Virtual Plains – A poem (By N.S).

-The loyal Anonimous asks for a poem. And here it comes...

Pretenders made by pixels,

Fast fingers, hedonism,

Countless eyes fixed on tiny screens,

Like nothing you have ever seen

Shallow opinions, empty brains,

Reunited at the intangible,

Electric, wireless and wild,

Virtual plains.

Flesh becomes pixel,

A strange kind of hell,

That poisons the reason,

A Silicon-Valley prison,

Huxley’s “Soma”,

Addictive enough to bring you happiness,

Or put you in a coma

Slaves of a modern-world,

Mouths replaced by keyboards

No blood runs through their veins,

Locked, lost and forgotten,

At Virtual plains.

Status - Sick, sad'n tired. Looking 4 a better job. I miss my eternal love, Juliana Bernadino (she only fucks with total retards, like any other brazilian broad). Miss the pimpa bros.

Escutando - Another ballsy musical mix...

A new clip/single:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TwZ73a3aI8

A new clip for one amazing version of a David Bowie classic. Rest in power, Lemmy:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J06yQb4lbPk

The inconic Gene Simmons completed 69 years at august 25th. So let's celebrate the date with the greatest band of all, shall we?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agRudLL5zjs