amigo...

hay gente y gente... amigos y amigos... los del face... los de siempre... y los que siempre... al cabo y al final quien sabe... uno cree... se cree... re cree... pro cree... y muere... esta todo escrito... el prgrama tiene fallos... algun corto circuito... pero con el tiempo... uno cree... pero bueno asi es y porque cambiar la verdad... y si de todos modos seria con una mentira... asi que... ya sabes... joder... y joder..

arbre...

necessaire... arbitraire... mais faut la faire... sans heurter... ames sensibles s'abstenir... retenir... partir... revenir... la vie est une pisse... pause... repose... extase d'une liberation... tous pour un... c' est ce con nous apprend... ce con ecrit... et nous on li... on dors... ne se reveille jamais vraiment... juste parcourt moments... ca craint... c'est cool... rat la moule... grosse foule... petite houle... exageration exacerbee... et moi dans tout ca... j'suis qui...

a mano de...

a veces la imaginacion esta en el tiempo de una pagina... en el pensamiento de una maquina... la mano de fatima... y asi va la historia... con poco tiempo poco se escribira...

brainless thought...

endless flow... continuous transformation... circular motion... unstoppable expanssion... unlimited knowledge... superposed dimensions... it is what it is... symetrical or not... intelligent or not... to believe or not... to see or not... to mind or not... there is always more to it... small scale and what not... big hell and why not... overexagerating helps... nothing matters... served on a plater... patience gets cold... memory fails... history lies... metamorfosis of a fly... locked food chain... no pain no gain... everything in vain... singing in the rain... incredible fucking brain...

do not read...

it must suck to be a rock star... wearing sunglasses at night... singing the same song over and over... being watched... patched... flashed... it must rock be a suck star... not wearing anything... performing... pretending... and cumming in public... putting the same sock under and under... ok now... we are a few sentences down the line... fine... does that actually makes any sense to you... 'cause if it does... and if you are actually still reading this... i will be quite impressed... and would love to hear back from you... seriously... i know this sounds like a personal message... and i believe it it... so... since i'm spending quite a bit of time writing what appears to be much nonsense to myself... and probably others... i'd actually like to improve in that department... perhaps... write something about you... that tree... dish... fish... not just writing so selfish... wasting words... so as if this never appeared... now that you also know what to do... and if you don't... click around... find out... but remember to let me know... so... after just putting together one of my worst arrangment of words... i really hope you don't understand... back to nonsense... hence... that invisible fence... it must star to be a suck rock...

botellon mental...

como me gusta contar historias... mezclar palabras... silvar letras... crear errores... a proposito... sin presupuesto... con ganas de decir... escrivir... y luego... leyendo... no entiendo... no reaparece el sentido... biblia mia... madre... que tipo de educacion he recibido... vaya estudios que he hecho... y luego... mira... no se nada... porque nadie me dijo esto... lo de la memoria esta... de la tarjeta magica... del tiempo perdido... jodido momento inalcancable... rio en movimiento... sociedad dormida... aprendida... completamente atontada... asi que... en el cole ya se sabe... que uno no quiere... no puede... se pierde la fe... la vida es corta... larga... puteada... como aquel sentido... lleno y vacio a la vez... y a mi me la suda... no pienso nada... todo... rollo de papel higienico... libertad... agua del grifo... futuro de la humanidad... locura... pa que sirve ser sano estando contento y loco... vaya paella... escucha... que este es mi campo... planto lo que me da la gana... riego de vez en cuando... no espero nada de nada... aqui no hay batalla perdida... ni fossiles interesantes... no se siembra plantas medicinales... pero si que se encuentran muchos niveles naturales... dependiendo del estado de la mente... de la frente... de las extremidades... el calor ayuda... el frio desnuda... a mi me gusta la nata... pero no a mi variga... asi que ya sabes... create algo si quieres... sigue leyendo esto si puedes... como estos manuales que solo observo en el bano... aburrido... secretos pensados detras de la botellas... esto es mas como un botellon... toma...

toubabooo...

i heard so much about... how it feels... to be different... somewhere different... for a change... let me try... to tell you... how it feels... to be... white... or not to be... black... somewhere in africa... you gotta be prepared... not sorry... ready... never expect anything coming out of my pink mouth to be true... just like traveling in a foreign place... understand what you can at your own risks... so this is how it goes... for me... and possibly a few more pink mouths... the sun can be extremely strong... the people extremely nice... your skin absolutely tan... obscurely dusty... you still gonna look whiter than ever before... there's just no way around it... no shortcuts to become a local... and in case you forget it for an instant... the kids will follow you everywhere yelling your skin color out loud... toubabooo... and believe me... or not... you can actually easily find that one out for yourself... kids are everywhere... i mean... everywhere... you will be touched... caressed... poked... pulled... laughed at... made fun of your every possible moves... scrutinitively observed as if you were from another planet... all your everyday normal behaviour will be intensively watched and reported in great details for years... maybe even centuries to come... in some places you could even take part of a future fable... become some sort of demon... or at least entertain the topics of discussions for a good while... you will also be constently asked for presents... money... and anything else that can be pronouced... you will be proposed to get married... even though you could come from hell most people would pay so you could take them back with you... and if you not from hell... which you could well be... really... you will feel like a spoiled asshole... like you got too much to share anyways... too much garbage that you will have to throw away out of windows... on the grounds of unspoiled natural beaches and waterfalls... you will have to hide your money away all over your many acquaintances... keeping your food rationned... your water filtered... and so on... you will basically feel so fuckin' priviledged and loved at the same time... it's just an akward feeling altogether... even if you might be able to manipulate most people because of your higher education... you will also feel like an idiot a lot... you will most likely be paying a lot more for everything you buy... repeat things you want to be understood many more time... and just feel helpless a lot... standing there with either a big dum smile... or an angry frustrated mood... you will be treated like a true king no matter what you do or say... and honnestly... to me... that's probably the worst insult of it all...

Artificial Intelligence...

A... person... I... don't know... And yet... I think... About... Instead... A bit... I fit... A letter... In front of... A word... Imagine... Always... Is... R... I... P... from earth to heaven... goin' thru hell... well... life can be extremely strange... full of signs... clearly blurry... smoggy... that's why halloween... queen... crossin' stray cat... a bird hit by a truck... schmuk... a girl falls off her scooter... the baby is always crying... a pro surfer never dies... what a bunch of lies... flies... where's my tie... pie... far cry... why... be cause... shit happens... four A... rise on... oh... blue... oh... reason... that's why... people cry... born once... dead once... and the winner is... no one... minus one... equal... someone... A life... Is death... A... I...