She's all three wishes

 It's early in the afternoon and I'm sitting infront of my laptop browsing random sites, watching videos, listening to some chilling music. Same shit, different day, boring the hell out of myself. The people are trying their best to keep us interested on the screen but I guess they should try harder.

 The door opens and my girlfriend walks in. She just got out of the shower. She walks to me slowly so I can watch her getting closer. She stands behind my chair and takes a look at the screen.

 ''Anything interesting happening around the world?'', she said.

 ''Too much taking place, so little time to deal with all of them''

 ''I see..''

 She leans towards the screen and lets me feel her breasts against the back of my head. Her scent is all over my room, charming, making a thousand promises of pleasures. I turn around and kiss her. Her lips have the sweetest taste, I can hardly keep my hands of her chicks and neck.

 When we stopped kissing, she walked a step away from me, looked me and the eye and let that towel covering that perfect body of hers go, exposing herself to me. With her eyes still on me, she crawls on the bed. She says she wants me. I guess there is no need to hold back.

 I take off my shirt and throw myself at her. She doesn't waste any time either. Her skin is soft and warm, and every part of her body is perfectly symmetrical,  makes you doubt that this really happening and that it's not another dream. She keeps her hands all over me, grabbing my arms and back with her nails until I bleed.

 Only fiffteen minutes have passed but we're already sweaty. My heart is beating so hard I can bearly hear anything else. All I can see is the woman of my life making my wildest fantasies into fact and all I can hear is her moaning and asking for more. We keep going on and on on each other, like wild animals, being released of their prison to get together, unable to control them selves, unwilling to stop...

 Time was passing by and the music has stopped. She's lying in my arms trying to calm down. We're looking at each other, not saying anything, because there is no need to speak, our eyes speak for themselves. She reaches for my pack of smokes. She lights up two cigarettes and offers me one. I get up and go to the computer.

 ''I'm putting on some music. Do you have any preferance, babe?''

 ''No, it's ok, suit yourself'''

 She inhaled some of the smoke and keep staring at my moves.

 ''Do you love me babe?''she asked

 ''You know I do''

 ''Yes, but how much??''

 Her round black eyes were looking right into mine, radiating of joy and excitement for what she's about to hear.

 ''If I had a pool so big that I could fit in it the whole ocean, it still wouldn't be enough to fit for my feelings for you..''

 Hearing these words she could help it and she burst out laughing.

 ''Boys can be so silly..''she said as she took me in her arms lied till we fall to a dreamful sleep.

  

Like tears in the rain

 She shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree. I let her hear my footsteps. She only goes stiff for a moment.

 ''Care for a smoke?'' I asked.

 ''Sure I'll take one.''

 She picked up one and put it on her lips, waited for me to light it, looking at me with that great radiating stare.

 ''Are you as bored by that croud as I am?'' she said..

 ''I didn't come here for the party. I came here for you. I've watched you for days. You're everything a man could ever want. It's not your face, your figure or your voice... It's your eyes. All the things I see in your eyes.''

 ''What is it you see in my eyes?''

 ''I see a crazy calm. You are sick of running. You are ready to face what you have to face. But you don't want to face her alone.''

 ''No.. I don't want to face it alone.''

 The wind rises electric. I hold her tight. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be alright. That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far far away. I tell her.. that I love her..

 The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. I hold her close till she's gone.

 I'll never know what she's running from..

 ''I love you..''

-Frank Miller

Strange world

Hear the tyrants scream

 Recent events have led to the following conclusions:

 People in charge are having sadistic pleasure by us. They want to use their full force, they want prove who's stronger, but normal people wouldn't just create conflict, so they push us. They push us to our limits where cannot take anymore, so we react, we protest, we riot. And that's where they come in with their poison and many other suppresion means that they have made up. But this time I get the feeling that it's something else. There is something more.

 They got powersick. They want to take it to another level. They want war. They want to know our true limits, if we mean it when we say it's all or nothing. They will push us to the edge so that we explode and they could get their satisfaction out of this collision. They want to see if we can really take them down. Deep inside them they want us to. They need us to take it of them. It's the only way for them to selfdestruct and get rid of that twisted mind of theirs.I'm getting more and more used to the idea that we will watch a whole system been taken down.

 And I think that I speak for all if I say that the gun is on their head, and we will gladly pull the trigger.

Lion's share

 The music is starting to getting on my nerves. Hearing the same shit over and over again. We've been waiting for Tony, the boss, over an hour to split the loot, he's been busy talking to the phone.. He does that kind of stuff. It's not like he's eccentric, he's the leader of the pack, his word must be taken seriously.

 Vito , the third of the gang, on the other hand, is a more light headed guy. He will make a joke and laugh just by himself and he wouldn't mind if people make fun of him. He also has a girlfriend, although she also sees some other guys, but Vito claims she loves only him.

  "Dames.. Always bitching around.." Tony said as he entered the room. He took a chair and sat right next to us on the table. He took a look on the money and said: "What the fuck is that shit??!" Vito looked at him and said: "While you were on the phone I split the money, three shares, same money for all of us"

 Tony didn't like that. Not one bit. He drew out his gun and fired a bullet right between Vito's eyes. I witnessed the moment in shock. When Vito's body finally hit the floor, Tony fired up a smoke and said: "I guess we need just two shares, right? Split them."

 I was holding my breath and remaining calm all the time. I separated a really small amount of the money on the one side of the table and put all the rest on the other.

 "Ok, that's it. Choose your share." He looked at them and said : "Who the hell taught you to split money that way?" I replied calm: "Vito just did"

Portraits

 Another party at the univesity... The time is about four o'clock and almost everyone is stone drunk. The music is loud as hell and all is dancing their brains out. Me and my girlfriend are making out, and we decide that is time we get some more privacy. So we try to find an empty classroom or corridor or anything that would suffice. Likely we found an unlocked door, we took a look inside, all was clear. There in the dark, we didn't waste any time, we got on a random desk and keep on right where we were. One or two minutes have passed when she told me to stop. I asked her what's wrong and she told me that the pictures on the wall are freaking her out. I looked at them and she was awfully right.They were all portraits and all nasty ones, I observed them real close, a guy with no teeth and a scar upon his face, an old woman with no hair on her head, a clown, and several more, all odd looking and staring right on us. I tell her it's ok and that there is nothing to be afraid of but inside I was trembling of fear. So we just stay in each others arms and fall asleep on a chair.

 When the morning came, the janitor woke us up angry and crabbed as always. Yelling about how we do not respect school property and that lecture kind of stuff. Ofcourse I didn't pay any attention to him. I wanted to see the  portraits that made us have a restless sleep. But on the walls there weren't any portraits, only windows.

Have heart

 Ignorance is bliss. Yet we set out to learn and experience the world. Why would we do this if it only makes us unhappy?

 We do it because even when we were ignorant we could tell there was something we lacked, something others had. We know it the same way a man who hadn't eaten would know hunger. So we begun to grow up and by this logic We should regret it. But we won't.

 Knowledge and understanding underpin appreciation and enjoyment of life supreme and incomperable beauty. We.. I, will never choose to return to ignorance because it robs me off all I have become and I have seen.

 It is only by allowing to myselves to see the stark horrors that exist that I could grow to understand and love all that is good. There is so much good in the world. The fact that some choose to see only darkness and pine for ignorance is beyond my comprehention.

 I will never return to the cloying darkness of ignorance. I will face the truth with adventure in my heart.

 Feel free to join me.

Coronation of conformity

 Yesterday I took the bus as usual to get to work. Casual and speachless people all arond me. Except for a small group of some guys, they should be going to a college a university or something. They kept talking about how shitty things are getting in this country, about economics, politics and staff and how small we are to affect these circumstances.

 Well, if you're reading this, here is my advice for you: Stop whining like little spoiled bitches! What do you expect from the world to do? To bend over and wait for you to have your fun? If you think that good things just happen, I have some bad news for you. You will suffer, and you will struggle and you will bleed. Your demons won't go down that easy, you will have to reap their hearts off their chests with your bare hands.

 It won't matter if you are a good person. It won't matter if you're a good employee or a good husband. It won't even matter if you have a diploma in nuclear fusion. The only crimes in this world are idiocy, indolence and arrogance. Take a look at the person at the top.What do you lack that he has? A vision. A passion. And potential. They don't have to be nice or good or educated. But it would make a great difference if they were.

 Those ''civilized'' people who are in charge, they have ruined the land and poisoned the air not because they are bad, because we let them do it. Because we didn't care. Because we compromised way to easy. And the only one and unbearable truth is that the only thing that evil needs to dominate over the world is for good men to do nothing.

Pleasure

 I light a smoke and take a look at that perfect body of hers. She is a goddess, lying next to me. The time is almost four o'clock and I can still feel her lipstick and perfume all over my body. She may be asleep but she still has this pure joyfull and bloodlusty smile of the battle. And so am I.

 My heart is still beating faster and louder as I keep looking at her. All I can only think about is the taste of her sweat and that voice of hers just like a siren's melody hypnotizing me and making me  lose control one more time.

 She is a valkyrie. And she's by my side. Ready to take over my body and guide me through the battlefield to the golden halls to celebrate another victory the way we only know. One of a kind, never seen before. Keeping my mind and heart in sanity, never see through anyone elses eyes.

 The perfect woman. The goddess. A valkyrie. By my side.