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morning bells 2 - geographical consciousness

Hello, I am a savage at the time of armed peace.
Nasco today on a normal day, I have a past or a memory. I live now in distant lands: far from the real world, far from the places where important things happen, far from the realization of my dreams and my abilities.
think and act slowly because I do not need to hurry, I have nothing to do, nothing to produce. Everyone around me slowly or live shots, involuntarily. We are wild born without a past in the ancient world, including the projections of a future world.
slow and sometimes jerky we amassed at the borders between our ancient world and you and your look, while the bombs fell among us, the mines explode, spreading epidemics.
born and die today. Yesterday I do not know if I was alive, I did not aware of my past that has no value or purpose, because it can not cross borders, can not live in the world that is coming from you.
have a wild time of armed peace: my dreams are not important, my life is not important. I'll be a soldier, I will make war for your peace will survive or die, it does not matter, because tomorrow I will have forgotten the day and now I do not know if it's already a past forgotten.
have a wild time of armed peace and the dream life.
Good morning to you all.

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morning bells 1 - cultural awareness

Hello, I am a savage at the time of armed peace.
Nasco today on a normal day, I have a past or a memory. They assembled a clay, plastic and metal. I am a human being and as such I feel I know the war and terror through all the words. Words that say, "we fight ourselves and raped our past, we force the present and transfigure the future. We fear the proceedings and violently attacked him, we do not suppress the feelings of guilt and we heap on our victims. The war is in us and with it the fear and hatred.
There is no escape, no relief or peace. War is everywhere and often runs the blood, feels the pain and tears. "
have a wild time of armed peace, who was born today and I feel torn flesh and listening to the screams and moans rise.
I do not feel pain and I'm not afraid. I am a creature of man and man can destroy. I feel sorry for my very nature, however, and relieve pain using synthetic drugs.
are intoxicated by dissociating drugs that lead me out of me, the illusion of being human.
escape me for not noticing the plastic melt on contact with hatred, not to see the acid will corrode the metal and the burr of the dogs to dissolve clay. Thanks
drug do not feel all that and more I convince myself of anger, pain and being a man.
am a puppet of clay, plastic and metal, who was born today and drugged.
have a wild time of technology and armed peace and dream of dying.
Good morning to you all.