2009 mesures

Ingredients


- 1/4 tsp. of hope on world economics

- 8 cups of love for friends

- 10 cups of love for the family (could be substituted by partners or tutors)

- 1/2 tbs. of faith in human nature

- 1/4 cup of hunger for wisdom

- 3 bars of stupidity to chew on (and spit on later on the mix)

- never ending creativity to taste.

Instructions

Mix in the huge bowl of self and stir all year long.

Bienvenidos todos damas, perros y extraños a la muestra de la mujer al desnudo!
Veremos sangre y pelos, anhelos y señales y sobre todo una particula que repele el placer!
Llegar a joderse el caco con los artilugios de este personaje Si que vale la pena.
Se respira bajo el agua
se corta grama
se pulen uñas

"Caballeros, les avisamos que con mucha cautela toquen su pelo" - podria ponerse violenta
y niños... NO LA ALIMENTEN.

Bienvenidos al show que nunca acabara en sonrisas; al sutil engaño de los siglos y los siglos AMEN de que la mujer es ser y no esclava de esta suciedad pardon me tan cojonuda.

Para bailar la bamba sin chicas, y observar un ballet torturoso lleno de cotorras; women as entertainment es sinonimo de cadenas, de show, de querer ser otra cosa y no si mismo, misma... VES? todo va en masculino. Me vale madre lo que digan/ yo casi me largo de este circo.

new

curving the fingers, toes a toll of a million blueprints.
me, before creation. a dusty hollow piece of mirror; the exact image of desire, content, betrayal.
the more i see, less i understand the thousand questions that burn my head. Fenicios? Arqueologo? Mago? Dios.

Becoming a pattern completed by the common thoughts of the human sphere. The upcoming relationship between what im made of, and who they want me to me. It's the original sin we all need to look past and bury. No need to twirl & screem.

New World, Old Mistakes. God have mercy.

max

el fin de una era se antepone a los ritmos de tus piernas.

mis labios, osiosos tocan el borde de tus dedos y tus palmas abiertas pintan en mi, estelas humedas, cubiertas de libertad.

"ahora señor" daremos tumbos en busca de mi ombligo y,

encontraremos de casualidad mis caderas.

tus ojos, sonreiran como siempre conmigo y reiremos hasta que desintegre el ocaso.

la caida del sol dara inicio a ese rito antiguo que a nosotros nos suena a campanas y bailaremos tendidos de hilos de plata que oscilan del cielo a las almas.

Usted Señor, ha hecho de esta niña enamorada, todo un espectaculo de luces, y le aviso que sus manos, - si amor, tus manos - llenas de cruda sangre, y pelos y leche y sal y hormiguitas anfibias, son y hacen amor y torturas.

im shredding the bones of leisure and combing the heat of the moment.
no mental exhaustion to physical reactions and enviromental causes. PAUSE.

deep lava bursts inside of me and i question the source of politics as a current event.
black or white, female, shemale?

"what's the story behind apartheid, segregation?" concludes the night with a comfty taste of gin & rum.

disassociation... ask Bob Dylan, im sure he'll be glad to explain

champs

that fact that she didnt notice the huge chunks of B.S falling from his mouth appalled me and spaced the fuck out of my neurons.

he walked through and inmediately raised hell with his eyes. sadistic. catastrophic looks on eva's part-time sisters screened the rotten porcelain Zeus Abs; he was honey gold and stingy flies could catch him.

she exhales, he swifts the look. no more respect for the sake of that THAN' they call relationship. WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME? WHY'D YOU HAVE TO CHEAT?

sneaky son of a bitch smurks. merci beaucoup for triggering my soul.

BANG BANG

deal's off. and she walks - never runs - to the nearest toilette.

pionono arrollado

el azucar debe disolverse por completo. - cuando llueve es mejor _ y DALE con esas vainas.
Hoy es un dia normal, not a normal out of the world math class nummed my hears con un salgade clasesporfavorseniorita that made my day a whole.

erruptions, no celphone coverage and a new bump in diet trends with some new escape.
Earth, im feeling earthy, worthy, fucking alwayzz going with the flow. its sick. I learned im an earth sign, could you believe this?



me
who am
out of this
WORLD

MOMMA EARTH

Should be offended.
I disintegrate moving the keys in front of my eyes, between my hot fingers pouring the smoke from creation in the process.

My Own Discovery. i DEASSOCIATE when i smoke. With the feeling i levitate hardly above sea level, weather..whatever moves your boat I just worget what i was saying, as a matter of fact i just did.

And he's right here. next to me. making me feel stupid for not doing anything US. together as a number 1 . He wont even notice im doing this. fuck, a joint. SSSSSSSSSSCAAAPE. reing over me rain (YES, I JUST MADE IT RHYME) and purr like a pouring cat on me. you loved it, i know.