Monday, November 14, 2005
What if you waite and heared, waiting to hear the first problem, then tell the problem to wait and here, and tell it to tell that?
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
If as i speak, my language creates me, i would have to say, that here whomever i am;
digo soy mexicano, con tendencia a escribirle más al libreton a la gabacha,
i pretend to be god, or doggy writter which maybe masturbates himself around fame around words a round of ball touching keyboard.
But somehow i am unkwon, its already one o´clock -the watch on my wrist doesnt work. and in any case- which means anyway o everyhow- i came to justify myself for nothing, for doing something -which is nothing- from nothing -which is something.
Some obsesive simetry which I have, I became a mosnter, I am resting my back as a hunchback as I write, and this stupid tendency to tell the truth.
Remembre my advice (I am talking to you who doesn´t exist) you would need to have a likeness for pain, somehow agree on suffering, some forze you resist, your own weight at least.
digo soy mexicano, con tendencia a escribirle más al libreton a la gabacha,
i pretend to be god, or doggy writter which maybe masturbates himself around fame around words a round of ball touching keyboard.
But somehow i am unkwon, its already one o´clock -the watch on my wrist doesnt work. and in any case- which means anyway o everyhow- i came to justify myself for nothing, for doing something -which is nothing- from nothing -which is something.
Some obsesive simetry which I have, I became a mosnter, I am resting my back as a hunchback as I write, and this stupid tendency to tell the truth.
Remembre my advice (I am talking to you who doesn´t exist) you would need to have a likeness for pain, somehow agree on suffering, some forze you resist, your own weight at least.
