In Angola they feel prisoners political accused of any crime. They say that it is a democratic regime that it is in the middle of the joy of their functions. The democratic potencies close the eyes and they point that it is like this that it is good, that it is like this that it is made the stability in Africa. Here is the income of the terrorism of which Europe is not gotten to loosen. Who supports the corruption and their dictatorships, in the bottom it is also terrorist without the knowledge.

sábado, 7 de novembro de 2009

The Epic poem of the Darkness (57). First the business, later the love.


When the hunger presses, the wolves get off the mountains. The humans affirm categorically that they are animal very dangerous that should be depressed. Efforts are mobilized, the wild animals are famished, they defend for us to survive, the humans also. These humans destroyed the place where the wolves lived and they ate. What difference does have between the wolves and the humans? Only one: the wolves lived peacefully before the humans to arrive. Will there be more dangerous wild animal than the human being? No, no there is!
Which is the species that deserves to be extinguished? "The biped ones! ". Which?!

Those that take oath when the ring is put them in the finger that:
And after the marriage, of the love promises for a lifetime to her lover, they will exercise their weapons in the poor and defenceless animals for us to prove his virility. For us to offer the trophies of hunt of the inglorious unhappiness. On that day pomp’s and villages are thrown. One nobler horseman was built. The Horsemen of the Temple rejoice. One more statue will be erected. The best, which more killed, which more hunger and suffering provoked… it receives as prize a statue and a foundation. During a thousand years or plus, their followers will proclaim that he invented the love. Blood will be spilled, a thousand times unrestricted. All will lift their swords to the air and before oath they will say: this vein of the skies, and forever it will be blessed.

Of the stones that remain of the Earth a gigantic sword it will appear, as enormous as the Universe, all to they will see. And they will say: that great laser beam got to become distracted. It is suddenly, after the great sword that arose in the Universe, she goes down on the Earth and he gets hurt in the great Ocean. The Earth splits, she opens up in two and the end begins. Everything that human being is dragged, healthy billions of bodies swallowed for the abyss. The end of the human species, end of the Creation.

Thunders appear in the sky. Psalms are sung. Spaceships, the such flying saucers, fly over what remains of the Earth. The ones that were always called of God, finally they accomplish the prophecies. They went down, and here they are, here they arrived. They come of invisible garments that the one that the humans implore, dresses as the snow. There is a lot that they were among us, but blind as we are, never the we noticed. What for? Because if we were just satisfied in cursing, to do badly! And they were there… always disguised in the snow.

And us, in the eternal superiority of the elect race… we received the divine order, of exterminating everything to be within our reach. It is been more no we exterminated, was because we didn't get, because we were already full. But there was always somebody that didn't get tired… those tireless ones that they received the last instructions. Some scanty ones or she wasteful coins were enough, and there it went the little that it remained of the biology.

Some species insisted on resisting to the extinction, as those crazy poor that still insisted on believing in the love. They insisted on the call of attention, being immolated like Romeo and Juliet. Of anything it served them, because it was one more episode of the human tragicomedy. The humans got tired of the love.

Unless if it won with that… that of that to win money with some report of TV in direct. The business was more important. Of here the humans dug a famous maxim: first the business, later the love. They got dressed, and later they undressed when they invented to lingerie. They proved that without this is not possible to do love. The fetishes are necessary, to wake up the animal instinct. In the jungles of the castles of the human walls, an animal peeps us in each battlement. Day and night the arrows are thrown at random. The oppressors protect her, the malefactors live in his shadow, the hungry persons live of the arrows. But oh of the ones that they escape from the arrows, because the certain arrows of Ulysses are always to the wait.

Image: Angola em fotos

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