azul parpadeando a rojo

Inspirado, vivo, totalmente, libre, de,toda, cadena, que, posiblemente, haa, tenido
en, algun,momento, estoy cansando de escribir con comas porque...me hacen detenerme
y no puedo detenerme, voy a pintar el cielo contigo, hasta que me escuches, hasta que no haya sitio en el planeta tierra donde te pueda esconder de mi...no sabes mi definicion...estoy en los diccionarios...me tome la libertad de alterarlos todos, cada ultimo diccionario en el mundo, para cuando veas el nombre Carlos, los numeros 333, entonces veras la definicion al lado: "Fuerza indetenible, imposible de controlar, de dominar, fe incansable, paciencia hasta la muerte, pero impaciencia en cuanto a sus pasiones", Eres mi pasion, me puedes culpar, si me enojo contigo por no asumir tu posicion, y sentirme en lleno...porque me intentas limitar, el grado en que tus sueños se extienden pero no llegan a expandirse mas de 2 centimetros. Cuando estas conmigo no tienes limites, no tienes punto donde detenerte...y asi es que me gustas...reconciliame...dejame ser quien naci para ser, debo cumplir con mi proposito
creo que sin ti, eso no va a ser posible...a quien es que tengo que asesinar, quitar del medio, opacar?? , a tu psicologo? , a tu novio?, a tu agarre?, a tu mejor amigo?, a tu mejor amiga? ...impresioname...tu ...a ...mi....mi orgasmo guardado...mi sueño inconcebible...mi fantasia perfecta, reina de cristal, fragil, dulce, y timida...solo un animal salvaje ...(en otras palabras yo)...puede hacerte sentir asi...Je te aime.....

Donnie V.

Donovan Vincenzo , 20 y algo años de edad,
aunque su nombre suena como de algo cool
como detective de homicidios, mafioso o incluso supermodelo no gay que incurre en deportes extremos y se tira a todas las supermodelos no flacas (y flacas ocasionalmete) , Donovan en realidad es un tipo común y corriente con un nombre de protagonista de pelicula de acción.

No mata despiadados que asesinaron a su perro, culebra, gato, tarantula, hamster (por favor!, ...la familia asesinada está demasiado quemada..o el hermano o el papá), no busca arcas perdidas, ni se mete en templos de aborigenes canibales con la cara pintada de una forma que ni el brujo legitimo de la tribú se atreveria a ponerse ...
no es un hacker con cuerpo de luchador o artes marciales mixtas (ni fue wolverine y van helsing en otra peli...), no conduce un auto con inteligencia artificial o es el líder de un grupo de salvavidas (casi todas mujeres y TODAS han salido en Playboy), ni mucho menos ha vencido a un depredador extraterrestre, ni ha sido un cyborg asesino arrepentido que vuelve a ayudar al hijo de su victima. Donovan no ha ni siquiera ganado el titulo mundial de peso completo de la WWE, ni siquiera el intercontinental...ni el cruiserweight....no es un billonario aburrido que vive siempre en busqueda de nuevas aventuras (arriesgando por supuesto la vida)....

Pero se los come a toditos en algo...es un maestro de cinturón negro...el dalai lama...la galletica emperador justo despues de un plato de pretzels saladisimos, el dadaluma ...el león de fulfa fulfa.......en la C.a.M.a

- Carlos Adolfo Morales Ascuasiati :) get it? got it? good.

in between the red curtain

Never mistrust
never mistrust your ability
never mistrust your ability to make me feel alive
never doubt
never doubt what your heart says
never doubt what your heart says directly
never doubt what your heart says directly to mine
i love every inch of every fiber of every cell of every molecule of every atom
that make your eyes shimmer and your sweetness overflow
and thine cup runneth over, all over my skin, and these dreams you and i
you and i... u & I made together...like love within a wrapped and heat invoking red
enviroment...like a symphony for an empty theater...feeding the ghosts and phantoms
of not neccesarily operas...for ghouls and ghosts are strengthened by interchanging energy
and what powerful waves...you and i...you know i'm all alone in the darkness
but i don't mind because i know you're there...in my arms...whispering in my ear....
the strangest and funniest sound your chipper and overtly comical mood
could evoke...if it weren't for you....

Shikyo-Tensei

I died sincere...some of the things i said may have crushed bridges
it feels like this is the afterlife...but my influence lives on
but some would say..."you seem alive!" ..my answer is ...no ...i'm not
i am dead...dead and gone...it's not sad...even though tears are wept...
even though some memories are powerful enough to create planets...
even though i still breathe...even though my heart beats...and believe me
inside me...im alive...i'm way more a alive than a lot of people i know...
that still carry around themselves with one eye closed and the other waiting for the day
to collapse....i'm in a sort of heaven/hell ...like a marriage between the two...
surviving the depths of darkness...to find that which i've lost...or merely misplaced...
that day could be tomorrow...or i could be reborn right now...oh wait...if this is being written
then i've returned from the dead ...and baby, i'm not undead....just look down my pants...
so its like i say...the king is in fact dead....but no one said anything about the emperor....
i'm so glad to be immortal...your love makes me so...

This is for you...and That's for Bush and other self praising maggots

You see i hate leaders, i hate them so...they think they can order people around and just steal away life...Kings suck, in effect all authority figures suck, they suck they suck they suck
Why?, cuz' they're human...which is not bad since, we can relate to these tall, majestic figures (at least that's what they think of themselves), but it's smoke and mirrors...
for once i'd like to see a leader that knows what the fuck he is doing...i mean really, what the hell is wrong with the world?, we always seem to select the most bloodthirsty or blind or self servicing fucktards imaginable....wow....that's a load off my chest ...choose me as your president fucktards!
i'm the man ....(no i won't legalize dope), but i'll make you all listen to A trace of Blood all day...(i sound dictator-like, i know...)

I understand you so well...

that it frightens me....i love the way you scare me however....it turns me on....
aren't i a weird one? ....we are two weird kids....in adult bodies....
you are the wind that wakes me up in the morning...you are the shadow that comes with dusk
i told you aren't so far away, and i will not hazard to make a guess....kids that we are...uncontrolable...we are also quite concious....i feel ...so warm right now....the temperature is low ....what is it about you that makes my blood into lava, my words into fingers that touch forbidden ground...im no coward....im not running....im staying...right here...arms open...staring at the horizon....people will judge me as crazy...fuck them....what do they know....
i know why im static here....i know what im fighting for...this is my fate....
and i will not let you go...
in my heart i know...
in my heart i know
in my heart i .....

the truth about 333

Is even unknown to me
pero aun asi le busco el sentido
and even though the answers evade me
no pueden cerrarme el paso
why? ...because i love to fight
pero no me confundan...adoro el amor...amo el amor
because someone may have convinced me that lust
no es lo unico que vale en la existencia
but im getting way off the subject, because...
esto trata sobre mi viejo amigo trescientos treinta y tres
who always watches over me in the hard times...and the good times
dandome su fuerza..no se de donde proviene pero es masiva
what i once thought to be a curse, is actually
una bendicion...oh hermosa bendicion que ha abierto mis ojos a la verdadera
beauty that is life, that is hard work and effort...there is no need for darkness
aunque todavia queden cantidades saludables de tal substancia en mi...
Se cual es el camino ...y nada me dentendra....nada se puede interponer
so as in this empty room....with my mind pumping dreams like venom...
llenan mi corazon imagenes...hermosas imagenes....de lo que tanto deseo...
and it does not bother me one bit, to be a dreamer....after all
los sueños se hacen realidad...asi que, mi gran amigo.....te agradezco
for giving me the power to change reality into whatever i feel like it should be
no se si debo dirigir...pero sospecho que ese es tu plan ...verdad?
you are the oldest friend i have...maybe the most constant thing in my life...
eres mujer o algo? ...porque solo una mujer me pondria a vivir estas telenovelas
on a daily basis!, but i must admit...this is the only way to truly live life....
mas vivo que nunca...sin sentido de desorientacion....cuanto tiempo me costo comprender
that all of this is destined to happen.... 3.....3.....3....

Modified Christmas Ver. 5.9 with crack and serial

Welcome, there is no snow where i'm from...but christmas is a mess still
people are happy (well they're drunk 24-7), it's a month long holiday
everyone buys shit, tons of shit...even shit they don't need, just for the sake of showing shit to the shit beholder....envy is on the top of the list...people are so crooked...can't they just enjoy the drunkenness of christmas and fireworks...? ..can't they just be happy?

I swear Santa Claus is going ghetto this year...he's all in them red jerseys...talking in english all dominicanyork like, bringing presents (tons of cocaine , weed, extasy) and driveby's ...not to the kids but to the other grown up kids, that by that time, are really fucking drunk ...so now they can be drunk and stoned! ...and well...shot....if they dont pay that is....

Motherfucka's got elves too...they're called AMET'S which are like transit cops but dumber...they don't make presents they just give little presents to themselves...it's called "abusing power" ....egomonsters! ...but well all them kids riding around drunk ...(that'll never change), making 0's on the road in their fancy Acuras with their drugs and booze safely tucked in the glove compartment...not under the tree...Although i just gave a whole bunch of people good ideas on stashing spots....

And lest we forget "Sima sabor navideño" cranking out of every stereo in town on every bodega, colmado or whorehouse on the block...what does christmas taste like? ...is it like....the mixture between hangover and christmas dinner all at once...or does it taste more like pussy? ...drunk, stoned pussy that doesn't even know where it is at that particular time and place ...she should be home sleeping! ....waiting for santa! ...uh oh....motherfucker's got a bottle of vas-o-line ....oh just forget it...you're fine where you are...this santa's one of them deported, three toothed, gunslingin', daddy yankee and snoop dogg lovechild of a santa ....

I love fucking christmas....don't do drugs....and there ain't no deers in DR...GET OFF THE FUCKING CRACKPIPE YOU JUNKIE

Los ojos que encierran todo

Me observan, desde lo lejos...no es que estoy loco sino un poquito creativo...
no es que sea paranoico...sino un poquito precavido...porque si supieran ...
mis instintos...destruyen, no tengo miedo de las personas...pero talvez las personas no saben en lo que se meten....yo soy un lio....yo lo se....soy un lio divertido....pero un lio igual....hasta donde llega tu optimismo?....porque el mio es eterno....

Cuando tus defectos son enormes....vuelvelos una extension de ti....una positiva

La realidad

seres de fuego luchando contra la lluvia, gente de agua cayendo desde la boca celestial...una guerra entre los extremos....triunfa nadie...el vapor se rie mientras asciende...pero ni siquiera el vapor...es eterno...nada dura mas que el tiempo...el tiempo es eterno...sin embargo podemos detener el tiempo? ...pudiesemos invertirlo...viajar al pasado...al futuro....dominarlo?...si fuese asi entonces el tiempo tambien tiene fin...hay esencias que sobreponen todo...las armas de devastacion masiva que superan el poder humano...sus emociones....

Hay algo

Talvez hay algo ahi...que no se expresar...aunque si se...pero no se....porque sera que mis silencios dicen tanto? .......................................................................................................................................................

estremecedor....perfecto....sonambulo.......333

I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK (did ya miss me?)

the memory monster

No has desaparecido, todo lo contrario....cuanto sudor debe ser derramado , cuanto mas he de esperar? ...mi orgullo...perdon orgullo ....orgullo descansa....orgullo calla....perdon...mi amigo no tiene idea...el sabe...pero no se calla la boca cuando debe...si es cierto, te extraño...si, me quede con la boca aguada...los labios incendiados....temblores , anticipacion y todo eso....cuanto ha pasado? ....porque reprimo? ....no se....no me quiero explicar ahora...no es el lugar...no es el momento ....sabes?....no es miedo....no le temo a nada....talvez la muerte....pero ella anda lejos de aqui...asi que por ende...no tengo miedo....estoy en contacto con lo que siento....se lo que siento...y se lo que sientes....es como sostener un orgasmo por cuestion de meses....es como aguantar el deseo de gritar cuando alguien te pisa un pie (con un yunque...perdon no pude resistir) .....no hice nada mas que esperar....todavia espero...como es que no me canso ? ....no puedo dejar de pensar en esto....esto me posee....lo siento....no lo voy a sufrir (aunque lo sufra de todas formas) ....yo se lo que siento....se porque lo siento (aunque desconozca porque....mis instintos no fallan) , se lo que deseo, lo que quiero y hacia donde voy....tus palabras me consumen...las mias te incineran...ardes en mi...como se que ardo en tus entrañas...saboreo tu deseo de satisfaccion y estoy aqui para dejarte repleta de mi...no estoy vencido...no estoy muerto....existo....existo en exceso...aunque no me guste ...soy como una enfermedad (aunque sea postiva)....y deseo enfermarte de mi...y seducir a tu sistema inmunologico dejando orgasmos en su lugar....dejando una sonrisa abobada en tu rostro y una mirada desnuda en tu ojos...si lo creiste en algun momento ...creelo ahora mas que nunca...no puedes escapar

Hola mis adorados fans! ....(los 3 que me quedan)....queria informarles que durante los mil y 1 mes que estuve fuera de comision...no me la pase de vago! ....me he mantenido alimentando a mi nuevo hijo ....visitenlo...para que escuchen la voz que tantas barrabasadas escribe

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You....how dare you (quite a comeback no?)

How dare you walk away from me....don't you know i'm already inside you...pulsating in your veins...touching every corner ...bathing in the fountains of your feline spirit....drinking you....feeling you....i am alive inside you...part of me , part of you...how dare you escape....how dare you run away....look me in the eyes...feel it....feel the flowing stream ripping into you.....like a blind passion stream...in extreme....seconds kill ....minutes murder...hours, days, weeks, months, years....this isn't goodbye....not by a long shot....i won't stand for defeat... i ...won't be...defeated by this...in my heart....in my mind....i know....i know the truth....you may think i've lost my mind...maybe being alone....has affected me...post traumatic stress...i have no fear...so why should you?....fear of being touched this touch that will remain below your skin...maybe forever...i'm not being proud, i'm being true.....how dare you escape fate?....you are mine....M.I.NE.....somewhere, someday....NOW DAMMIT NOW

Sin tiempo sin espacio

Sin tiempo...sin espacio...que me importan estas pendejadas...ven a mi...
que me tienen jarto el tiempo y el espacio...si estas aqui talvez no jodan tanto ...el tiempo y el espacio...si llegas...si solo llegas....bueno...solo lo dejare ahi .....llega!

Anti-cipacion

Esto es un codigo anti-codigo para todas las cosas...todas las dudad y todos los silencios que duran....dias...dias interminables...me haces falta...me hacen falta tus palabras...donde estas? ...donde estoy? ....nunca nos hemos movido de sitio...hemos estado aqui...suspendidos en el tiempo...disfrutando....la revelacion....la realidad...realidad candente...de que los sueños se realizan...el tiempo no asesina...el tiempo fortalece...loz lazos que recorren tu piel...y la conectan a la mia...sigo estos rastros....estas cuerdas translucidas...cristalinas...me llevaran hacia ti...te espero...en silencio...pasando cada dia....llevando el sol en los hombros...y tu la luna en el vientre....espero....con anticipacion....

the jungle

Its another world...i feel different...i feel as if i´m on the hunt...my sense of smell is ever sensitive...there´s a slight aroma...calling out to me...from afar...yet not so far...a taste on my tongue...flavors that defy these animal taste buds...it´s insanely hot...like a lion on the prowl...the night calls my name...its calling me out...theres something hunting me also...

A blaze gives signs of a camp nearby...im getting close...the scent...is stromg...its just growing...instincts in overdrive...overdrive...exhilaration...do wild animals feel this? ...this rush...of closing in on the prey...have i really become a lion? ...well ocassionally i get itchy...scratchy...so that must mean ...i have fur...i do have fur...HOLY "··&/($$ im a lion! ...am i really going to eat that girl up? ...she looks so sweet...looking up into the night sky...dreaming away ...what could she be thinking of? ...why is she so familiar? ...why does her scent....drive me insane? ...i mean, shes just human ....isnt she?
its not biologically ....sane....what my thoughts are doing to me....it must be this slight human part of me...animals just dont ¨think¨ ...that just doesnt happen...

I feel like purring her up...im a big savage ¨cat¨ after all...why wasnt i a wolf instead? ...i love wolves...why am i even thinking? ...i just...want to ...oh god...its a bullet...its in my flesh...ow...ow....i´ve never been shot....urgh it hurts...ahhh

she shot me! ...dear lord...why´d she do that? ....oh wait...am i dying?...im getting really numb...................................................................

Wah...! ...that was weird....what a dream....except for that girl....shes right here...sleeping next to me....i kiss her ...mmm...i feel like kissing more than just your lips....come here....mmm ................................

Oh....ok....thats what i was supposed to do.....y´know? ...being an animal ain´t as easy as it looks.......now....off you go....¨grin¨ (big curtains drop)

Pensandolo bien...

Cuando alguien te dice...¨Te pareces a mi¨ ...te puede estar dando el cumplido mas grande en existencia...o ....mas bien të esta diciendo ¨Me confundes¨ ...claro si lo tomas de una forma o de otra...pero siempre hay la tercera...¨Me gusta como me confundes, sigue haciendolo....¨

Intermezzo

I know why ...
Wish i had enough words to express it
And maybe a clear , concise idea of whats happening
Nothing is like this, its almost vicious...extremely sweet...
This expression of raw feverish emotion...
Young and wild ...these dreams we craft...into living movies
Ours, so ours...no one else enters here...our little minefield
Understanding would be futile, it´s best to just feel, flow...
Songs of the sky that fall as rain unto our skin...
Opens locked doors between you and i ...so exposed
Bare it all...im willing to...we find ourselves alone out here
And its perfect...theres nothing in the way, nothing matters
Deffinately alive, you make me feel so alive
Inside me inside you inside this world, on the inside we
Tick like bombs wanting to explode unto each other
Hell would seem arctic in this fiery display
Undermining all possible forms of resistance
Reality is....beautiful, just as long as you re in it
The tension is overhwelming, the anticipation
Seed of many years finally growing, outlasting perfection