Ouço

                                                                                                                         O tom profetico

                                                                                                             

                                                                                                                       Ideía tortuosa

                                                                                                                                     

                                                                                                               

                                                                                                                    

                                                                                                                                 Estado intenso

A dissociação da razão e emoção

Situação que elimina qualquer ilusão

Momento de liberdade decrecrescente

Hora da verdade eis meu amanhcer iluminado

Pressinto a ilusão expota em  magnifico sofa com plumas de promessas cerzidas de egoismo

Basta
Pousarei meus pensamentos em aguas mornas

Vou para rosa branca
Onde o amor me aguarda sem cobrança e sem dor!
Namasite