Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder   and the flashes of reason   If something must still happen, it shall happen   following the rules of anti-logic   Flee from the ignoble joke of nature,   that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance   Don't burn your energy trying   to stand your anti-you   Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all,   everything can be brought back to a ridiculous   game by the vox of anti-time.   You cannot separate happiness from your life,   as your life is not exempt form tragedy   World is made the contrary of what   the common sense is done   It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum,   that sings hosanna to the ones who kill   and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life,   that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity   of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell   from the disappointment of raw truth.   I am against every stereotype or icons   I yearn an antiseptic space,   impatient and devoid of shame   I know it exists, it is inside me   Sometimes outside me   I've been there with my mind.