Now that I'm older...

29 years old, 29 years of bitter joy...
I laughed, I cried, I smiled but I cried first I guess.
Born in a farm, closer to l'Auvergne,
Je me suis pris des sacrées beignes.
J'ai vu les femmes souffrir, sourir et mourir.
I saw their sacred sorrow, down to earth, their heart I follow.

J'ai vu les hommes chialer, pleurer, beugler...
They wanted love, they got shit from les mal-aimées.
I saw creatures, animals, sweet babies and violence...
Now I own years of remembrance, memories and violence.
30 years and what's next? 
Love, marriage, hatred, hope for the best...
Leave this to subway clients, those sleeping to escape life and remain peasants.
I tried to be a king, I tried to find my queen.
Defeat baby, bad victory, fake contest full of cosmetic.
Their life is full, happy, wonderful and robotic.
I will end like a Robocop, paranoid in order to get hypnotic.

At least 300 is a better number.
Real visuals and cinema jewel.
I am Gerald Butler, I have no abs,
Just the belly of a baby and pride over shame when I will turn 30.

Now that I'm older... my love for doggies grew
My adoration for humans flew.

By Demonsandiosas. (picture reppin youth, youth and youth. I love u girls)

VM to the beyond!

Sending him messages on his voice mail.

He sends me back signs on Earth for me to keep writing my tale.

The joy he provides en Esta Tierra is huge.

But if Eden is better. Then kill my soul and take me there...

I hate the way you love me,

Only because I will never be able to reach even one drop of the level of love and forgiveness you provide me.

I hope each beat of my poor heart can say sorry for the mistakes of my misery.

My mother who loves me the most apparently felt bad and insulted me.

You never did and I love you until the end, when the depth of my flesh will receive punishment for all the sins I was aware of in this life.

Please, keep loving me, loving us. Your test is difficult but when you show us your presence, I wonder if your beauty equals a sunset? Amar es mi vida, Life is about living period...

 Thank you ya Allah.

1009 Nights

In a desert of love, a flying carpet was flying above dusts of desires. He stopped at the door of an oasis of hope to drink the milk of her blood. She poisoned his power for him to stay and drown in moving salt...
She was a turquoise vision in an ocean of gold powder. El Sahara was the name of his universe but that planet he fell in was soooooo small and did not appear dangerous that he just embraced the moment and drank the poison of GOD... Gold Of the Devil.

By Demonsandiosas.

Reggae night.

By Demonsandiosas

Il était une fois...

Are you able to tell me a secret, a story, a sad memory or a super tale that made you happy, made you evolve spiritually or even  made you excited deeply ?

Open the door of your dreams and exquisite nightmares!

Pleaz this way...

Tradition of The 1001 nights.

Joyeux Noël!

808

Machine de guerre pour monstres de pop music en galère,

Grooving gas blowing billions of Billie Holidays in the air.

Elle sillonne les ondes de nos auditions.

Zooming on sensitive zones with a zest of soul.

Elle ferait faire la danse du diable à la plus pieuse des poules.

Alphabet allaité à l’amour , à la larme mélodieuse,

Bumping bodies breaking billboards in Boston,

Subway Sounds sneaking from button to button,

Life like a soundtrack, fast pace in slow motion,

Bitches bouncing on Buju’s beats with Bob breathing on her big breasts,

Dancehall du dimanche dans les dunes de Dominique,

Vos Vices voyants vouvoient vaudous, violence et violons,

Lyrics de podium, de summum et des albums canons.
By Demonsandiosas

This is the end of the Runaway song. I totally understood what he meant.

We spoke in tears. Bravo l'Artiste!

Unleash hell in Ohio.

Caution exotic animals,

Private suicidal zoo with a rifle,

Tigers, lions, wolves and grizzlies without pistols.

49 murders to protect crazy mammals,

And his body unpleased on the ground,

Jungle fever, ambulance, pumas on playground,

War time for no Safari cops who put down God’s creatures like the Africa Korps.
At least, we're safe. 
Really?

link to the article: BBC News.


By Demonsandiosas