Fifth Year of “Bloog”

The time will come when man will no longer have to kill to eat, and even the killing of one animal will be considered a serious crime … If the trees went to school now they all would be light poles. Something is broken inside my soul Something was broken years before It’s like the echo of the laughter of someone else It’s like the sound of me crying till today … And though it seems absurd I know we both won’t say a word … The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land … I need to be afraid again … Stuck in what remains between the said and the unsaid, I am looking for the right words to say, but I know that I will never find them … Blame it on the Tekno! I just can’t control my thoughts … Do not listen to the words of the prophets who prophesy to you. They teach you vanity and fill you with vain hopes; they speak a vision of their own minds and not from the mouth of the Lord. Dico ego, tu dicis, sed denique dixit et ille; Dictaque post toties, nil nisi dicta vides. Δε θα με πιάσουνε πάλι τα κλάματα … Χορεύω, χορεύω ό,τι προβλήματα έχω στην άκρη τ’αφήνω Ξεδίνω Η μέρα που θα ξέρω όλα, θα έχω πεθάνει. I just would to let it go dancing all the night long, I know that will be the best cure for me … The best driver is who can always stay one step under his limits Nobody is nobody If God exists everything is permitted, but if God does not exist everything is prohibited … The ignorant does not know to be ignorant In this reality, everything exists until a certain point.