life as a simulated orgasm / la vita come un orgasmo simulato / viaţa ca un orgasm simulat

we smile in the mirror, she actually smiles,
we remain inwardly devastated by illusions and fears …
we are extremely courteous, we greet neighbors in passing,
hurried and false …
see you events of the world at news, we are terrified… a millisecond –
rejoicing us that not happened to us
we invent expectations …that carries us into bondage
and we hide in the pile of useless things that cost us a fortune …
we live precariously by simulating any … spending the money, and so few, to show others
that we are at least one rank higher than in reality …
if I return inside out, like a shirt
you will see it just a wound
what-if from today I will walk naked through the world, free by
all rules, all hypocrites …
life as a simulated orgasm depresses me and I would not want
as the sole real orgasm… be last moment of life …

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sorridiamo nello specchio, infatti, sorridi lui…
rimaniamo interiormente devastati da illusioni e paure …
siamo veramente cortesi, salutiamo i vicini di passaggio,
frettolosi e falsi …
vediamo le tragedie del mondo dalle notizie, siamo terrorizzati un milli-secondo –
poi, gioimmo perché quelle… non successero a noi…
inventiamo attese che ci porta in schiavitù
e ci nascondiamo nel mucchio di cose inutili che hanno costato una fortuna …
viviamo precariamente simulando ogni cosa … spendendo ultimi soldi, pure così pochi, per mostrare agli altri
che siamo almeno un rango più elevato come… nella realtà …
se mi girate a rovescio, come una camicia
vedrete tutto… solo una ferita
che sarebbe se, da oggi, andassi nudo per il mondo, libero di
tutte le regole, tutte le ipocrisie …
la vita come un orgasmo simulato mi deprime, e non vorrei
l’unico vero orgasmo che sia… l’ultimo istante di vita …

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surâdem oglinzii, ea de fapt surâde,
noi rămâneam pe dinăuntru devastaţi de iluzii şi frici…
suntem extrem de amabili, ne salutăm vecinii în trecere,
grăbiţi şi falşi…
vedem la ştiri întâmplările lumii, ne îngrozim o milisecundă –
bucurându-ne că nu nouă ni s-a întâmplat
inventăm speranţe ce ne poartă în robie
şi ne ascundem în grămada de lucruri inutile, care ne-a costat o avere…
trăim precar şi simulăm orice… cheltuind puţinii bani ca să demonstrăm altora
că suntem cu cel puţin un rang mai sus decât în realitate…
dacă m-ai întoarce pe dos ca pe-o cămaşă
ai vedea totul numai o rană
ce-ar fi dacă începând de astăzi voi umbla gol prin lume… liber
de toate normele, de toate făţărniciile…
viaţa ca un orgasm simulat mă deprimă şi nu aş vrea
ca unicul real orgasm să fie clipa cea de pe urmă…

33 thoughts on “life as a simulated orgasm / la vita come un orgasmo simulato / viaţa ca un orgasm simulat

  1. psalmsofthephoenix

    I agree with your sentiments. The unwritten social rules we all follow and are afraid to break are like a weighted vest keeping us from breathing – and being our true self.

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  2. traieste,nimeni nu te opreste…..doar o societate ingradita de frici,nu de corectitudine

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  3. “We invent expectations that carry us into bondage.” I don’t think anything truer was ever written.

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  4. Last two lines are amazing🙂

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  5. this post here…is genius. glad to be following your work.

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  6. Imi plac scrierile tale, Valeriu, iar aceasta poezie m-a emoţionat profund. Ultimele lini in special. Ma doare cand ceilalti se ascund, simuland si ma bucura cei ce aleg sa alerge goi. Multumesc ca m-ai descoperit ca astfel sa te pot descoperi si eu. Daniela.

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  7. Yes, absolutely yes, I so agree with you…thanks for sharing 🙂

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  8. “and we hide in the pile of useless things that cost us a fortune …” That is what I’m working on…getting rid of the pile of useless things..wondering why I bought them.

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  9. Having to be surrounded by people just existing is not any way to live.

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  10. Thank you for following our blog. I am honoured and delighted that you have enjoyed our telling of how live is for us. I hope you continue to enjoy our journey, both inner and outer. And I wish you all happiness on your own journey. It’s all in presence. That’s all we have.
    Blessings
    Alison

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  11. theroadsarerivers

    this has echoes for me of the day just spent – to turn from obedience to the unreal

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  12. GeeGee Anton

    Yes Yes Yes! Both arms raised for you in recognition and salvation.

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  13. Thanks for following my blog! I hope it blesses you. Have a great day!

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    • Very poetic,powerful, and true. “Living life”,as deemed by the social majority, is based entirely on false and simulated things, all created by the social machine. But there is a sub group, a minority, that also live life oh the outskirts of society,frowned upon,addicted,and lost. However, below this there are those who see through the facade of society and they are an even smaller group. They are the ones who realize that the only, the truest, and greatest orgasm they can receive is one of the spirit which can only be achieved when they turn themselves inside out and walk around naked and unashamed in the midst of the majority.

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      • even so …
        certain social rules are made so
        that enslave us
        giving us the illusion that we have any important
        as individuals we are nothing
        but the mass … We turnovers
        thanks

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  14. “Tin” people and plastic lives…

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  16. Thanks 4 Your Words!
    An absolute Truth

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  17. “if I return inside out, like a shirt
    you will see it just a wound
    what-if from today I will walk naked through the world, free by
    all rules, all hypocrites …”

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