at the exahasperated insolence of unexpected desires
there where the nothingness of human insanity
and men's incongruence delate toward their pressence
I watched..
lurking creatures that run across the params of the earth
as exhalted birds of renovation through all reallity and cycle
dance before the unstopable passing of the suns
and give halit and constance of being to the earth
come to me, my quimeras and holographic images
come to the call of my own desire and will
come toward the upcoming of chaos, the upcoming of renovation
come to me..
for the time is nigh in which the last breeding of the old
perish before his own undoing
and thus, within the flame of rennovation,
from the ashes of the old
a new order may rise
come to me, quimeras of time..











Cuidese.. un abrazo!
Att: Ztocker
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Itzhak ZtockeRocker!
Dónde te metiste.... amigo "Kurt"
Chat para los de habla hispana en dA, pasen chicos, saludos!
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Everything about you is so easy to love <3
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the ghosts called Poes are spirits of concentrated hatred, they hate the world..
..young man, if you catch a Poe I will pay a lot of money for it..
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Itzhak ZtockeRocker!
Dónde te metiste.... amigo "Kurt"
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