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A Pleasant Statement to Art
Based on the film “Clockwork Orange”
( Carlos Machado )
For I have never done the outrage
I’ve never seen the colour
I’ve never swallowed the song
This is just my pleasant statement of art!
Turn on the Ode
Put on the hat
Take in the hand
End the white
The struggling part of me dwells in here
It awaits to go, it awaits to go
The spoilage done awakes my slight tranquility
It’s always near by to harm them.
The melancholy sleeps aside the smell
Stab the ordinary see-through breath
Drink the liquor of this never-ending hours
Stains the human, be with the non-hearts.
I booze the cup of a terminating apathetic world
Dance, my friend, alone in water.
There is no time to dry the sweat, the sweat of all.
Behave the risk of becoming another,
fake, a fake to the scene.
The melancholy sleeps aside the smell
Dry me the last succumbing drop.
Turn on the Ode
Put on the hat
Take in the hand
End the white
Remorse? I Feel it no longer
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Biomechanical Semialogic
03:57
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Biomechanical Semialogic
Based on Ginger’s art
( Athos Maia/ Carlos Machado )
Abridge landscapes in horror and beauty environment.
Each trace filled with vanity between dizziness and chance.
Flesh petals embrace guillotines and sperm,
Streaming Necro – circuits through Chur shafts.
Fatigued sex loaded in bitten ogives .
Inter-uterine nymphs printing Biochemical SoulJourney,
Allure pathogens incited in Genetical Torture.
They suffer, memorizing nervous ending saturated of ecstasy.
I Kidnap Crowley in distilled dreams in vinyl – acrylic.
And I find residues of placenta and cortex over the opaque portrait.
Synapses communicates layers of pulsation and mimeses,
Straightening the sinuous look greeting the delirious and fable
16 mm lenses mirror masks of laminated smell.
Tunnel Passages raise niter vaginas – calcifying.
Trajectories of sublimated effects disclose all the frame,
Cauterizing what left from me, into a phobia spectrum.
alogic
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Declined Sameness
02:50
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Declined Sameness
( Carlos Machado )
Decline the austere and static nondescript man.
Fragment them on pieces of illegible trails.
Embrace him the morsel counterpane:
The retail that throws you from the hard saddle.
It is never from the empty none
You stand for an ending relieve.
Breath the ingeniousness and hold the instinct,
For the whole is tangible into remounted parts.
Dance with a swaying encountered motion.
Sever the sheaves from the disgraced ones
Benumbing them on your own cloth.
Become, to that, essence of difference.
Where is the condition of being the very same?
I see the pallid sameness no longer.
Provide me the moment then I sparkle.
Swallow me the words then I sing.
Denote me the inalterated then I leave.
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Sympathetic Slumber
03:49
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Sympathetic Slumber
Based on the film “Apocalypse Now”
( Carlos Machado/Athos Maia )
Unbearable, above the tasteless enchantment of fiction,
I stay on an incautious state while hatred blames my awe.
Locked up the whispered glance from the moon,
I stare contemptness, on your countenance, weakling dead hours into thorns.
A soft silence strings pleasure in grief!
Are those traces from the gone ones?
Is it the breathless dried weep?
Only remembrances from a cynic fool, wandering with the stars.
All around is fragmented into a bright coral of motions.
I feel the unending affliction in nonsense,
Your slight smile is warm and welcoming.
Coward, I respire the sweet dizziness from your nonfaced reflection.
I claim decease like condemning life!
There is nothing like your rough and saltiness kiss.
It makes spiral hazes and isolation smolder.
It treats courteously my own absence, suffocating my ruin.
Obstinated by uncertainty of all I feel,
Trying to define what is right or wrong around me,
I stand up an empty and colorless lament,
Against the torn beauty in my sympathetic slumber.
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Handicapped Beauty
03:28
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Handicapped Beauty
Based on Cronemberg’s film “Crash”
( Carlos Machado )
The abstract impact causes you nauseous
Transients, strolling to a never-ending city,
In which fog and red give its call,
Accept the offering of being unique.
Unbox the freak collection from your room.
Circle the wheels of your belief.
Hold the wife and close her to the others,
Then raise at the skeptical.
Instinct of pleasure, in a housing set,
Licks the scar from the beauty of a handicapped .
Join, dear, to the unconditional state of an outrageous meeting.
Be part of what you call: ugliness!
Electric senses lead you to a conscious crash:
Slow the carcass and laugh at the terrified,
Cheer the tongue to the tangible skins
And cum the relieve among the pieces.
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On a Besoin le Bruit
03:43
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On a Besoin le bruit
Based on Nietzsche’s idea about music
( Leonardo Campoy/Carlos Machado )
My spirit has always been lead by the sound.
The most subtle sounding harmony locked me up
And released myself in salt drops.
But, all of a sudden,
My senses ceased
I was sent to the weeping silence
Not even the summer breeze sounds in my flesh.
Remambrances...
The music lied on me
I hear it from the past,
Note by note, melody is a narrative.
Sewing a song
When images, smelling and touch break it.
All, but the sound, is heard by me now.
Paradox of necessity
Makes in me a mechanism of swalling from life
What is lucid.
The mouth image during the act of yelling,
The noiseless touch on the skin,
The taste of Sunday
Rape in me an unbreakable conotation of a thin drama,
Do major tragedy,
Sharp novels.
I am not unprotected!
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Prolific Logic
03:16
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Prolific Logic
Based on “Blade Runner”
( Carlos Machado/Athos Maia )
Chemist Concrete instigates turbid light in warmth.
Synthetic Eyes abridge remittance and fault.
Nothing that a Blade Runner wants to resent,
Only furnished emotion turned into logic.
Narcosymbiosis hide the dissimulated sense of the present time.
Plastic memories reveal the oniric absurd from the underdone.
Is it the numbed anguish in red?
Or just the despise, shutting, loudly, in replicant hearts...
The left chaser glances his aim,
Feeling, in his breath, the bitter taste of liquid Neon.
Acid drops claim mercy to reach its end,
Coward truth raping life in low love projectiles.
Forgive the caught poison on the lips of a Nexus 6.
It makes it diluting the time into unprolific seconds.
Preserve, in the flesh, the smell of dread,
Keeping, in secret, the sureness you do not own.
By himself and tired, thinking of all he has seen and done,
He conceives, to his cruelty, the forgiveness he did not have.
At last, procrastinating, he rests with Electric Sheep!
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Subtle Lying
03:46
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Subtle Lying
Based on Oscar Wilde’s “The Decaying of Lying”
( Carlos Machado )
Act someone being several.
But not in life:
It hides what you call our own blast:
Only the shallows know,
By heart,
The words for the same unhealthy song.
Strike me, indeed, with your art,
The art of lying your decay.
It proves what one can be.
Oh, tasting me the subtle decadence of both:
Style and appearance.
Who wants to be consistent
In such a failed world?
The commonplace of a detestable semblance
Dislodges the direction of untuning notes
Played by the daring ones, the daring ones.
Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life!
( Oscar Wilde )
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Hertogenbosch – numbing conscious
Based on the art of Bosch
( Carlos Machado )
Numbing images swallow eyes of nonsense
Unbelievably stuck on break-through cells.
Chaotic structures of a perfect organization,
Dance, untying the whole, above perspective.
Passengers, take a seat to this new epoque
See the river going down, straight to upstairs,
See the existence invented by itself,
The already-made done into a crippled beauty.
Disbelief of tortuous epigenesis,
Profoundly surreal, engines the reality revisited
Taken life by some dizzying drops of paint:
Eccentric move of the ships of fool.
Grab the pleasure and put on the scenario,
Detach the weirdness from your low wall,
Celebrate the anxiety of the unique
And become the discoverer of the unconscious.
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Teomania
05:39
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Teomania
Based on Katsuhiro Otomo’s Akira
( Athos Maia/Carlos Machado )
Ruby-red pupils expand in quickened twirling.
Inebriated clowns smile empty pride and resource.
Neo – rebuilt Tokyo coagulates in wild apathy,
Slandering emotions and nausea against its nankeen heart.
Individualize the children, hurting numbers in your hand.
Numb your lives with miasma and lithium pills.
Teomania is the alibi of a new science.
It might magnetize summers of atoms and dialectic.
Retract the order of chaos manipulating the faith of men.
Create a disgraced and starving empire,
Awakening Akira to sculpt DNA sequels.
In your name, I discolor the moon furrowing despised pearls.
I assume the exile penitence.
Telekinesis and corpse debilitate old friendships.
My hungry absorbing the void around me,
Let to Sol, nothing but, saturate my noncontrol.
I greet Kaneda when contemplating my childhood,
Sustaining all the grief I motivated.
I leave to Over-River together with hope,
Renouncing to the world spectrum of what we were.
Evolution...
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Descrítica Patológica de um Asceta Moribundo
Cubos de sódio comprimem medusas em mosaicos de convulsão binária.
O hálito.
O couro.
O olhar desdenhoso da Hidra.
Ela e seu escárnio.
Enalteço o ranço côncavo de minha embriaguez.
A sutileza ordinária da retórica.
Gatilhos de urina em vasos sanguíneos de estanho e ópio.
Homens tragédia sonhando fábulas de autópsia.
Meu mundo, meu escárnio.
Sob meus pés, um desfile de fetos mutilados.
Cada qual devorando as entranhas do outro.
Entre suas carnes flui uma prece de obscena monotonia.
Cortejam palavras de estupro e fé.
Esperando em vão, equações venéreas em aquarelas de êxtase e dor.
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sadtheory Curitiba, Brazil
Death Metal from Curitiba, Brazil
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