Monday, March 31, 2008

love...



love is a mirror... to make up... remember... wake up... in a cheesy room... a closet... a bathroom... someone else's car... not a picture on a desk... in a frame... by the bed... on the television... not a foto on the wall... posted... with a smile... on a face... endless happiness... not a dustless picture... from an album... locked in piece of furniture... a marriage... a barcode... the most expenssive moment of one's life... moment of fame... frame... same... lame... love is a mirror... in a hospital... full of pain... rain... in a tear... inside out... a face in a lake... upside down... love is a mirror... set up... naked... sexy... putting lipstick... dressing up... moving down... cumming on... not a porn magazine... homemade cowboy movie... speachless wetdream... not a social game... global blame... facial name... special same... love is a mirror... an instinct... a baby... imagining... discovery channel... first step on the moon... recognition... image of oneself... stepping... walking... glancing... understanding... love is a mirror... a reflection... a color... a revolution... an evolution... not a moment... just a moment... an instant... instead... love is a mirror... a waterfall... a river... a stormy ocean... crashing waves... crushing hearts... passing time... messenging... feeling... alive... love is a mirror... wearing a pink shirt... hat... in a pink flat... that... playing with a pink cat... fat... drinking a pink rat... flat... love is a mirror... like... that... fat... flat... cat... hate... rat... just like that...

Monday, March 24, 2008

spiritual vision...



what else is there to say... something... original... aboriginal... practical... virtual... existencial... like the point of it all... for all... together... plurial... the weather... pluvial... oval... express it all... get out... break the shelf... yourshelf... she for yourself... love it... leave it... sit... shit... believe it... even if you can't see it... forget it... there's no logic... logistic... just a pic... energetic... atomic... tic... tac... tic... tac... timing... everything... life... death... tic... tac... you... me... this... that... knowledge... writen... destiny... Delphe's temple... immortal... timeless... pandora's box... open 24 hours... closed for the hollidays... platonic... love... out for lunch... dinner's special... rethorical... musical... sold out... dated... ancient... inner culture... physical... genetical... electrical... ki... chi... wi... fi... me... be... enlighted... memory stick... mother board... what else is there not to say... God... damn... shit... fuck... a bit... fit... tit... bite... ass... scrabling letters... scrambled eggs... sunny side up... oranginal... vitaminal... donnutsical... bagelical... political... black hole sucker... read the menu... manual... instructions... basics... basically... know your own self...

Friday, March 21, 2008

flashback...



comment commencer... pleins de choses a dire.. mais pas grand choses de super important... juste donner des news ... en prendre aussi... mais un peu plus... envie de se lacher ... pourquoi? juste dire que... un mail... un site web... du plaisir et beaucoup d emotion ... les evolutions... les trajets ... le feeling...bref ...la vie... les etats unis,grosse claque ... la californie, good vibes, zen ... los angeles, pure semaine avec mon poto... mais plus... curiosité ... voir l evolution ... essayer de comprendre... pas juger ... juste comprendre... mon poto ... impressionner ... en positif ... la liberte , pas si simple... respect ... pour la volonté... solitaire surfant les vagues et foules a travers le monde ? pas si simple... ouverture d esprit... enorme ... le respect d autrui ... une ligne de conduite... bref ...grand respect pour toi mon poto... poto?... plus ce que ca ... partie de ma vie ... surement ... alors merci ... merci a toi ... de nous faire decouvrir ton monde a travers tes textes ... tes photos ... toi meme ... trops heureux ... de pouvoir echanger avec toi... des moments vie... qui en s accumulant ...
ca c etait kikus et cynthia... pour en savoir plus... cynthiacappe.com... et que la cielle est belle... a bon entendeur... bonchoir... et pi bonchoir!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, March 13, 2008

tenerife amable...



bienvenidos al circo... islas canarias... magicas... tenerife... amable... las americas... los christianos... lugar unico... extremo... vendido... desfigurado... sin compromiso... pero aqui estamos... compartiendo un tiempo... y nos movemos... de sitio... dormitorio... piso... rectangulo... pueblo... barco... vuelo... y volvemos... residente canario... muchacho... tarjeta de identidad... comunitario europeo... fuera de impuestos... ciudadano del mundo... aislado... escondido... bronceado... pirateando... vaya vaya... que paraiso... y es igual todo el año... igual... como el circo... somos unos monos... comiendo platanos importados... para eso estan los hoteles... para que el show se repite... cada semana... differente turistas... mismos nombres... varian las especies... nacionalidades... no los colores... llegan blancos... se van rojos... quemados... enganados... pero contentos... y vuelven... como todos... asi es el circo... bueno... bonito... barato... repite lo que dice el payaso... malo... feo... caro... claro... asi nos gusta... y la verdad... es que nos gusta... sea como sea... si de todos modos nos vamos... como todo el mundo... como el circo... y los isleños... digo... los dueños... por ahi silvando... vendiendo tierras santas... plataneras... arrugadas... ahora que el euro crece en los arboles... se sembra pateras... y algun dias floreceran bombas... terroristas con causas propias... amor... paz... indenpendencia...

Thursday, March 6, 2008

highlights...


i loved it there... and i love it here... and i'll love it somewhere else... consistently moving around... constantly adopted... i don't make too much sense... i talk about a path... this website... and yet seem to run in different directions... write in many languages... argue the opposite of whatever i think is right... believe everything i don't even believe in... contradict my own contradictions... end up the same way i started... lost... disoriented... i guess that's my favorite state... place to be... no matter where i'm standing... sitting... sleeping... the less i can see the path... the closer to myself i feel... trust... breath... gain control over my destiny... find zenzela... my inspiration... with an expiration date... just like life... amazingly confusing... yes but no... ping pong... hit or miss... i see the links... i swear... or so i think... i shouldn't swear... but i really see them... more and more... i might even be one of them... the more places i go to... come back... the more i see myfriends again... meet new people... the more connections i discover... between one another... every person... place... culture... is connected somehow... it could just take a glance... or a few generations to revele itself... but the link is in there... in the middle of nowhere... in the center of it all... downtown was a desert at some stage... it was a snake hole... a stone... a grain of sand... proofs are still there... here... and will be in there as long as life... like a lifejacket... it's just up to us to look for clues... listen to stories... learn our history... observe... believe... disagree... think... play... forget... change perspective... angle... point of views... envision... remember who we are... realize... imagine who we want to be... dream... wake up... brush our teeth... walk... drive... go to work... eat... make love... improve... grow up... not too fast... not too slow... follow the rythm... move... dance... drink... show off... swallow our pride... hurt others... ourselves... regret... get old... sick... wise... stuck... free... forget... die... remember everything... see the light... cry... enlightment... forget it... life is so fuckin' simple... complicated... so many important things for us to do... nothing's important to anyone... to each their own... yet we need each other... we are connected... just like the soup i ate today... a local dish... its taste connected the canary islands to the african continent... i know... i tasted it there before... it was my missing link... an historical monument... moment... i understood everything a bit better after dinner... the people... the accents... the culture... i even saw myself in the soup for a moment... heard the knife sharpener's flute... smelled the rain... felt the desert dry wind... saw the sun light in the rainforest... picked up my cell phone... it rang in my hands... coincidence... butterflies... right time... right place... i was blessed once again...