you get yourself into this world
knowing no one will ever be trusted
looking for ways to avoid pain
but unintentionally finding it all over the place
hoping someone will once come to save you
realising that can never happen
because your true savior is within
..right?
of course, but what about the thrill
in living alone there is no pleasure
the connection to others is what challenges
the troubles in growth are what lure
and move us towards a larger space
wherein we can flourish away
to then end up not recognizing ourselves
..right?
what are these circles we run in wildly?
sometimes I wonder what is it all worth?
as if we ever gonna be satisfied
not until life’s over and then many might
reply with: that’s what life is about
learning and growing each step of the way
to then throw it all away
in leaving earth and become forgotten
..right?
I want to leave a legacy
I need to be remembered
I have to get heard and seen and known
if not, I can’t stop living
..ever?
but if so, I won’t have to stop living… ever.
satisfied
Geef mij maar lust..
Geef mij maar lust. Heerlijke nietsontziende, grijpbare, alles-consumerende lust. Gebruik makende van de energie van de liefde, voort bouwende op de energie van de passie. De perfecte combinatie van elementen met als enig doel en oogpunt een volmaakte en complete vervulling van onze meest roerende begeertes en vurigste verlangens.
Lust, zij overheerst en overleeft de liefde, op menig vlak. Wordt nimmer geleid door emoties als angst, verdriet of wanhoop, maar slechts door de voortdurende zoektocht, de voortstuwende ambitie naar geluk, plezier, vreugde en genot.
Lust is de enige echte doeloorzaak voor pure optimisten. De weg naar een beter, prettiger en tevredener leven is nimmer de liefde, welke slechts gevolgd wordt door een spoor van tranen, en vervolgens verdrinkt in de zeeën die daarmee ontstaan, maar liever de lust in al haar glorie. Dus, zodoende en als zodanig, geef mij maar lust.
A modest translation:
I prefer lust. Deliciously ruthless, tangible, all-consuming lust. Making use of the energy of love, building on the energy of passion. The perfect combination of elements with as only purpose and view a flawless and complete fulfillment of our most moving avidity and fiery desires.
Lust, she dominates and survives love, on many levels. Will never be guided by emotions like fear, sorrow or dispair, but solely by the enduring journey, the propellent ambition for happiness, pleasure, joy and bliss.
Lust is the only teleologic cause for pure optimists. The road towards a better, nicer and satisfied life is never love, which is always followed by a trail of tears, and then drowns in seas that are formed thereby, but rather lust in all her glory. So, therefore and as such, I prefer lust.
Truth Beyond Mystery 