who tries to sniff a scent that can awaken a memory and waits for a full day to receive a caress.
The world is a madman, that the trendy, chooses the company of good friends.
Who is the desire to learn every day something more ... without claiming to teach it to anyone.
of that madman who envy the humility of his dog and the dignity of his cat and he still has time to water a plant.
The world is crazy that a cold message that prefers the sound of a voice, those who choose to donate a flower instead of waiting for him to be brought.
Who, pausing to reflect, he still wants to dream and in the silence of the night, find the honesty to admit guilt.
The world is a madman who prefers to be sound, the goal of those who prefer to travel and love ... always willing to make the least sense.
The world is a madman who is not afraid to be imprisoned for his madness.
Of that crazy similarities rather than differences, who loves to be loved before ... without worrying about being wrong ed'รจ able to dig in the most remote regions of his heart.
If I'm crazy I do not want to heal!
If not ... I'm trying to go crazy!
-gm-
(Above: The design of the subconscious-Black pencil on paper - 2009 - gm)
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