REBEL – CHAPTER VI – COURAGE – ENGLISH - RAFAEL LUDICANTI
1.
The lucky star has
its own horizon.
It displaces
time and replaces
the value
of a fact.
It makes a miracle
a primitive act of heresy.
2.
Shyness consists
mainly of
being
ashamed
of one's
own
shyness.
Interestingly,
the cure for
shyness
is not being shy.
As insomnia is sleep.
3.
Imagine a perpendicular
ocean and now
think that
this is
real.
The battery-operated
radio was the
only way out
of the solitude
of the farm
before electricity,
I remember.
The stars dotted
the sky with their
fixed eternity.
4.
I held her in the air.
Civilization
just isn't more
interesting
for every
conceivable
reason.
A pistachio seed
is more stylish
than money.
5.
We sail to the seas
of suffocation,
guided by
the winds
of trauma.
No! You go!
I'm not going anywhere!
And I will do it now!
6.
I am the chemistry
of freed desire.
I'm like the real bosses,
the ones who
don't give
commands.
My sadness is authentic.
The price of destiny is to live it.
7.
The appeal of youth
about my
Theogony
is greater than
my will to live.
Even at my 20s
I was so much larger
than life that
my imagination
stagnated me
within the confines
of eternity.
8.
I need money
to buy drugs
and my work
is not worth
a penny.
Now they refuse
my job
so I can't
use drugs.
But I don't want
or need your charity.
I am not part
of any hypocrisy.
Pay me
just because
I'm better than you.
9.
Everything was
better
with you
until the worst
moments arrived.
You were my life
and I gave it all up
because I wanted to.
This I will never regret.
You didn't make me
lose everything.
Losing you
was losing everything.
10.
We set fire to the night
as everyone
dreams
to do.
But rebel love
is not a gift
for those who
love
without
courage.
11.
I'm not going
anywhere
I need you
because
leaving alone is
no longer my most
beautiful dream,
just the most
sincere.
You're the only
nightmare I still
dream about.
12.
The transmutation of hatred
into joy
through
music
in the state of solitude
could have
rewritten our history.
13.
The wavy hair
after sex
is more beautiful
than the attitudes
of honor.
Under the tender
light of vanity,
the discovery
of rebirth
touches
what was
previously empty.
14.
Music has the power
to turn moments
into memories
and memories
into
moments.
The unstoppable passage
of the phases of life
in belonging
and permanence.
15.
Being productive is
a waste of time.
The tangled webs
of stupor
and unequal
flows
converged
on the equinox
delta of looks,
that is,
that authentic
exchange of emotion
between one look
and another.
16.
Slowly
we emerged
from a swamp
between
fingers
stamped
on our glorious
sun-bleached
cheeks.
17.
"Did you hear
about what
happened?"
"How are we
going to deal
with so many
things?"
"You know nothing."
18.
An exchange
of glances.
An energy
exchange.
A paradise between
two ideas.
Yesterday I dreamed
that today
I would
remember the
dream I forgot.
19.
Things bring with
them the
repetition of
what reinaugurates
their beginning.
The alternatives
blindly confront
our being.
The amazing thing
about hurting people
is the use of
techniques.
20.
He had a habit of
getting away
with casualties,
perhaps because
nothing really
happened
in his life of
apathy and
abandoned
pupils.
All the strength
of his character
was bent on
surviving
his incurable
loneliness.
21.
I am sensitive to
the anguish
of the cello player
when he hears
the note
he has played
out of tune.
Anticipating a move
gives us
the self-confidence
needed
to make
the mistake.
The ovaries say so.
22.
I saw vanity burn
under the rain
and I was
able to understand
the mechanism of
revenge that
pushes passions
to the edges
of contempt
and respect
for the wet ashes
crackling in the light of hope.
23.
Everything was so calm.
It was inadmissible.
A glimmer of peace
is not better than
no peace at all.
Peace has to be totalitarian.
I want to know
that joy will not pass,
that peace increases with time,
that my friends will
remain the same
at the end of old age.
24.
I want you tigress
you are more than a cat
crazy wild feline
skittish girl
pure affection
behind the warnings
of hate and fearlessness.
Women like you
make dying more exciting.
25.
Returning to the crime
scene is the
ultimate
thrill.
The risk of capture
reassures the
monotony of the affliction.
Evil exalts human
strength, gives fluidity
to thought,
makes our race
worthy of extinction.
26.
The secrets that
an opinion reveals
come from
the unconscious.
Each opinion
produces its
own facts.
Every claim of character,
its values.
There is always
something simulated
about real orgasms.
27.
I enjoy talking with
anonymous night
owls mutually
exposed to the
mysticism of unbelief
and violence.
Emotion shines
in the look
of permanent vígil
and the silence
of the night
makes the smallest
of whispers flow.
28.
The return to origins
is Evolution
according to wisdom.
A night of abandonment
teaches us
that being at the
forefront
is like being
in the middle of a
crowd without people.
A leader by instinct has no friends.
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