NoTimeInPresent

Silent dream in a silent world. Noisy stream and striking sword. Is this silence? Will you really stay? Is this peace? Won't you run away?

Midnight is coming. Heaven is dying. Confused. Alone. In dark. Can they help to save our heaven? Quick. Calm. Strong. Was the one, who could. But he died.

-Hi,tell me,what's your name? +I've gone to dark. -Hi,tell me, what about your day? +My day,my night… -Hi,do you feel the same? +The Darkness came. -Hey,what shall we do? +We should stay. -Stay? Won't we run away? +There's no where. +No where to run today. +Stay. Here we fight! -I have no gun, no weapon! +No matter. -I miss my sword, my bow! +Do you think? -Yes. We should go away. +Go and win? -Yes. Just win. +No. Here we fight. THE DARKNESS CAME +Yes.We should run away. -Yes.We've lost the game. +But I couldn't run away.   +Every day we cannot win…

The time is coming, and I'm just thinking About the feelings which were coming today,every morning.. You are feeling happy. You are really happy. Really,the game goes on. Happy,…you've gone insane… Now,…you've  won the game… I'll take the game. I'm not insane! I'll throw the game away! Will it save me? Will it save you?! Hell,will it save you?!!

My thoughts are walking in my head. Walking? They are running…. „straight!"..  I cannot understand. „Now,please turn on the left…" Hell,why I cannot understand? Is it really? Is it true? Isn't it a dream? It must be What??!  Oh my God..   Do you believe    In Me?

I feel that pain… Like if someone deals a stroke into my heart, into my veins. Someone hurts me. That pain..I bleed… To hell it takes me. Who did it? You? He? I lost the pain nothing hurts me now. I don't feel anything more. My heart stops beating. My heart can just now understand the truth.

I saw a blue sun on a red sky, floating above the head, which is mine. Flying under that red sky I saw a beautiful butterfly. I could catch sights of many people's minds. And Mother Earth could give me everything that made me free. I was free for a long time and could see wonderful days. All the nature was bewitching me until I was jailed. I was and still I am kept in a prison which is made from a modern concrete crag. I can only ask myself: „Am I dead?" A few years later I could get out just to walk around a port. I could see all those buildings and lost my last positive meanings. Than I saw a very pretty fox and n

I žil byl kdysi jeden malý ptáček, jehož jméno bylo Biedro. Byl krásný, překrásný. Jediná chyba byla v tom, že vypadal jinak než jeho bratříčkové a sestřičky. Oni byli všichni tak zářivě zlatí! Biedro také vyzařoval určitý zlatavý odstín, ale část jeho křídel pokrývalo černé peří. Když byl mladý, byl kvůli tomu velmi smutný, ale později si začal vážit sám sebe. Až moc. Začal se ostatním