.....remember light?

it a new day since seven minutes....

and i have a weird unknown feeling in me...
it s logn time since i am not writing something concerning me on this blog

but tonight
a sharpen knife cutted my heart, deep inside a pain
woke me up

a journalist
sometimes shoudl report even those small sensations given from everyday life experience....

everything began when i went down the stairs to see my friend W. that was suppose to be studying...

so I sit and we chat for a bit, then he shows me a movie he did of the new year's eve. fantastic. and then he goes like ah I ll show u also the one I did for J. , and I yes yes show me please.
The movie is a succession of black and white images of this perfectly nice face, an angelic but evil face....and her sight her black lips are telling you come come and kiss me....the song in the background just pushes ur heart smaller and I ....I feel like crying.
Romantic, maybe....U know Kusturica was singing maybe u r Juliet but I am not Romeo...
here the situation is reversed---he is Romeo, she is not Juliet---- The injustice here it is not families hating each other and an impossible love....here the situation is Juliet being J. same initial letter but this J. is a Juliet whitout sould....
she is a robot, she s a cold human being that forgot the soul to deep in a well scared to risk to loose it....and now, poor J., she cannot find it anymore.

W. come from one of the most hot zones of the planet, in which suffering and killing is the order of the day.... however, he is sweet,however he gives love, however he is amazing. However he is warm, warm like an army of soft sunrays huggin ur face......
he is an explosion of joy
he is
alegria
and she
she did not understand what is she loosing cheating on him
she doesnt know who is he
she does not know Romeo was there for her and she
her pride
her complex of attention
her impossible mania of making all men horny...

J.....J.....who r u?
how can u sleep at night knowing that

you made a guy who survived war and is so full of.......violence
to erase with love
suffer?
how do u feel now, J.?
do u have a counsciousness? Did u ever used it before?

But this is the clash of two culture
the middleastern one
and the subculture of United Kingdom

in which
in this desert of dry souls
this girl
thinks to be a queen
and she is
she is the queen of the emptiness

in which vortex did u loose ur sould?
how can u sleep at night?

they think to be humans

they are only plastic puppets.


one day the puppeter will come
and us sons of a bastard god will be save
in his embrace

last night at 5 a song was telling me REMEMBER LIGHT
WHEN U SLEEP REMEMBER LIGHT
WHEN U DREAM REMEMBER LIGHT
WHEN U R AWAKE REMEMBER LIGHT

REMEMBER LIGHT.....