polaris

the one

2008-08-18T17:00:00.000-07:00

you deserve the shine of one single star among the infinite swirling darkness of the universe. and that shine is your own... and you're destined to shine effortlessly and beautifully. and then the universe will be yours, at your feet... surrendered by your light.

this is what you're meant to be for all eternity.

the shine

2008-07-20T14:53:00.001-07:00

you are a star and the universe belongs to you
your shine is the most precious thing it holds
you lovingly rearrange its powers at your will
you are a single stroke of light in a sea of darkness

you look so fragile and cold
so blue and isolated
but you are grand and infinite

you are a star and therefore the universe is yours
you are its king and its master

you look so feeble and weak
so blue and alone
but you are great and endless

your sheer presence is enough for you to give meaning to the meaningless
your shine is the sole thing which gives significance to the insignificant
you do it so effortlessly

the universe has no choice but to surrender
the whole universe revolves around a single stroke of light
one dark giant who has succumbed to a single stroke of light
a big ball of blackness who has fallen for a single stroke of light

the deceiving star

2008-02-28T16:32:00.000-08:00

the cold glow you send to the world is so old

the aging cosmonaut

2007-11-20T15:43:00.000-08:00

somewhere in the ussr there is a cosmonaut
who no longer believes
that we can thrive through the universe

somewhere inside this aging cosmonaut
his once-everlasting beliefs
no longer thrive when he looks at the universe

all he sees is a mass of energy
aimlessly aimed at anything
no point and no direction

all he sees is a cluster of light and dust
planets and stars he no longer trusts
no point and no direction

and the cosmonaut has never ridden his powerful rockets
ever since
and the cosmonaut has kept his hands inside his pockets
ever since

somewhere in the ussr there is a cosmonaut
who is thinking about how his life has been a waste
and thinking about how everything has been a mistake
and about how the skies could be so ordinary and fake

somewhere in the ussr there is a cosmonaut
roaming in the streets desolated and distraught
roaming aimlessly
no point and no direction

strings of the universe

2007-11-18T12:36:00.001-08:00

the background noise of all the scissors cutting it up
the overwhelming travelling lights
the big balls of sun bathing us in blindness

no one saw the dismantling of space

now there are only big clusters of stars
roaming endlessly
now there are only fast beams of light
travelling ceaselessly

from one nowhere to another

the soft background noise of the knives cutting it open
the overwhelmingly fleeting lights
the big balls of sun bathing us in blindness

no one saw the breaking of space

now planets influence no more
constellations don't guide anymore
there is nothing to be appreciated, there is no design

everything has been reduced to small pieces
that fate has blown and scattered
everything is broken and shattered

no one saw the dismantling of space

and now we see it for what it really is
these new arrangements and the revelations it brings
the universe reduced to a bunch of colored strings

and they're being cut one by one

but no one cares about the breaking of space
no one will ever care
it's their flat regular stare
to everyone things remain the same

but to me it's a hard feeling to tame
now i look up and i don't even know my name
and worst of all, i have no one else to blame

no one saw the dismantling of space
but me

charon

2007-11-17T17:18:00.001-08:00

far from the sun
i can't see its light or feel its heat
it has dissipated millions of miles behind us
there are too many jealous planets to feed
the gas giants want it all

and all there is left for us are the scraps
scarce and faint rays of light

among the misery pluto nourishes for itself
among all the solitude pluto feels for itself

there i am

i am the sole body which accompanies this lonely planet
i am the love and devotion which binds us together

i found the one where there only could be one
in this underworld i found the ruler of emptiness
the god of the underworld in his reign of loneliness

we can only survive as one
we can only endure this freezing isolation if
we can embrace each other as one

i am charon and i love the dwellers of the deep
i am charon and i love the bearers of coldness and grief

signalled

2007-11-17T17:01:00.001-08:00

lights and sound and earthquakes
little revolutions
the world spinning willingly
counterclockwise
little revolutions
lights and sounds from the future
reverberated through
signalling
little revolutions
there are light and sounds and little earthquakes

pieces of land floating around wind and mist
little pieces of gods
little peace of gods
little revolution going willingly
counterclockwise
do you behold this world future woos?
do you see beauty in all of it too?

it has been signalled
it is pure nothingness
desguised as just simple incompleteness

lights and sound and earthquakes
little revolutions
water swirling in itself endlessly
on a hunger strike for a million years
soaking wet drowning on its own tears
it wants to swallow it all

it has been signalled
stars fading and dropping like flies
the whole sky wants to and it dies
eventful shit disguised as stellar showers
fateful shit desguised and the god's unrequited show of powers

lights and sounds and earthquakes
do you behol this world future sells?
do you see beauty in it as well?

there has to be

2007-11-17T05:10:00.001-08:00

among all these stars, constellations and abandoned satellites
among all these planets, galaxies and burnt suns that no longer ignite
there has to be something which i could've seen before
there has to be something more

i will die and then i'll never have found
something as deep and profound
as this universe promises me

older disappointments

2007-11-17T05:06:00.001-08:00

when they knew the stars wouldn't guide them anywhere
when they found out these comets would not grant them their wishes
when they discovered the planets weren't dancing

and then there was gravity
and then came lovely gravity

the skies have stopped talking
their disobedience will never take its toll
now the stars have fallen into a complete silence
the sun hasn't bestowed
neither its benevolence nor violence

the more they feel alive
the more everything else dies
the more they grasp, the more they grow
the more the universe loses its beauty

the more the gods look dumb, deniable and defiable

and then hit gravity
and then it hit
lovely gravity

their scapegoat has vanished
but they don't feel lost
it seems their life goes on, though not the same
they haven't felt it had a cost
but now they don't have anything else to blame

their scapegoat has vanished
now they only have each other to blemish

the firmament no longer houses the fundamental
their downplay will never be paid back
but they do have to face their ultimate decay
the sun will never give back
their spark

and the there is lovely gravity
they understated the gods
but remaind small and lowly
surrounded by their certainty

and they will have no idea
until it becomes an old disappointment

air

2007-11-17T05:03:00.000-08:00

tell me please so i can be free
i can't put myself to rest
i really wanna know
i don't see it as a test
i'm already losing my glow

nothing is really in place
so please tell me so i can be free
what is worth in space?

please unveil so i can let myself slip
i can't put myself to sleep
i've put it in too deep
so now i really have to see
i've already lost all my glee

i wanna fall in love for this bottomless dark sea
so please tell me so i can be free

everything's fallen from grace
what is worth in space?

i want you to give it to me
i want you to let the truth in
i am the child who's afraid of the dark
i am the sinner who is afraid to die
i am the sinner who fears to die in sin

everything is out of pace
what is worth in space?

you are so grand and so high
you give me just a little sigh

and say i should just fill my lungs

i breathe and then air overwhelms me
i look at all the vastness of emptiness
i feel the darkness warming up and calling me
i see myself as if fueled by readiness

so i restrain myself from exhaling
and as i jump i see the final unveiling
maybe you were just meant to confort my ailing
or maybe you knew it all along
you were lying
you were wrong

faithful

2007-11-17T04:59:00.000-08:00

today my eyelids are glued together
whoever said it is scary and wrong is absolutely right
but it feels so safe, so sure and so right
to die and have atoned all these lies
and loosened these suffocating tethers

i have always been faithful to my guiding star
i have always been faithful to the deathstar

it beautifully glows as it fades
it drags it all away
wrapping it all around
in a cool shade of gray

and that's where i'm gonna go
that is where i'll move on
and there i'll finally know
and lie and be forgotten in oblivion

among carthage and the giants i'll find my place
among the treasures of my deathstar

today my lips are glued together
whoever said it is osbcure and sick is absolutely correct
but it feels so safe, so right and perfect
to be swallowed and have allayed all these fears
and dried all these drowning tears

i have always been loyal to my guiding star
i have always been faithful to the deathstar

and that's where i'm gonna stay

it beautifully destroys as it explodes
it gets me through
it wraps all around
in a cold shade of blue

under this beautiful cold shade of blue
the treasures of my deathstar spark

it beautifully explodes as it ends
i won't be back
it has wrapped me all around
in a solid shade of black

laika's return

2007-11-17T04:55:00.000-08:00

the underdogs are sent to outerspace
to orbit around and float around
as if we were given some sense of purpose or place

the underdogs are shot across the universe
to wander around and fly around
as if we did not know the circumstances were adverse

and we converse in the waiting room
and we sing and verse
about what is ahead of us

and one by one we are fed to the stars
and everyday they wanna send us a little too far
and we burn and we burn and we become dust
because in science they trust

the underdogs are supernovas in the skies
we shine so bright
then our light dies

we become what we have always been
we become what we've always been told
we are the sons of laika
we are the whoresons of this world

we join laika in her mysery and glory
we become a part of an old stupid story
people don't get sick of telling

they only wanna know about science
to them everything down there is pure silence
they can't hear all the yelling

we go up and we turn out to be the supernovas in the skies
we shine so warm and bright
until our light dies

and as our bodies burn
our ashes are gathered for laika's return

less is more

2007-11-16T17:14:00.000-08:00

the love we share for the absence of things.
the love we feel when there is an obvious lack of something.
the love we get from the bare beauty of nothing.

it's everything