lørdag den 27. juni 2009

Maze of Mayhem and Love

Since I've been away for a while, things have been changing around me. I found the perfect woman I want to share all my life with, even if I have to give up everything. My life has become a maze, a maze of Mayhem, a maze of Love and a maze of beauty. We all know in our every moments in our lives, we can be violent to others. And I've been violent to another man, punched his face out, beating him into the ground and finally making him scared. I know, you hate me for that. And I might have figured out, you don't like guys like me (violent). I am feeling sad and miserable about it. Everything happens for a reason. Sometime the hardest thing and the right thing are the same, but I am not as think as you drunk I am. It wasn't my fault, he attacked me and I have to defend myself for it.

I have found a perfect woman, with a beautiful voice of hers that makes me so touched when she sings with a soft and gently voice. Her singing is so smooth, I almost cried. The smile of hers, so amazingly beautiful. I couldn't see anyone else with a smile like that, the smile is unique. Especially her laughter, can not forget it! Makes my day a better day everytime she's around. You can spend minutes, hours, days, week or even months over analysing the situation, trying to put the pieces together on what to do with your crush or you can just put the pieces on the floor and let it ring. Love takes courage, for me especially. First time I saw her, I was afraid, shaking 'cause I have never seen a beauty like that. Her eyes staring at me with a gentle smile, asking me about how I am. I can't just imagine her, but imagination is more important than knowlegde. Just think about it... Without imagination, there's no knowlegde. However, it's not about being who everyone else wants' you to be, it's about being yourself and finding someone who loves every bit of it! And I hope she can understand me if I ever have to tell about my feelings. If she rejects: Life is a bitch, because if it was a slut, it would be too easy.

Sincerely
Mario Lyberth

tirsdag den 2. juni 2009

Incur my anger into pulp

My life is starting to make sense, I know it will someday I just didn't believe in it for the first time. My anger is getting smaller, like incuring it into pulp. Ever since I started to play my guitar my way, I've been feeling better everytime I play it. Then an Angel comes into my silly little life, she says she is there to make my life little bit better... And it did ever since.

If you ever be sad for life, you know what to do and just call me anytime anywhere. I'll be the one to set things up again my dear. Adjust your anger and set it free into the wild, no God will curse you for that. And remember everyone gets another chance for everything they have done, even it is murder or very bad crime.
You'll never end up in a desert alone for this, I'll be your guardian angel dear sweet girl. I'll be your light in darkness, I'll be your car along the road and anywhere you want to go I'll be it.
Sweet Pea, your the apple of my eye but I don't know what I really want. But your the only reason I live my lfe. I am missing you dear sweet pea.
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth

mandag den 1. juni 2009

Sweetness and full of love; accomplishment

You know if I was a piece of wood you'll nail me into your house. Another gift from Aphrodite for me to look up to. Freedom within me coming out for me to hug, no tears will be shed when around her. I just want to hold upon her while sleeping tonight, this very night. Reveal your goddess in you tonight, do what you have to do.
You are like never ending happiness, every day the sun shines upon me from above. Like Apollon saying to me to be a happy man. Like a road that never ends like Chinas wall.
First of all; I'll call you Sweetnes and Full of Love; accomplishment. Your sweetness is always there when I needed it, especially when I am sad. For people like you are sweet as hell, calling you for sweet as hell is not a bad thing.
Full of Love because you are happy everytime you see me coming to you for help or when I visit you at the café. Like last summer when we played hide and seek, we'll use to climp all the way to the roof of the house and talk or played games.
Accomplishment for you are as a person. Your body is perfect, I hope you will agree with me my dear. It is not always about bigger things. You are accomlished.
Sweet dear; don't you get the blues. Remember to breathe next time.
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth

søndag den 31. maj 2009

Reptile Bite

Why afraid of the dark? When you already are in the dark. Love has abandoned me, I feel no warm inside me and pain is still growing up like a child. Getting bigger and stronger, it hurts me too much and I want to quit fighting it. Maybe it is better to die and peace will at last come to me. Apollon is now somewhere else, my senses are weakened and darkened. Like in a forrest alone I am, seeing a woman far away laughing at me. Once my love, now far away. Love isn't always what you want it to be, sometimes it hides from you, hurting you like a reptile bite. Why bother?
You are the one I wil always love. Aphrodite has shown me you, there standing so beautifully and smiling so amazing. Now I am broken in two, one here and the other in the egde of you. You know I'm yours, abuse me! You have the chance to put me into a whole piece, take the chance!
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth

onsdag den 13. maj 2009

Closing in on the egde once again

Every man has a weakpoint somewhere inside him, when you hurt it so bad it'll make him so sad. Once again my pride has been touched by darkness. Just like a soul in the dark afraid of moving out, feeling the pain in my mind.

The incident I've heard is hurting me, my lord.
The forrest darkens within, my eyes are seeing chaos
Only damned get 'em, send to hell are they now
Heaven it is not, God above not seeing not us
Girl I see in the dark, the forest is now in snow
The wall is high, too high is not in the dust.

Enough said

Sincerely

Mario Lyberth

tirsdag den 5. maj 2009

Claws of a polarbear



I really don't understand you, my dear. I don't know if this is a game to you, still I feel that I am just a toy for you that breaks easily. You hate me everyday, you laugh at me everyday still you really do like me when you're drinking. I feel I need more than you, but afraid of the things might go wrong. Like my dizzyness I am, you touch me with the nicest hands... Claws of a polarbear I feel, sometimes so good I like the pain. Just like the hunter of the seas, The Ruler of the seas ruining my life while I try to through his territory. Poseidons wrath destroys my battleship, now I can get near you and I am hopeless. I wander the underworld looking for you, for you I am dead. I hear you evil laughter in this land, so loud it even hurt my ears just hearing you... Still I want you.

I ask myself many times, what do you really want to do? Will you still play with me and hurt me so bad I want to travel into another dimension? You are like Medusa, once beautiful, transformed into a monster with snakehairs. Circe is the one jealous, not me and I don't want her. I have tried many times avoiding her. Like you know it, she played me hard. I thought I loved her, but just another woman. Pandora is beautiful and you know it. The relationship is over, is that you are afraid of? That I want to get back with her? No woman, I won't. [...]

While you lie in the water last night, I looked at you awhile thinking how beautiful you are. Making my night so wonderful I smiled and couldn't stop it.
"The face of an angel so beautiful
I still wonder why I was so pityful
To avoid you while I had the chance
Makes me think foolish of myself at last
The night glows while you sit in the cold night
the water in your body getting good and tight
Claws of a polarbear you give me tonight
The scars will never be forgotten"


Sincerely
Mario Lyberth







mandag den 4. maj 2009

Life After Death

There are two fundamentally different types of views on the afterlife: empirical views based on observation and religious views based on faith.

* The first type of claims are loosely based on observations and conjecture made by humans or instruments (for example a radio or a voice recorder, which are used in electronic voice phenomena, or EVP). These observations are made from reincarnation research, near death experiences, out-of-body experiences, astral projection, EVP, mediumship, various forms of photography et cetera. Academic inquiry into such phenomena can be broken down roughly into two categories: psychical research generally focuses on case studies, interviews, and field reports, while scientific parapsychology relates to strictly laboratory research.
* The second type are based on a form of faith, usually faith in the stories that are told by ancestors or faith in religious books like the Bible, the Qur'an, the Talmud, the Vedas, the Tripitaka et cetera. This article is mainly about this second type.

What happens when we're dead? Do we travel into another dimension or are we completely gone? In many religion we believe that there's this Afterlife or Reincarnation after death. I know, it's confusing you... It confuses me as well, I have many thoughts about the Afterlife.


Now if there's a Dead, who collects the spirits recently left their bodies and wonder alone in our world knowing we can't see them. How do I see this?

I know there's a lot of questions that needed to be answered, and we all just have to believe in the Bible or Koran or Talmud etc. Based on the religion we have. But for all of you that is not-religion-type-kind-of-guy or an ateist more precisely, how do you see the life after death?

The Eden is one of my favourites. Many people wants to go to Eden when they are dead, I want to go there as well. If Angels exist so does Eden as well. Angel Raphael visits Eden, according to Milton's Paradise Lost [John Martin, 1825]. I was touched by the poem John Milton's Paradise Lost, so amazing he wrote. So dramatic he wrote. See it for yourself:

"So spake the false dissembler unperceivd;
For neither Man nor Angel can discern Hypocrisie,
the onely evil that walks Invisible,
except to God alone,
By his permissive will,
through Heav'n and Earth:
Satan bowing low,
As to superior Spirits is wont in Heaven,
Where honour due and reverence none neglects,
Took leave, and toward the coast of Earth beneath,
Down from th' Ecliptic,
sped with hop'd success,
Throws his steep flight in many an Aerie wheele,
Nor staid, till on Niphates top he lights."

Sincerely
Mario Lyberth