(You're a shining and I'm am lightning
raaaayo're a gray Monday, I am Saturday Saturday Saturday sábadoooo)
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Lots Of Pressure In Stomach
puffff ...
, lost, overwhelmed, avoiding the inevitable at bay ... I want to escape this very moment in time and space. Staying up all night forever. Forget everything. Avoid me. No, do not avoid me: rebel, but seriously. Ignorance rules, clocks, calendars. And be free, absolutely free. But above all free on a Monday which is haunting me, torturing me, relentlessly pursuing me ... Sunday, bloody Sunday ... I want a life sabbatical shit!
(You're a shining and I'm am lightning
raaaayo're a gray Monday, I am Saturday Saturday Saturday sábadoooo)
(You're a shining and I'm am lightning
raaaayo're a gray Monday, I am Saturday Saturday Saturday sábadoooo)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Fotos Gratis De Pattycake
And if ... Boredom
Yes, it was inevitable ... happen someday ... and that day is today!
emotional for some strange reason, I find it hard to let go of the virtual spaces. (No, no, but I find it hard to let go of the real bond, not that I'm sooo mad ...=)
few months ago brought the entire contents of what's left of my mind here ... mixing it in the great and ancient ocean of pecesypescaditos. The results will not alter anyone there to tell the truth ... Not even my ...=)
time ago I realized I spend time thinking about the same things. At the time to write something here, those same things come to occupy center my attention, but I can not never give the way I want, because they are rather questions, questions, thoughts that have more to do with me than with what is supposed to go on this blog (as I fuck the etiquetassssss patience, not I put it to an item and themes of this haha). I realized I needed an informal space (yes, this is a formal space ...) in which to express my mambo existential, a psychoanalytic couch kind of pret a porter pa'la catharsis at all times ... eternal dawn needed to develop my inner monologue ...
So ... I decided the most important and memorable of the last 10 minutes: reopened What is left of my mind and formally invited to the inauguration. Do not be afraid ... I am, the couch, catharsis, mambo are figured things simple and mere expressions ...
If yes, I know, this seems like deja vu ... and maybe it is ... but good ...=) 
Yes, it was inevitable ... happen someday ... and that day is today!
emotional for some strange reason, I find it hard to let go of the virtual spaces. (No, no, but I find it hard to let go of the real bond, not that I'm sooo mad ...=)
few months ago brought the entire contents of what's left of my mind here ... mixing it in the great and ancient ocean of pecesypescaditos. The results will not alter anyone there to tell the truth ... Not even my ...=)
time ago I realized I spend time thinking about the same things. At the time to write something here, those same things come to occupy center my attention, but I can not never give the way I want, because they are rather questions, questions, thoughts that have more to do with me than with what is supposed to go on this blog (as I fuck the etiquetassssss patience, not I put it to an item and themes of this haha). I realized I needed an informal space (yes, this is a formal space ...) in which to express my mambo existential, a psychoanalytic couch kind of pret a porter pa'la catharsis at all times ... eternal dawn needed to develop my inner monologue ...
So ... I decided the most important and memorable of the last 10 minutes: reopened What is left of my mind and formally invited to the inauguration. Do not be afraid ... I am, the couch, catharsis, mambo are figured things simple and mere expressions ...
If yes, I know, this seems like deja vu ... and maybe it is ... but good ...=)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
What Does Phase Button On Subwoofer Do
(almost) deadly
I'm bored. I slowly slid into a lethargy of mind and body that looks nothing like the rest. Boredom begins to wrap like a spider web with slimy, sticky. I freezes, it blows my mind, cancel my senses. There is no pain, no pleasure, no feelings, no strength, no desire ... Numb I give myself to this state of nothingness. Boredom, as a hungry and insatiable spider catches me, imprison me. Without that I can do anything I hung on his huge canvas and leave me there, as reserve food. And not me, but now I'm just a prisoner in a huge network. I am not alone, the network is full of beings that are no longer. In a brief, perhaps the last moment of lucidity, I try to find a solution. But it's late, and there is no exit or antidote. My mind is empty and filled with the amorphous slime hopelessly paralyzed me. My mind, my body, my actions, I do not belong. Nothing makes sense. The same gives life to death. I surrender to the collective destiny. No longer run times, but glide over the network without end or beginning and get stuck, detained. The spider weaves the fabric of eternity. 
I'm bored. I slowly slid into a lethargy of mind and body that looks nothing like the rest. Boredom begins to wrap like a spider web with slimy, sticky. I freezes, it blows my mind, cancel my senses. There is no pain, no pleasure, no feelings, no strength, no desire ... Numb I give myself to this state of nothingness. Boredom, as a hungry and insatiable spider catches me, imprison me. Without that I can do anything I hung on his huge canvas and leave me there, as reserve food. And not me, but now I'm just a prisoner in a huge network. I am not alone, the network is full of beings that are no longer. In a brief, perhaps the last moment of lucidity, I try to find a solution. But it's late, and there is no exit or antidote. My mind is empty and filled with the amorphous slime hopelessly paralyzed me. My mind, my body, my actions, I do not belong. Nothing makes sense. The same gives life to death. I surrender to the collective destiny. No longer run times, but glide over the network without end or beginning and get stuck, detained. The spider weaves the fabric of eternity.
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