Delirio - Delirium

Serenata de subjetiva forma de envolverme, en el profundo intento de acogerme por donde ni uno mismo se percata.

A veces siento que el entorno, es el mismo mirar de lo mirado y nada por negado se me omite en el convite de mí estar incluido.

Solo se que mi audible es contenido de mi ser continente inexplorado; de mi propio avenir inesperable; sólo soy resonancia de los ecos de mi significado colectivo.

En mi ser rumoroso se despeñan las notas altas de audibles fantasías; arquetípico fluir de melodías de suma iridiscente, con formas transparentes de símbolos precisos.

No hay nada en mi creencia, ni fe que yo comparta; es solo la experiencia de mantras recurrentes de unión en mi solvencia de sensorial sentido; tejidos en mis meandros de arborescente flama que intencional se traman en mi intuición sentida.

Si en formas ilusorias me acerco al pensamiento, mi medio es el concepto y el fin el movimiento de un tiempo compartido. Así como el sonido de un ritmo que reclama su estar en contradanza; al son en que respiro se afianza lo insistente que es mi placer incluido toda y su arrogancia.

A serenade of subjective involvement, in the profound attempt to take me in where one is not even aware of it. Sometimes I feel that the environment is the same as looking at what is looked at and nothing is denied to me because I am included.

I only know that my audible is the content of my unexplored continent being; of my own unexpected future; I am only a resonance of the echoes of my collective meaning.

The high notes of audible fantasies are thrown into my rumbling being; archetypal flow of iridescent sum melodies, with transparent forms of precise symbols.

There is nothing in my belief, nor faith that I share; it's just the experience of recurring mantras of union in my solvency of sensory sense; woven into my meanders of tree-like flame that intentionally weave themselves into my felt intuition.

If in illusory forms I approach thought, my means is the concept and the end the movement of a shared time. As well as the sound of a rhythm that claims its being in contradiction; to the sound in which I breathe, the insistence of my pleasure, including all of it, and its arrogance, is strengthened.