lunes, 16 de junio de 2008

concord


How is up there?
Are they happier?
How would be love without
The currents grazing?
Would it be easier to smile
In the middle of wind?

I wish being up there at least one day

and discover how living between flowers and air is.



How is down there?
Would they live more peacefully than here?
Is it more special the touch of scales?
I am sure they only enjoy the thousands fishes colours.
It would be great remaining below

and finding peace and silence under the big ocean.

jueves, 12 de junio de 2008


"Be guided by inuition, by desire, that is the healthiest thing you have"

martes, 10 de junio de 2008

INTERVIEW

The following, is an interview that www.nenelove.blogspot.com has done, to a person living under the sign of Nene love.

What have you been told about living Nene love style?
I don’t care what everybody else say, what I do is not their concern, they don’t get it, ‘till the release themselves, they wont understand, they live in a shell and everything in the outside and unknown is wrong; I am not interested in they to understand, while I do not affect others I am going to do what I want

My friends have told me: “You should change” they said so because they love me, they say if I don’t change I m going to finish in the crap, they don’t understand either and I respect them. Now they are more used and say nothing at all: I love them because even when they don’t agree in the way I live and what I do, they support me and respect my space and time. If I finish in the crap OK! if that’s the price for satisfaction, for fullness living, for being myself and enjoy the world I take it; I do not think in the future, as the present in overwhelming, it wraps me, it calls me, I give myself to life and I trust to the pleasure itself to save me, I am it’s son, I live for pleasure, I wake up and sleep feeling it, is my father, my God, my virgin, that’s why I want to live from it, become old and vibrate ‘till the very end, I want to go in ecstasy as I came here.

Are you afraid to die?
Never, die for my is another step only. I am afraid of not to live, I am afraid of not being happy, afraid of doing something I do not want to, I am afraid of not findig my destiny;
I think when the moment of dying comes; there must be a certain delight in the soul, as when you cross the goal in a race, getting the first place or not.

Have you had encounters with police?
They all are ass, corrupted, I wish there were not police at all, I avoid them, and they are like serpents poisoning everything they can. In this country, thief who steals a thief has the permission of the jurisdiction, go to the streets and look at them, observe them, ask to people and they will all agree.

And… society?
There are people who live locked, oppressed, shamed about themselves, and that’s the reason we have lunatics, suicidal persons etc. It is their fault, so much pressure and suddenly all explode and people go and make crazy things, go to the tube and stab 17 people. Why are you so afraid? Society have done this, they have become instinct, joy and freedom into a sin.

Have any religion?
“Religion is the opium of the masses” Charles Marx, everything religion touches gets confused, it’s the excellent domination weapon. If there are people who can go away from it, go away, I was a victim and I ran away. Is that the reason everything forbidden attracts me?

What about love?
Love is in every one of us and everywhere.

Have you ever thought about establishing with some one?
Sure! Lot’s of times, it is like a dream to me, I am very hopeful, the world is going to give me the chance to generously share myself with someone else, and if not, I have the whole world to give love.

Have you ever thought on changing your life style?
Why? This is what I love the most in this life, this is what I want to do, what fills me and makes me happy, if I find something better I perhaps change it, but just leave it because the rest of the people think is wrong, no I wont, it’s a plus.

Do you think your health is in risk?
So far I have managed it very well, I have had some setbacks, I have to be honest, but I have learn from it, I truly hope not to do the same mistakes I have done. I feel very good.
Everything has risks, going to the streets, get on a plane, drink coca cola zero, etc. if I live thinking in all the risks, I would miss enjoy the world. I would better live in an eternal sleep, and even then, there are risks, I could drown with my own saliva. See? There are risks everywhere, there has to be learnt to take them with prudence and intelligence.

Are you intelligent?
I am not.

Have you ever thought: “I have gone too far”?
Who settles the limits? Who says where is too far? Only me.

A final comment?
Live and let live, respect, experiment and enjoy it, Love is the greatest gift God has given to us. Guys open and share yourselves with the world, be happy and give love.

The picture above is taken from Saulo Piñeyro's gallery, any of the people pictured is the interviewed, however it shows pretty well the image of a Nene lover.







miércoles, 4 de junio de 2008

MABANEKOU OUTSIDE

It is early morning, the sun just born in the west behind the hills, with shiny blue colouring the sky, leaving at the back, the nocturnal black.

Shattered by weariness Mabanekou woke up, closed his eyes praying for the night could last longer, and then, into to deeply sleeping again, he fell.

Sunlight’s golden rays were all over Mabanekou’s room, making it all bright; he felt rare and opened his eyes, he felt light as done of some gas, as if he formed part of the air. Something got his attention to the mirror close to him, oscillating and ethereal, he was attracted by the mirror, and behind, like a shape in a window, there was a black haired woman, sand skin colour, she was staring intensely at Mabanekou, he didn’t feel his legs, he was feeling like smoke; like a spirit; he was face to face to that unknown woman; he felt abruptly sucked in by an air current to inside the mirror, he grabbed himself of the frame, his gaseous form was hard to control, his head was absorbed; he felt lots of air and closed his eyes, he opened them again when the steam decreased: everything was grey, slowly the figure of his room was drowned, Mabanekou was out of his physical form watching himself through the mirror like a spirit spying behind the window.

Mabanekou was surprised, he took his head out from the mirror as he breathed out, as a leaf on the wind he fell over his physical container, he took a look to his legs and was admired when he saw four legs instead of two, he turned to see who was under him, he realized it was himself, he was out of his body, feeling like a gas, being an spirit. Mabanekou breathed in deeply and lifted himself to the sealing, he was watching his room all lightened by the morning sun; he breathed out deeply and went suddenly out through the window, floating like a cloud, he could not believe what he was watching, he was floating, going higher to the sky.

Sublime, overwhelmed, it was the first time Mabanekou felt so, he left his body to become gas, air and fly over houses, he was not thinking, his spirit delighted because of the magnificent union he felt with the sky, with the world and nature.

From above, Mabanekou could see the houses; he was amazed as nobody could see him, but he could see the whole town, there was something that praised him. There were people on the windows, looking inside the houses, people on the sealing; he immediately realized that those people are the spirits living with us but we can not see, probably feel, probably hear, but almost never see, there were lots of them. Mabanekou understood their presence among us, in other frequency but in the same line; there were women, men, old people, children and mothers with their babies, lots of people in his window when he turned to see his house; “they probably found out now; that body sleeping is just a sack of bones and blood” he thought.

Impel himself to far places Mabanekou wanted to, so far ‘till he could not see the sunshine, he wanted to go where his teacher and friend is; he felt something in his hands that stopped him when he tried to go: electricity inside his fingers and a green light coming out of them, he did not know what it was, but it felt good, he knew that green light full of energy was special. While he was looking at his hands a strong air current pushed him to his room, even when he fought to stay, he vanished from the sky and fell on his material form

When he fitted on his slept body, he inhale deeply and opened his eyes, looked a the window and at the mirror, got up rapidly and tried to stick his head inside the mirror, as he did earlier, he hit his head with the mirror and realized it was impossible, he was completely back inside himself.

Mabanekou set down closed his eyes, and recalling what he just experienced, prayed to Father/mother/God to answer his questions “what do I have in my hands?” “Why are these people always watching me?” “What should I do?”

He stayed in silence for a while, waiting for the night to be able to sleep and could fly, and maybe, upon the sky, find his path.


jueves, 22 de mayo de 2008

The last man


There was the last man, very close to heaven; he didn’t know he was the first.
He climbed the mountain after days struggling with wind, rain and pressure, they where only a reflection of the battle of that man’s inside. “The hardest thing was to take a decision” – he thought while he was at the top – I realize I have nothing to lose as I have nothing indeed, I‘ve never had. Love was gone when my father died; gone since my friends took their way looking for passion.

I stayed, I was confused, and didn’t know what to do, I felt so lonesome among people, and the uncertainty’s future scared me. I wanted to follow society’s rules: work, have things, have children, have even more things, then have a bit more things and finally have a peaceful death; however I was never satisfied, I’ve never desire it, I searched for love and found lies, unfaithfulness and hypocrisy. How could I base my life on that falseness? That’s why I came here, the highest point in the earth to talk to you God, I want answers as my questions are blowing in my chest and ignorance hurts. Here, where no one can see us, talk to me Father, I’m the smaller of your sons and the most eager, let me hear you, talk about me and tell me what to do, I don’t trust in myself, my life and my heart I give to you, I’m lost and out of place, help me to understand your mysterious ways. Take a look at me God, I’ve fought against the elements to get here, I’m more scared at your silence than a white death in the snow. What should I do? How do I give love when everyone is blocking me? I’m not any different to a dog or at the bird, not different from the river or the tree; but still don’t know how to follow my destiny; the bird sings and flies over the sky and that’s its mission; the river goes smooth and sometimes violent to get to the sea, and that’s its mission; Father: What’s mine?

I’ve born poor and I’m not interested in richness, I live with love for anyone and have no boundaries to love. I live as the bear lives, as the sun lives. You have created me great Universe, I asked you to come here. While I was very happy floating in my mother’s womb I forgot why I asked you to come, so I arrived without memories. I’m a good man, not very intelligent but with a gentle soul, I trust in people as I know there is divinity within. I’m here for releasing, please give me the “how”, give me the way, I will sin the same if I don’t share the light whom lives in darkness as if I let the light dies as it never existed.

At the very top of the mountain chain, in his knees, the man put his hands over his face and stared to cry severely , “help me to understand”, “ I trust” he whispered while his tears were falling frozen on the snow. The cold air made the man shake since the very bones, but nothing will stop him, he stayed there until he slept. Thousand knifes sticking in his face, hands and feet, on his knees, he held to himself and his faith, his heart was slowly beating as the hope, his breathing was so flighty as the slowly flakes covering him.Take me to you if that’s what you want – he was saying in his mind – take my whole life and do what you sacred will decides, if you want me to stay, I’ll stay, just help me to understand, even better God, expand my faith, help me to believe, God, brother, help me to love to the end.

Inside his soul but out of himself, a strong, gentle and protective voice talked; body feeling where strange and ambiguous, electricity, heat, movement without control, colours and sparkles, everything was involved in a peace aura, then the voice said: “Have you come this far to find answers? Have you risk your body-temple to calm your curiosity? My words are full of truth when I say my brother and son, you are inside of me, and I’m inside of you, there was not necessary to climb here and be cold my child, it was just enough to close your eyes, take a deep breath, be quiet for a while y learn to wait, the whole universe is in your heart, and you better be like the dog is or like the bird is, instead of your heart be corrupted because of gold or be rusted with ambition. My brother and son, open you heart and listen, follow your intuition rather tan reason, the only truth is love, if you have ears then listen.”

Inside the man’s chest, a blood and light waterfall filled him with life and goodness, he wanted to thank to Father/Mother/God/Universe, but his throat was closed and only silence was coming out from it, he closed his eyes and looked inside, he travelled through stars clouds, the sun was flaming full of glow giving heat and life, he passed close to the love’s planet and his heart was inflated with a pink gas, then he saw a blue planet with a marvellous pearl on the side, shining, wet, in movement, he felt attracted to the blue, he saw the ocean, the desert, the ice and the people, a great mountain; he went to it, flying through the sky, got close and a shape on the rocks he saw.

That shape was him, he just realized; weak, fragile, like lost child full of fear, he smiled when he saw himself, and then he cried, he was exactly as he always described himself: as another creature, like an animal, as the smaller God’s son, little and fine like a flower that opens up in the spring; he observes for a while: the inside’s man looking his own flesh and feeling his soul, and from his very soul a great glow blinded him, was an emotion transformed into words saying: “I love you”.

Back in his body, as he recalled this dream where God talked to him, his Heart was beating very fast; he felt like a new door was open, an unfolded truth was now clear, a secret river coming in to refresh his inner self, he was still like a child but now stronger and faithful about the future.

“Thank you Father” – exited he whispered to himself – thank you for talking to me, thanks for answering my clamour, thanks for taking a look for your littlest child, I’m filled with light and clearness, a thousand colours rainbow my confusion has became. Father you know I’m small but my soul gets bigger with your voice, my heart is infinite, to share, to pray. I’m going to go down the mountain, the God’s door, and back to the world, to share the good news from the space, from God’s home where I’ve been.

The man opened his eyes, and the cold was gone, the wind was gentle and Light, and the snow disappeared, the sun was so close that he could reach it. How long did I sleep? – the man thought – the flowers where filling the field as he went down grassland, full coloured birds flying through the sky, and the reflection of the sun in the lake, like stars dancing on the water.
It was spring.

The last man said: I don’t know the future, I live the present, I feel the life and walk through it, I am happy.
I am.
I am God.
I am love
I am the world.
I am
I am!


miércoles, 21 de mayo de 2008

PRAYER


Lord, give me chastity and willpower...but not yet.

Santa Agustina

viernes, 16 de mayo de 2008

12 a.m.

Midnight already.
Another day goes, another day dies.
I’ve learnt today: I can be alone,
and feeling like one in a million in this world
In my bed all I hear is my breath.

Sweet night, acute sense of pain.
Passes through my desires and fears giving’em life.
Never has talked to me; we are tender and cold friends;
Rather than friendship, it is a sick complicity.

Night comes and my feelings unfolds, I am a see-through glass.
Night, you glimpse well but better analyse.
You are dark, black curls covering the stars,
Unknown walker in this big town.
How many have you seen loving? How many walking?
And how many others forgetting?

Midnight has no return, nothing have when I am here.
There is no further on, there is no looking back.
Midnight early morn.
I lean naked on my bed, I miss,
I feel, cant help; I think.

jueves, 15 de mayo de 2008

NAKED


Don`t be afraid to look right into my eyes.

Don`t be afraid of what you can find about yourself.


I know what you want.

I`ve got it here, moving rough under my pants.

Don`t be afraid to accept that I turn you on.


Follow me, let`s get a drink

and let me take you to heaven.

Don´t do anything if you are gonna regret

or if you are gonna suffer.


If you know this, don`t follow me.

I`m an angel of passion

I`m not an obstacule in your way.

miércoles, 14 de mayo de 2008

You sent me flying


At least you're attracted to me wich I did not expect

don`t think you get my number down and such

but I`ve never hated myself for my age so much.

martes, 13 de mayo de 2008


You are my way and I walk over you.

viernes, 9 de mayo de 2008

SCIENCE FICTION IN A BAR


If you deny it to me, if you refuse to give it to me, I`m gonna desire it even more, and do everything you want to get it...


that's the NENE love attitude

jueves, 8 de mayo de 2008

what is NENE love?


IF YOU BELIEVE THAT THE ONE YOU LOVE, BELONGS TO YOU,

IF YOU FEEL YOU`RE THE ONE AND ONLY OWNER OF THAT PERSON'S LIFE AND BODY,

YOU DONT GIVE A CHANCE FOR ANY EXPRESSION.

THAT IS NOT EGOISME, THAT'S ROUGH LOVE.

THAT IS ... NENE LOVE.

miércoles, 7 de mayo de 2008

Ishtar, I `m a star, I start

The time to prove myself and feelings has come, the chance has arrived, and destiny shows on the way a new path, although I know is not easy, my soul takes delight in sharing some light to those who needs it.

The last 3 years, have been full of learning and experiences, I have learnt so much from isolation and solitude, taken by choice ( I say: “through pain, there are lessons God wants my to learn, instead, I prefer to learn those lessons by myself , on my own will before life forces me to learn them”). Now I understand the world more clearly, I feel the God in me, more importantly I recognize the God in everyone.

During these years in Tibet ( Charmy and I always say that our staying in this town is the same as have been stayed in Tibet ) my concept of love has changed from: only to one person romantic love, to: unconditional to all humankind love. Reading, talking, observing, feeling the world, getting in touch with nature, trying to fit in life’s rhythm, it helped me to open my eyes and also made me realize I was being selfish.

I feel love, peace and light inside my soul. I want to share the God within, I want to give, just give; become ears, to heal, be hands and eyes, a bridge, to serve.

I know by now, that every woman and every man is my sister and my brother.
The most difficult people to love, is who needs it the most.

I have seen energy healing, I have seen eyes that can see through ugliness, and I have seen love transforming the world. Today is good day and we are all still on time, the world is ready for this change, this is the perfect moment… let the love lead the way.
“ESTABLISHING YOURSELF, FURNISHING A HOUSE, BUILDING UP A COMFORTABLE EXISTENCE, AND HAVING THAT MENACE HANGING OVER YOUR HEAD ALL THE TIME- NO, I PREFER TO LIVE IN HOTELS, CAFES, JUST PASSING THROUGH.”

Alberto Giacometti.