She danced that very early day in september

She danced on waves of the sand, she dived in the sea among the dolphins, never looking moore beautiful then this day.

Smiling when she saw at me, at the sea and the waves.

Allmost like it was her last day on earth, cherishing the last moment God had given her.

Cherishing all that she had to be given after all years she had lived.

She danced, flew over the beach that caressed her feets that was all naked.

It allmost felt like a dream to see her run down the sand beach, flowers couldent been more beautiful, nor could the songs from the birds...

There she was, that very early day, there she was so happy and full of life.

Maybe i dreamed this day, maybe i was awake, but please understand that what ever it was... I never wanted to leave...

Never did i want to leave....

... She danced that same day she past away...

Just somebody

In the mystic river, you hiding your guilt..

When you said your so happy you could die, tellin im so right in your company...

In the mystic river you hiding your guilt...

In the end i told you im glad its over, but my guilt was as deep as your river.

You dident have to change that number, or keep it.

Now your just somebody that i use to know...

In the end of the past you described to be so screwed up strange...

It was always something i had done, dont hang up on just somebody you use to know.

Friends collect the diamonds of fear you wear.

Now your just somebody i use to know, still fading like that one.

In the mystic river, you hide your fears and guilt deep down in the colderness.

Telling my self that im so happy i could die, i died that very early sunday morning.

Put roses on my grave and they decomposes as the feelings your friends develoaped for you.

World spins around, just like your thoughts did.

You belive that it was always something i had done, still you couldent been more wrong then you were when you cutted me of.

You dident have to stand so low as my guilt, nor high as my pride.

Now your just somebody i use to know...

That i use to know.....

A claim from mother god and father nature

A child is born in to this world, without clothes without any tools, yet do we even speak our mothers language.

But still, we are so loved, by our fathers and mothers.

We grow up with rules, with promisses, with love and hate.

Somewhere there we learn that we have to take own decissions, take a step back to watch the world we are involved in.

We learn that the game of life is all bout loosing and winning. Some of us see a win as a lost, and a lost as a gain, a winning situation.

When we get old we know what wrong we did before and even that we dont have powers to lift a rock, we do have power to change what we did wrong and teach our children that what we did was wrong.

Sometimes you win sometimes you loose, thats a part of the life we were given, but that dont meen that if we loose once, we always carry our head under our arm.

Fenix the bird was risen once from the ashes, its the same with us, we need to rise from the ashes.

Find a way to deal with the losses and deal with the game we gain in. Dont be reckless with the win you gain, dont be spoiled and think your no good if you loose, admitt thats only life thats trying to teach you how to be strong.

Admitting its failiers is a sign of strength, being true to your self is a sign of respect towards to you. All that dont neacessery meen you love your self.

The important think is not to love your self, its being honest to your self and respecting your own integrity.

Help others, be there for others even if it means to be all that to strangers, God wanted us to help our fellow men on earth, the world will go under if people stop helping each other.

We dont learn to know more people if we dont dare to look the world in the eyes and say: I will be there to people even how badly i will be hurt, i still belive in the goodness god planted on this earth once.

I dont ask for anything then a belife that i exist and are taked seriously.Thats all i claim of this world.

among the valleys and farms, i shall walk my path

I stand on the valleys of scottland, looking out over the fields that god made.

Green soft grass waving to the world as the wind passes by.

Air soft and clear, fills my lungs with passion to the sons that shade blood for every man that stood up for every valley and farm.

I stand here, now on the valley that once were the battle field between the englishman and scottish warriors....

The brittanians and the wales stood for there word.

The king took his right and gave him the virginnity from my wife, he took her life that morning when i was bout to be that man who the King claimed him...

I stand here reminding my self why i still are strong, why i rised from the ashes, it was all becouse i never gave up. i fought for every right the man has, for every right the woman has to have.

i stand one last time here, watching over the valleys and remembering my past...

I will be gone now, far from here far from every fellow that knew me once...

I am gone now, and i turned my way and walked the long path that life and god will give me, where i end up what ever will happen to me, iknow i did it all becouse i was strong....

Snow fell from a hated sky in a cold lonely world

A world without humans.

Time without fast forward or rewind.

Air like a thick slime rinning down the throat and never reaching the stomach...

A world without humans, a perfect world.

My shouting echoes in the air, soundwaves bounces between the fallen buildings and cars empty standing on the roads, theres no one there to answer my shouting.

A world like i want it to be, only me and some breeze from the calm wind that caresses my cheek.

Down below the corps are starting to whisper to me, tempting me to their tea party.

I am listenning, observing with a smile in my mind.

Every step i take echoes in the wind, every breath take sounds like the bell from Big Ben in noon time.

I dont ask for time anymore, becouse the time stands still, even if its dark or sunny.

No more stressing, no more habits of must do things. No more stupid people who never wanted to get the wierd one seriously.

Its a tea party for only me.

Memorys remains calm and alive, from people that existed once.

Let me live, let me die, i no longer care thou i am alone now, in a non existing world below gods paradise.

God, yea God made me and deported me to mother earth so he could forget me slowly but true.

My pockets are as empty as gods love to me. I dare god, i love god, i challenge god.

I bow infront of god feets in respect of him and a knowledge to me that not even god can defeat me if i dont want.

He made me, i created me, people develoaped me. I became one of a kind, i became that reptile in the water that seeks a victime to kill, i became that predator that waited for you to make a mistake so i could hunt you down... I became the one that survived a time where time stood still and god forgot me.

Corps asking me to a tea party, i tell them to wait another year or two, for aslong as iknow, im living la vida loca now, alone in a cold world where only i exist.

I think god can wait another thousend years before he remembers me again.

I am now, i am here, i am nobody still i am somebody.

I survived me, i survived the death of the gods, but i dident survive the teeths of love, it destroyed me.

Now i hate, now i eat the rotten thoughts, now i am a living dead, enjoy it or not i might survive this episode of part 4 in my life.

Snow fell today, i hated it.......

Truth lyes beneith the words of a touch of a poem sentence

A raindrop fell from sky.

Hit the ground, brought new life upon mother earth.

A raindrop called "tear of god" in peoples mouths.

I never dreamed of golden silver and woven silk dreams.

I never asked you to say "thank you".

All i ever wanted was to help.

A help that was forgotten in a forreign land.

Rainbow meets the shadows of the past, creates a dream that only god understands.

My dreams no one understands, not me atleast.

I gave you the hand to eat from, i gave you my heart as a plate.

You never washed the plate after you ate from it.

Now i am the one whos washing the plate after you.

Gods tears fell upon the mother earth, brought back life on the ground shaped in green leafes and brown stick.

He smiled, and human picked it.

The rose died on the kitchen table in a wase one early tuesday morning in the morning sun beems lighted upon it...

Tv showed me a program, bout life, i felt that it was a rerun on my life.

If you ask me bout my life, i tell you straight up in your face on a nice way that you can compeare that with a company that is crashing...

Somehow i enjoy that, somehow i hate it to my guts.

Empathy... What is empathy? I only felt its breeze some times...

Empathy, love, life... Its all holding hands, my hand they relised long time ago.

Im not sad, only bitter and hateful to me my self and i.

Hate.... You cant love someone if you hate him. Hate and love are the same but baptised in diffrent cattles

Thats why you cant hate and love one prototype the same time.

Iknow that becouse i hate my self more then you will ever be aware of, and me love my self? That will never happen.

I never dreamed of anything else then just having a life i can survive thrue, not even that i got.

why the hell dident my mother swallow me 1978?

Gods tears fell upon earth, touched the ground gave new life, but he forgot me..........

Euphoria and a sunshine dream in a dessert island

Its a love song.

A love song for those who belive in love.

Love.... Love, what is love?

Love we create, aswell as destroy.

Feelings we produce in our heart.

If you dont belive, it dont exist?

I keep my self day and night awake, wondering, twisting, turning tasting, that word; LOVE....

It tasted so sweet on my tounge fue months ago, now its a bittersweet symphony in my mouth.

Even the slightest drop in my mouth, cant get that word to water on my tounge...

Am i doomed?

You tell me.

Euphoria they say Love is like, i say im lost in that fucking euphoria.

You want me to be honest? Im empty in my shell.

You want me to lie?

I give you something i cant give you....

Euphoria, she sang that and refeared to how love is best way described in her mind, that Loreen.

Watermelon popped in my head right now. That tastes sweet, on my tounge.

Love, no love dont taste sweet on my tounge, if i belive in that? I dont know...

It feels only as a burden to weare right now.

Maybe am i too heavily drowned in my own misery thoughts, maybe am i going straight against the gates of hell...?

All iknow is that the feeling is not there right now.

Hard to explaine without getting cought, hard to say without getting misunderstood.

If i tell you the dramatic scene in take 3 in my story that could have been a movie if only George Lucas would have known me. If only he would have known me....

He dont know me so i guess im out of signing autographs.

Love... Yeah love love love. I sound like the Beetles now..... "Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away"...

My troubles seemes not far away, they are very near me, very in present with me.

Love and problems walk hand in hand, mine does, my problems killed love and now dragging that shit with him, like hand coughed in its arm to another arm.

Im armed with dangerous words that wants to be aimed straight to a heart and puncture it with a small hole that made it bleed red poisoned blood.

I saw once a lighted portal that i thought was love. Now i know i walked in the dessert island of sand without water for a day, and i felt like i had been walking for weeks.

Euphoria, i think thats a feeling we only heare when it knocks on our door, and when we open the door it is running wild and dissepearing as it came from; Nowhere.

"When love comes knocking on your door, dont be too late to open it" i told that once, i dont know what i was talking bout, i can not agree to what i said back then fue years ago. I must have been in that dessert of island.

Im cold and im freezing, still its bloody warm inside, in this room.

This moment is a dreeam, this moment only exists for now.

Next moment, well that i have to see when it comes, only then can i tell if i still are in that dessert or not.

But for now, i dont belive in anything called: Euphoria or Love.

Wake me up, if you can....