Turn on your TV, this soul may come back to take a breath!
"Sa-tzi crape obrazul de rushine!", means:"may your cheek crack open of shame!"
Shame is a cheek buster.
Pouring too much of this makeup on your face will bring you from pink to red, and at the end it may explode like a too-ripe tomato, leaving an open wound trench. Look through it, you may observe the heartbeat of your opened soul.
Shame is the feeling that bounces back from your overwhelmed heart; like if the heart is the ground absorbing all the shocks from your falling soul, then the earthquake generated rises to the surface of your cheeks and bursts them like a rift on a ground, cracked by a 9 Richter scale seism.
Don’t worry, you’re not dying of shame, you’re just venting the fragrance of your moral dissonance. Tell anything you want, the heart has its ways and you cannot command, neither love nor shame.
The cheek bursting of shame is a sign of a still healthy and alive heart, hurt by the craziness happening in the master room above the neck, we call it “the situation room” to be cool on TV.
Each time the infamy hits the ground of your heart, it pushes it deeper and deeper, your heart sinks like the Titanic in the underworlds. One day your soul may never come back from its search for the bottom of your heart. That day you became shameless, no infamy can touch your cheek anymore and while you still have a pulse and the appearance of a living human being, you’re one with the dead, your cheek is pale grey as a cadaver’s one, you won! You will never feel embarrassed anymore!
You thought that KKK members are putting their white pointed hat on their head to hide their identity? You’re wrong! They’re not hiding anything, this is just the fossilized shadow of their shame, because deep deep down under, they have lost all their color. Infinite shame has no color, it’s white, like the capitulation flag, saying: “we are no more,” just ghosts walking across battlefields.
Victims and their butchers are the same as they are the two extremes of the spectrum that goes from hell to heavens, passing by the middle, the surface of the cheek.
Both of them lost their capacity to feel, and both are unreachable. Tell anything to the shameless, he will just bounce back standard slurs, standard lies or meaningless words coming from the dictionary, not from the reality.
This is the reason why you should not bother or not care what people who have their soul trapped in a submarine ready to implode 3000 feet under their skin are saying. They lost their soul together with their voice, nobody can listen to them anymore.
The only communication with them should be: “Hey buddy, I can’t hear you! Better pack your shit and come back, because all I hear is noise, and all I know is that you’re lost.”
Unfortunately, they are the young fish asking the old one “What is water?”. They forgot they are in a submarine, but contrary to the fish, they will lack oxygen at some point, then their soul will come to the surface to take some air… then… then… well… I’m waiting for reckoning! Turn on the TV, search for the breaking news! This submarine will come back! Trust! And I’m wondering how this soul will look!? Like a new seed for a new tree? I hope a better tree because in any case, the old one couldn’t float, it is dead and sunk at the bottom of the ocean, like the Titanic!
Like the Titanic!