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a room is filled with healthy strangers
all new from fiji, ireland, or some other place
with new accents, stories, and endless nights
at the hostel. they're so godamn loud and filled
with gratitudes. soon we'll be changing emails and
correspondance and mad times toghether.

and soon it will be 12 o'clock again
and the rooms will be be filled
again.

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considerando nuestra amistad tan afianzada y de puta madre; estuviera fuera de lugar pedirte a ti, amiga, que concibas un hijo mio:: siempre me pareciste medio alaja y solo son 9 meses y yo me hago cargo del resto. no lo puedo hacer solo, y no conozco otra mujer con la que me llevo tan bien como para pedirle un favor de este tipo.

mondrian though d.

Ark

( The Ark); (in the Bible) the ship built by Noah to save his family and two of every kind of animal from the Flood; Noah's ark.
• figurative a vessel or sanctuary that serves as protection against extinction.

So there you have it. The Ark. Get on it.

noon is right on the edge. on the brink of not being either morning, nor
afternoon. 12 o 'clock is an elegant hour. Mientras mas variedad puedas tener en un minuto; que en teoria es igual a los demas, pues esa es la gracia de las doce de la tarde.
ire por un cafe, o un croissant. talvez este sirviendo bife con la parrilla recien prendida. o pizza a la lenia. decisions decisions. ja' the burgouise lifestyle is a killa.
i feel love, for the first time
I can tell by the look in your eyes

La musica de esta primera mitad del mes de julio:

*A new error - Moderat. Tenia que venir desde berlin; ToolsTunes.

*Music sounds better with you - Stardust. Classic classic keepin' it real.

*SENSES ON FIRE - James Holden. una obra a su titulo; te mantiene filo por los primeros 3 minutos sin soltarte, mucho buen uso de delay, y una linea de bajo caracteristica de holden.

*Piknic Electronik - James Holden. Minuto 20 en adelante; definition of minimal. He is a pleasure delayer. And will hold on to your nervous system until he feels it's time to let you go.. "set you free" and all that stuff... Mintue 50 hp!

come through the air
we know you
don't forget
we take care of you

the revolution will not be televised
because it will not be live
it will not happen at all
dream on drima

sunday morning reflections; breakfast sin prisa::
[Joris Voorn Midori Album]
A bit of silver, a bit of Foust, a bit of everything you like in a single day. that yoghurt, with that musli with the nuts and dried fruit.
Como todas las obras de arte importantes; tu, tienes que ser construida. Como todo, como tu y yo. Y en este nosotros hay una constante de nostalgia que se intensifica cada vez mas. La exquisita nostalgia toma tiempo en desarollar. Creeme, es una de las nociones mas fuertes que tenemos. I would advice you to enjoy it; de verdad. Es un sentimiento de poder con el que hacer muchas cosas Silva, muchas buenas cosas.
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El mundo va de picada; acelerado hacia el iceberg, todos se van a hundir. No tienen escapatario; ya no a estas alturas de la imbecilidad humana. La tierra nos solia anteceder con billones de anios antes de que arribemos, y ahora, en poco tiempo [relativo a la edad de la tierra] hemos logrado que se vuelva un organismo no sustentable. Todo mamifero crea un equilibrio entre su habitat y sus necesidades primarias para la existencia. Nosotros, no. Nosotros tomamos posesion de una parcela hasta agotar sus recursos, para luego invadir otra en un ciclio destructivo repetitivo. Existe otro organismo que comparte el mismo patron de comportamiento; el virus. Y ustedes son la plaga; y como toda plaga - tendran su ciclio y luego pereceran.
Asi que abandona el barco. Es la unica manera.
Concentrate en lo que te hace feliz y productiva b.
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Todos podemos ser anarquistas. Lo unico, debes destruir dentro de ti toda ilusion que tengas sobre como crees que funciona el mundo. Amor, arte, ciencia, y placer. Olvidate de lo demas; la religion, el nacionalismo, la intelectualidad, y la economia. Porque todas esas son pro-poder no pro-humanidad. No pro-belleza.
La palabra es Estetica. Y el verdadero enfoque de un Estetico es el trabajo duro, la contemplacion, reflexion, y el placer - pero placer verdadero, no esa idea de placer que te tienen vendida sobre tener que gastar para disfrutar. Utiliza los recursos mentales y la menor cantidad de plastico para entretenerte; el Sistema detesta verte recrear.
Uno de los gran mitos que te tiene bajo control es la ideologia de que los institutos como el Estado, la Iglesia, o la Economia, son necesarios para protegerte y ayudarte a florecer. Mentira. Los unicos que se benefician son un minimo porcentaje de la crema quienes se llenan los bolsillos y las mangas de poder. La manera en la que la mayoria de personas pasan su vida, es para beneficio de alguien mas, ambos de un punto de vista intelectual como monetario. Ellos quieren que creas en Nada. Yo quiero ser Todo. Yo quiero que Tu seas Todo. Vamos amor. No hay tiempo que perder.
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domingo de peliculas. yo escogo este domingo, y tu el proximo. Christiane F vamos a ver; berlin Zoo Station (tieenes que ir amor. Estacion Central de Tren. A tomar fotos. ZooStation en Berlin) y pedimos un chino? pero no ese chino grasoso de la calle sino ese chino rico - ese que tiene sopa de aleta de tiburon y esos dumplings tan ricos.




y nos pasamos todo el dia en buzo...

silver sunshine

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there are times when you think nobody matters

but somebody does. your not looking

*** my favorite joker. Silver desktop

love punche's

loving and punching
sometimes you bring the best out of each other. all of the right colours in the perfect lighting.
but sometimes, you'll manage to tap into the darker colours; the other end of the spectrum. and that's where you lose control
you lost your cool and you lost your touch
and you try to talk after it; and there's no use, there's nothing to be
said that will calm you down

you live in an ambigous condition. a personal situation where you can see all of my colors. and you know me; my spectrum is all over the place
visceral and intense
but once and again, the message was clear - the way it was pitched; the fault. our fault
know that inner conflict is about one's one contradictory dicotomic mental states; external influences have no say in these. Something inside us, individually, is fucking rattled up and we should watch it.
take care of yourself. b

ladies and gentlemen we are floating in space.
no stop now, youv managed to come so far
let me know if we ever get there
toghether, in some casual case
of disaster,.. you and me
beautiful distater

no rush to see me soon
any time pronto ill be gone again
where there is no you
no me
no us
andあがい

[photographs removed by host: material profesional que temo sea robado por los amigos de lo ajeno.]

close friend of mine from back home. turns out to be a model now



joined with my seudo obsesssion por petit nat portman.


"all you need to make a film is a girl and a gun"
-Jean Luc Godard

kate mo***in ss

badass kid mj dancing from the homie antonio.
Courtesy of morgan

#7

talk about freedom. think restrain. think of the very things you think you love, restraining you, holding you back. think of everything you were ever told about what life should be like, think lies. Because the true freedom comes with no tie downs, no closed deals. No fifteen day a year vacations, no pension, no retiring. True freedom comes in forms of enological precedents; no money, no job; creative expression. No latest model anything, no flashy clothing, no sophisticated accessories from the capitalist meccas. Stop avoiding activity and act on your responsability, The future is ours. Liberate from the oppresing ideals of accumulating until 70 and dying dignified with your pension money. Make a real mess of a life. Restrain from the oprresing habits you have; what are 6 years but an inviolable unconscious aberration of ones habits, one's worst repetition until saciety {bis} repetition until saciety
Are you really a wanderer? Because there's an indefinite line bordering with the drifters; the no home, no purpose users, waste and residue of the macro economies. Wandering is not shifting a la deriva. "Not all who wander are lost."  
I thought about dying the other day. I came to the conclusion that im trapped in this body, and every vanal happening surrounding this body. So escaping the vessel and moving onto another made a dark kind of sense. But then i got lazy; lazy to be ga-ga again and do it all over until conscoiusness. Then i feared my punishment for desacrating existence could be to never awake. Then I told myself i'm a coward for

:::: "world" is a concept :::: modify the archetypes and learn to be you in time

# n.f.

las letras

ya no son mi caricia...

las recibo y sonrio

..escribo.. pero ya nos las sigo...

 escucho..te escucho

 siento..

y te siento

pero veo, solo al viento..

..momentos de espera

cada segundo imagino

cuantos encuentros

cuantas preguntas y vacios

pero aun asi te sigo

    existo

, solo lo visto respiro

y el resto??

 con un beso alivio

7

#7
i know im on the right track [musik] when i watch a spike lee joint and the soundtrack matches my playlists.

we are soldiers
others, the others will never have the nerve,
it is up to us to kick in the doors, to brake down the walls
of opression, of lies, of deception

sometimes its right to do the wrong thing.
dont jump for a quick fix
embrace your pain

i gave you a street marker. have you done any tags? do you even have a tag?
LET'S MAKE A TAG. its like your branding everywhere you go. someday we'll bump into each others tags and it'll be dope.

as men, you must the things you gotta do to become a man

#4

#4
choose anywhere on anything.
choose the city you dream of suceeding in, get a part-time job, apply your money making schemes, make some cash and do your thing. its really that easy. poof like that.

i gain no deeper knowledge of myself.
we are un unstoppable crew.


you live in a moment where everything you ever wanted to watch, hear, and read, is at the tip of your fingertips, for free.
you live in a moment where amidst all of the before mentioned, you get bored. bored because your out, bored because your hangin' low.
you need to be your own best friend and start hanging out with the the post mortem crew.

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#3

#3
lighten up; its not so bad
cut your hair, go lite
clean your desk. you'll feel less crowded
draw a fantasy cartoon
shoot something that makes you happy
learn something your an absolute rookie for
bake something worth eating
today your leaving, tonight you'll be gone
i'll be in our old bed; love stain inside out

“Sound is conceived neither as an effect nor as a substance,
but rather as a coming-into-being and a temporal extension.
What is conceived as coming-into-being is becoming but not
yet is. Just as a house or a ship and other multitudinous things
that are in a state of becoming are not said to be. So then,
sound is nothing. But now since there is no sound, neither is
there a note, which was said to be a fall of sound on one pitch.
Since there is no note, neither has a musical interval been
established nor consonance nor melody nor the genera derived
from this. Because of this, there is no music…”
— Sextus Empiricus, Against the Musicians

dont be pathetic. dont depend off things in order to survive.
you are all you need. x and you.

#16

and this is what i come home to::

no girl. she;s picked up her things while i was away

my roomates kicked my door in and subletted my flat

leaving me with 4 days and all of my things 

storred away in garbage bags in the garage

if one would ever wonder for disastrous vengative

aggresive violent behaviour, these are the kind of

antecedents to a happening of that nature

dont push me cause im close to the edge

im trying not to loose my head

way to strike a jab from Mr. Feil; right on the chin, amidst K.O.

pain is pleasure

#16

23 de abril de 2010
hoy me dan por coguerme una jeringa y llenarla un poco con tu sangre; retasos de tu saliva y algo algo de esa agua que corre por tus venas; y en mis venas inyectarme esa estupidez y que se me suba a la cabeza y no puedo controlar los bordes de ti::: asi al menos no me pasara como hoy dia cuando te tengo insesante alla arriba sin llegar nunca al bajon.
un viento hijueputa me arranca de vos.
get rid of your body and fly.
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but the sound he made made everything around him

morning cartoons

Sent:	Sat 4/24/10 4:41 AM
To:	j_molestina@hotmail.com

Estoy extremadamente drogada ahorita. Acabo de volver de un rave donde me contrataron para hacer banderas y poner carita buena. yo puse una mala y me diverti.. las banderas ahora son parte de mi. fueron quienes me dieron plata en los semaforos colombianos. jajaj ahora son un alguien. oye. [] creo que si. me acuerdo que tu cocinaste algo. papas con algo jaja. no se. solo se que te extrano. parece que me voy para uruguay o argentina. que haces ahoritA no se ni que hora sera alla. aca las 11 y 38. estoy en cumbaya. cerca de tu antiguo depar. ya mismo subo a callejear por ahi.. nio por la zona.la zona vale verga. hay. no se que me pasa pero senti una ansiedad de escribirte. repito. me encuentro muy drogada. ganas de drogarme en ti.

chao. ya me llaman... me voy..

lindo.

#15

es imperativo que sepas hasta donde puede uno llegar. ensalada de frutos del bosque embarrado encima del uno al otro. y de alli comer y comernos mutuamente eternamente.
rico

#14

somos narcoticos el uno para el otro.
"porque no apsiras para algo mejor; mas sano?"
pero no; me sonrio en el mischief de el sentimiento de voluntad que involucra conquistar-te.
hacerse falta o necesitarse cronicamente? dolor es placer
tomorrow, tomorrow comes today
todo el mundo piense que nos hacemos danios,
y que el dolor de sus peticiones se vuelvan
aire, aire para ti aire para mi
porque nada mas hace falta
de: a de veras for real

#13

no hay nada mejor que casa

there's nothing worth dying for

#f

construir nuevos patrones
vivir el día a día, proyectar mis ilusione
sincerandome conmigo mismo
perdonando mis acciones al espejo, hayo el reflejo

nubes de espejo, tortuosas
derrotadas por la fuerza de la brisa,fresca y hermosa

en rima, en prosa, hombre nuevo
el si del universo en el camino plantando un verso

verso con verso vientre por vientre
la madre gesta puesta con cariño por ti que vienes

de mis adentros del infinito
allí donde nacen los pensamientos yo te visito

te encuentro cuando estoy tranquilo
en un rincon profundo de mi mente, latiendo bien fuerte 


la ceniza en el piso
el hipopotamo con el principito
volando y nadando a la vez
byron bay, y juliana
hermanas de sangre, hermanas en pluma
live it up
hablando murmurando, entendiendo antiguas amistades
otras almas 
t s elliot y dostoyevsky
te llaman te llaman tu telefono de deja de sonar
y neelix y groundation
y ese puto rap que tanto detestas 
y los skypes en la maniana con completos extranios
y las cartas que van y vienen llenos de drama y de mentiras
y el bush
perderme todo un dia en una playa con "calsonsillo y gafas!"
y dormir en la playa sin techo, techo de estrellas y buenos suenios
y viajar en auto tanto tiempo, cuanto tiempo?
cuando vienes, te espero para enseniarte mi ciudad


la tuya mola, mucho mucho, pero el frio tiene su encanto, ya veras...
y desayunamos en mis sitios
y fumamos en mi balconsito
y pintamos en mis paredes
for wandering no es a la deriva 

#5

#5

its solitude. a lonely inhabitad place.

its solitude that cannot be sublimed by you

by your family

by your few friends; living or dead

i cannot define it... but it grows every day for the past weeks

i can see it in my face every morning

i can feel in my self every day

this as the entry sentiment towards artistic freedom; or artistic doom [perspective] {hopper}

you will be alone forever in this sentiment

but theres a way out {yorke}

in creation.

para mi hermanita mas querida, la pequenia mandalita que anda flipando por alla::

that time when you couldnt identify with anything; you cant relate to your parents, or your [alleged] friends, or your girl
you wanted new surroundings, and new dreams, and new ideas, new people and new things...
i dont really know, because now i am very alone, and the artist must really be alone, and being alone is a painful thing, and maybe thats the price to pay to compensate when you give your things...
because the very loneliness you wanted to get over, gets compelled into work, and more loneliness, and isolation...
and you sitll end up with that thought, that one person is [going to be] incoindictionally there::
i dont know but its a long way home...
society glorifies the criminal, glorifies the violence; and undignifies the artist.

#2

i owe myself some sort of understanding. the least i can do for being blessed with extra-consciousness. today, everyday, a new reflection, hopefully, revolutionary and anarchic.

::influential material::

see, whatever the medium, there are things out there who have the power to influence you.

influence your thought processes and subsequently everything around your mind from their on. It epicenters in the roots and expands accelerated in every direction; in every aspect of your life. influence

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#1

the sentiment is unique.

absolute liberation from the oprresing forces; whether military or domestic, agressive/ introverted, oppression comes in shapes and forms that you would never question.

fight back. fight hard.

normal people will fight until they hit a stone wall. like a raging bull, the limits and boundaries put aside on him, limit him endlessly.

but what of the bull who sees beyond the wooden stable, and chooses to leap through? And produces caos when he tries, when he chooses the unexpected, the uncommon decision?

For me, that is the true bull; the bull outside the stable, the bull outside the box.

i fucking dare you to do the same. to look at the stone wall in its cold imperfection and brake loose. there's no time to lose.

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