Nearing infinity is just an ideal of ours.

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Lead us in and follow me down,
nowhere near done, just begun..
The skin under your fingertips,
the breaths we shared,
won't you feel the whole of this?

Is this how I am to die?
Within your reach but without?
Or broken?
I will open like a book,
beware of hidden pages,
beware of dangers,
I told you, but you still aren't listening.

What is your gain in this?
Is it pleasure or peace of pride?
I may deliver them all,
but they come as a set.

Your pleasure is mine.
Hope, we may find more..
Peace is plentyful,
my earthly paradise.
My lover, we deserve it.

Put your pride where your pain is.
Heal me, I'll heal you too.
Give me what I want,
if having it is meant for me..

Meestest ja naistest.

Mind ajab närvi see, kui mehi ja naisi hakatakse pidama meesteks-naisteks, kuna nad on sellised-sellised-sellised. See on pinnapealne ja nõme. On asjad, mis on kenad ja on asjad, mis on ebaviisakad. Öelda kellelegi, et ta ei või nii naerda, kuna ta on naine on sama hea kui öelda kellelegi, et sul on valet värvi silmad. Naeru on küll lihtsam muuta, kuid see on ISIKUPÄRA. Ja kõike head neile, kes vastupidi arvavad. Peace out.

Sest naistel on sinised silmad.
Miks on naistel sinised silmad?
Sest meestel on pruunid silmad.
Ja kui naisel on pruunid silmad,
siis pole ta naine, vaid mees.

Sest naistel on heledam hääl.
Miks on naistel heledam hääl?
Sest meestel on jämedam hääl.
Ja kui naistel on jämedam hääl,
siis on ta MEES MEES MEES!

Sest naistel on tissid ees.
Miks on naistel tissid ees?
Sest meestel on riist riist riist.
Ja kui naistel pole tisse ees..?
Aga vot EI OLE mees.
Auk on sees.

Sest kui naisel on pruunid silmad,
ta ei ole mees.
POLE MEES POLE MEES POLE MEES.
Ja kui naisel on jämedam hääl...
NAHUI RAISK. Ikka pole mees.

...Or Your Demise Will Be Slow And Agonizing.

I want to touch you,
I hate it that I can't.
And yet I don't want it,
I hate the thought thereof.
Why won't you leave my mind?
Why do you bother me so?

I'm repulsed by seeing what you do,
by remembering us face to face.
You've changed,
and yet I never really knew you at all.
Who do you think you are?
And who was I to you?
Why?

I must be some village healer,
that I help you all, or at least try.
I love to see you well,
I love to know that life's good for you,
even if I feel pushed away,
even if rejection seems to be the only pay..

Hello, I'm broken.
When I breathe, I bleed.
But I suppose it's okay,
because you seem to be alright.
Hell, I'd keep this up even longer,
if I didn't know any better.

But I do,
and it's with all my strength,
that this time it's serious enough.
That I let you where no one else got,
although not in every sense.
Please let me heal.
Please let me be.

Between the Vultures and Myself

Muusika

I distract myself from routinely torments
with smaller more beautiful thoughts,
which torment me all the same.
No escape from thoughts alluring,
consuming me as if I were nothing.
Swallowing me into heartfelt abyss.

I know you in my imagination,
because that is where you'll stay,
with my permission, aeons away.
But still I'm imprisoned here,
with my simple delights, looking out.
Stretching thin for a single smile.

I'd die for my honesty,
and for what I believe in my heart.
How to burn down a masquerade,
tell apart the actors from the fake..
Stuck with these vultures on my shoulders,
I force myself to look ahead.

Alistun (6.detsember 2011)

Tammid katki, veed valla.
Las jutt jookseb
nagu vihm talvel.
Tühjal ja mudasel kõnnumaal.

Põlvitan siin.
Kas soovid, alistun?
Alistun ja ei kakle?
Te kurjus on te pehmus..

Kuid ka siin on mul väärikus.
Valetan, luban, tõotan..
Lõuend tuhandele tundmusele..
Siiber ja segadus.

Ma küsin rahu.
Ei palu, ei anu,
Ei lahmi ega laamenda.
Ei võimalda seda meel.

Nagu vihm talvel,
tühjal ja mudasel kõnnumaal..
Ma jään siia,
kuid mitte ainult vaatlejaks.

The City of Light (7.august 2012)

Night falls on this city of light.
Lamp after lamp dims in respect,
in respect to our thoughts, out of sight.
It swallows hope from deep within.
What will remain of of our glory?
What will remain of our city?
Our plight..

Close your eyes and turn your back.
Let this happen, 
Let this happen and never regret.
Surrender to this dreamless sleep and flow.
Night after night after night..
Why didn't you choose life,
Why didn't you choose to fight the rising tide?

The city burns as our thoughts catch fire,
Her body shines as she loses touch.
Night falls and everything fades to black,
Tell me, what will remain of this..
For fear it will be gone when I wake,
gone without memory it ever existed at all.
Tell me, if you can.

Night falls on this city of light.
Only candles illuminate the way to eternal bliss,
Our thoughts laid bare before our eyes..
To bursting it fills every soul.
We want our glory.
I want this city to burn.
Let there be freedom.

Seduction (6.juuli 2012)

Lying here in our passion's wake,
Sublime and good to taste,
Entranced, entangled,
Spellbound by sweeter dangers.

Knowing what's at stake,
All the more enticing by taste.
Reputations, emotions,
Learn the price of expectations.

Love, my dear,
is beyond us mortals.
Such arrogance we emit,
when we believe to have conquered it.
Changing companions for lack of a fit,
when it might be ourselves who need to be fixed.

Like fine wine they pass my lips,
Words picked with utmost care,
From the garden of seduction,
To capture unassuming souls.

Perhaps more often that not,
We play games to see how far,
How far we get before we're caught,
In the velvet grasp of flattery.

And in this hour of recognition,
Like a phoenix, I've met my demise.
The fire will consume all.
Spellbound by sweeter dangers still.