Who are you?

Have you ever thought who are you? Some things you don't regret some things you DO regret! Who am I? Am I blessed or cursed? Am I a millionaire? you have been in all the places you want to be, you enjoyed all the pleasures, while some are hungry, you are in a VIP cruise cabin travelling on the Red sea, Atlantic sea, having sex with the most gorgeous girl from the ship, dating top model girls, recording video clip with a famous band you were obsessed with, having a movie director driving you to the hotel...seeing everything you want being given to you so easily... Working with famous people, you don't tell everything to everyone, if they knew, if they knew...I was supposed to be inside the car that my loved cousin died in... being a sensitive freak, knowing more, seeing more, oh ignorance is a bless trust me... How many times feeling guilty for having fun...is just fun...No it is indirect suicidal... You can be writer, dentist, musician, seller haha, seller...the best lover, destroying marriages, when you know so much about the other side and the consequences... Today you too know a lot, because I'm naked...the genius is out... Ava loved me, I never knew how much she knew about me and how much she ignored...She used to think that I'm just a great guy, faithful, a hard worker with an artist soul, Ava so innocent, like the other women, even when they think they are smarts they are still innocents, you can bring a bitch or a saint to your bed in the same way but she was right about one thing between all the women She was the only one I made love with and I loved deep inside... Before the day starts and I start to pretend that I'm like them and have a normal life, well, then forget you have read this because I will lie again...and I'm tired of lies, they kill you inside, slowly, smiling and looking inside your eyes while you are hurting. You were saint and prostitute in my bed and I lied to you. Tonight I'm in this room, not in the hotels, but in this room that I'll leave in a couple of months to travel again, keep searching, keep going ahead, like a hungry lion searching for food in new lands...I can hear the rain in the roof If I'm an evil with all the luck, I just don't really care, I never did...so I lied to you, and if you say that now you know me you lied too Because I'm everything I want to be and everything I didn't want to... I'm something you can't describe, a drug that you will prove again and call yourself crazy for doing this...then I'm an essential EVIL!

By: Andre Sant.

He knew it!

Monday 23 April, 22:58

Yesterday Jesus on his knees washed juda's feet, as a humble servant, with love and dedication, Today Judas betrayed Him with a kiss... My soul no longer rests in your lies! God bless us all.

Andre Sant.

Abstraction of love

My love before love is respect.
My love is sincere and she is touched when she gets a message from me, she feels happy about receiving it.
My love share her daily life with me every day, because She knows I care...She is not selfish.
She always have time to be with me, even in busy days because she knows i'm with her...
She loves the animals because they don't lie...so neither her.
My love respects me because I respect my love
My love never call me lame for writing poetry but she respects me for the artist I am.
She knows the soul I have and she is not surprised when I prefer read a spiritual book than superficial magazines.
She doesn't have anything to hide from me so neither I from her...
But we surprise each other everyday because even respecting each other's spaces we keep our lifes shared.
My love she is never thirsty about sex, because we make love, making love is like drinking water from a peaceful lake, makes you calm, you kill the thirsty, having sex is like drinking salt water from the ocean, always thirsty, looking for the new when the new gets old and tired again...
My love She is pure and she can achieve everything she wants, because no evil can stand on her purity...
My love never calls herself good as she knows daily life is a school for imperfect people
My love is not ashamed by talking about god because she prays every morning and every night with faith not hypocrisy...
My love she sees good in everything but she respects me in every action.
I asked my love which kind of ring she wants, she said why having a ring when I have your love...
The night was made for caring and trust.
And darling, God made this night for us.
Your eyes sparkling like diamonds so white.
I love you darling with all my might.
Sometimes I think my love doesn't exist!

Andre Sant.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bmlvVwOdn4

Meu amor antes de amor é o respeito.
Meu amor é sincero e ela e ela é tocada quando recebe uma mensagem minha, ela se sente feliz por recebê-la.
Meu amor compartilha seu cotidiano comigo todos os dias, porque ela sabe que eu me importo ... Ela não é egoísta.
Ela sempre tem tempo para estar comigo, mesmo em dias movimentados, pois ela sabe que eu estou com ela ...
Ela ama os animais, porque eles não mentem ... por isso nem ela o faz.
Meu amor me respeita porque eu respeito o meu amor
Meu amor nunca me chama de careta por escrever poesia, mas ela me respeita pelo artista que sou.
Ela conhece a alma que eu tenho e ela não se surpreende quando eu prefiro ler um livro espiritual do que revistas superficiais.
Ela não tem nada a esconder de mim, então nem eu com ela ...
Mas nós nos surpreendermos todos os dias, um ao outro, porque, mesmo respeitando cada um os seus espaços, mantemos nossas vidas compartilhadas.
Meu amor, ela nunca está com sede de sexo, porque nós fazemos amor, fazer amor é como beber água de um lago sereno, te acalma, você mata a sede, o sexo é como beber água salgada do oceano, sempre com sede, procurando o novo, quando o novo fica velho e cansado de novo ...
Meu amor Ela é pura e ela pode conseguir tudo o que ela quer, porque o mal não pode estar em sua pureza ...
Meu amor nunca se chama boa como ela sabe que a vida diária é uma escola para pessoas imperfeitas
Meu amor não sente vergonha falando sobre Deus, porque ela reza todas as manhãs e todas as noites com a fé não com hipocrisia ...
Meu amor, ela vê o bem em tudo, mas ela me respeita em cada ação sua.
Perguntei ao meu amor, que tipo de anel que ela queria, ela disse por que ter um anel quando eu tenho seu amor ...
A noite foi feita para o cuidado e confiança.
E querida, Deus fez esta noite para nós.
Seus olhos brilhavam como diamantes tão brancos.
Eu te amo querida com toda a minha força.
Às vezes acho que meu amor não existe!

Andre sant

Finding the garden...

Someone suggested to me, go to the garden, you may find that you are not alone but you still have yourself.
It was not luxury or excess of any nature, which caused so bright the wonderful picture.
It was the natural expression of all, confused simplicity with beauty, pure art and life without artifice.
No waste of divine simplicity, large trees, beautiful indoor trim, bright and welcoming.
Not only the couple took affectionate flowery roads, groups of ladies and gentlemen entertained in animated conversation, valuable and constructive.
I felt ashamed for letting me in my insignificant solitude, I experienced the silent message of sympathy in the eyes of those who confronted me, was not alone anymore, perhaps lost in low thoughts.
So that simple bench where I sat I could see that those who truly love they are never alone.
But that is easier to get lost in the empty night to wait for another day, so I left the garden and got lost alone in the dark night again.
And then I woke up and you were not here anymore ...
Only the perfume of your presence!

Andre Sant.