[no title # 49]
Let the blood run, while the world screams, look at his eyes, savoring their fears, do not let anyone get out alive
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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Cosmonaut
"We were just you and me ... us 2 in a known place, a place where we lived,
Now you're surrounded by people, happy and smiling singing along with your imagination and live your new life. A life in which I can not exist.
my heart still beating? That is the question I think after my visor, that is the question I whisper your decision and I stand by without knowing the reason.
The truth is not to say or at least feeling, just pass the time and distance between 2 measured in light years, I'm just too far And my name as I can ... if only you were one who screamed.
your heart still beating?
I'm fine ... I think, confused and desperate, but really I'm fine. It's just that every time I listen to the same tune, I feel less what I was feeling and contradicts the heart, for the reason you do not know that my love does not depend on you, and I do not understand my ...
... there was a cosmonaut who knew for sure that her destiny was to reach the stars, fought and won and went beyond the sky, the blue sky and penetrate the shadows was, only from above you see, at this time see you ; only from above understood that the stars were in his head and turned his back to space and you, far below, alone, alone, without understanding or knowing, I cry.
are tears that you will cherish today and you do not know that you see without looking that you just simply close your eyes ...
orbiting your love, without letting it touch or just wandering around without gravity. Late
my heart? "It was
anything you take me to the truth, the 2 we were just in the past, one thought, as a pluperfect really do not understand, that just use it without caring nothing more, but you know what happened? know when you see it?
That was the turning point ... Hence began his lonely night. there began crying illiterate, its tailspin-
Today only wanted to remind you, I tried to write the reality, but you gave me more.
If only for today but not last the morning, but then I say you is not worth it but it hurts the soul ...
my heart still beats.
"We were just you and me ... us 2 in a known place, a place where we lived,
Now you're surrounded by people, happy and smiling singing along with your imagination and live your new life. A life in which I can not exist.
my heart still beating? That is the question I think after my visor, that is the question I whisper your decision and I stand by without knowing the reason.
The truth is not to say or at least feeling, just pass the time and distance between 2 measured in light years, I'm just too far And my name as I can ... if only you were one who screamed.
your heart still beating?
I'm fine ... I think, confused and desperate, but really I'm fine. It's just that every time I listen to the same tune, I feel less what I was feeling and contradicts the heart, for the reason you do not know that my love does not depend on you, and I do not understand my ...
... there was a cosmonaut who knew for sure that her destiny was to reach the stars, fought and won and went beyond the sky, the blue sky and penetrate the shadows was, only from above you see, at this time see you ; only from above understood that the stars were in his head and turned his back to space and you, far below, alone, alone, without understanding or knowing, I cry.
are tears that you will cherish today and you do not know that you see without looking that you just simply close your eyes ...
orbiting your love, without letting it touch or just wandering around without gravity. Late
my heart? "It was
anything you take me to the truth, the 2 we were just in the past, one thought, as a pluperfect really do not understand, that just use it without caring nothing more, but you know what happened? know when you see it?
That was the turning point ... Hence began his lonely night. there began crying illiterate, its tailspin-
Today only wanted to remind you, I tried to write the reality, but you gave me more.
If only for today but not last the morning, but then I say you is not worth it but it hurts the soul ...
my heart still beats.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
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would die in the streets, in the rain ...
So the water would carry my blood, where feelings are, and lose senido, I would like to know what it feels to die, maybe then we'd know what it feels like to live.
If bullets were rain, and lead were the clouds, I asphalt to be able to enjoy the heat, the earth, to people running to hide, hug the floor while screaming with pain and anguish. Haber
if so learn to value their life, and stop being the bastards they are. Desolate
So the water would carry my blood, where feelings are, and lose senido, I would like to know what it feels to die, maybe then we'd know what it feels like to live.
If bullets were rain, and lead were the clouds, I asphalt to be able to enjoy the heat, the earth, to people running to hide, hug the floor while screaming with pain and anguish. Haber
if so learn to value their life, and stop being the bastards they are. Desolate
Saturday, October 17, 2009
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the rain. Untitled
I find myself, perhaps to die without feeling quisera to stop looking, I do not want to see the rain fall, my thoughts are my own murderers, now I just have to wait for my old friend.
Where are you, I have no time to talk to you know you take me where my destiny calls us, now just tell me where are you? Breathless
raise my hand to light a cigarette, I should have never learned to think would have been better if it had eyes, now there is only the end of my chapter.
As life ends by turning to the blade.
Where are you, I have no time to talk to you know you take me where my destiny calls us, now just tell me where are you? Breathless
raise my hand to light a cigarette, I should have never learned to think would have been better if it had eyes, now there is only the end of my chapter.
As life ends by turning to the blade.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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Perdoname Lie Heart
I do not understand what happened, I know what happens to you, just feel the heat in my chest, growing anger and pain coming, I have only your ungrateful excuses, your voice off that kills me and kill me.
I have only memories of their own, because it seems that you do not enough, it will be that you forgot, you do not care or ever will matter?
And I fear for what happens if one of these days you find what you're singing, but I'm tired and hurt, coerced, mute and crippled, I look like a clown who laughs and cries, that with the audience dancing and before you crumbles ... but the truth do not cry, nor disarmed me, and I laughed, not charm you, the truth is that just before you want to be and you're the only one of me going, they all call me and ask me, me me laugh and dance with me hope and plan, but you refuse, you are still warm and walk away.
And I feel like that day, a month ago and a little more and I feel like so many nights now I doubt if you remember. I can not feel close, but many times it is done, and no matter the distance, but only the wish and desire that you want and desire that if you tempt me, and I never forget, I die for you ... if not 3 or 4 or are more are my wishes, but what is it that no genius, give me some comfort.
and understand me when writing this, although your bells will ring and find answered your telegram, which you do not want to hurt you, it's only for redeeming, that although I it hurts but I still love you and want to see me I will not keep on dreaming.
dificl That I understand it, I understand the loneliness that you felt that I will not look like a victim but appeasing what lit.
And I hope you will not hurt, I do not want your life diicl ... tansolo I have wanted to love you but not recive your absence and let you hurt me every time I call, and burning me remind cmabiado seeing what we like now and tomorrow I'll be sleepy, reteneindote in my dreams, afraid of waking .
And I miss you more now and I remember your talk ... I am a sentimental, yes, I am one who does not want to change, one that does not leave you, that just wants love.
I do not understand what happened, I know what happens to you, just feel the heat in my chest, growing anger and pain coming, I have only your ungrateful excuses, your voice off that kills me and kill me.
I have only memories of their own, because it seems that you do not enough, it will be that you forgot, you do not care or ever will matter?
And I fear for what happens if one of these days you find what you're singing, but I'm tired and hurt, coerced, mute and crippled, I look like a clown who laughs and cries, that with the audience dancing and before you crumbles ... but the truth do not cry, nor disarmed me, and I laughed, not charm you, the truth is that just before you want to be and you're the only one of me going, they all call me and ask me, me me laugh and dance with me hope and plan, but you refuse, you are still warm and walk away.
And I feel like that day, a month ago and a little more and I feel like so many nights now I doubt if you remember. I can not feel close, but many times it is done, and no matter the distance, but only the wish and desire that you want and desire that if you tempt me, and I never forget, I die for you ... if not 3 or 4 or are more are my wishes, but what is it that no genius, give me some comfort.
and understand me when writing this, although your bells will ring and find answered your telegram, which you do not want to hurt you, it's only for redeeming, that although I it hurts but I still love you and want to see me I will not keep on dreaming.
dificl That I understand it, I understand the loneliness that you felt that I will not look like a victim but appeasing what lit.
And I hope you will not hurt, I do not want your life diicl ... tansolo I have wanted to love you but not recive your absence and let you hurt me every time I call, and burning me remind cmabiado seeing what we like now and tomorrow I'll be sleepy, reteneindote in my dreams, afraid of waking .
And I miss you more now and I remember your talk ... I am a sentimental, yes, I am one who does not want to change, one that does not leave you, that just wants love.
Friday, September 18, 2009
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I do not believe even half of your 72
Why change what was achieved
and I thought you and walked
excited I showed everything I had , I gave everything
do not hide nor my dignity and I look
walking, limping, and with nothing in my pockets
and you answer me as you do not know who to talk
You reminded me that that value is dependent
others and there is nothing that causes more pain
know that it is possible to forget
know you'll see, maybe in 6 MECES
I hope that most, but now you're a man down
one less to trust
I do not understand and do not want to waste more of my pain
in wait, if you really going to change
cruel, selfish, pompous ... not going to change.
mind as I prefer, just before I shut up. Frustration
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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he killed, he killed them, with tears pointed to one corner, where my mother used to sit to smoke a cigar while reading a novel by Gustav Flauber.
All that remains of my mother are his memories, the hatred that came from my father, while watching his accomplishments alone, but never watch reality, I never wanted to look into their eyes, I knew I could die, My life will never returned to be the same after that night.
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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Frustration
a word not stand it anymore, when I remember your injustice and despotic act.
tired of the same, tired to endure, to bear the deep displeasure that generates me your ego-centridad.
Bravo, anger, anger ... hatred.
Goodbye, I do not want more
tired of the same, tired to endure, to bear the deep displeasure that generates me your ego-centridad.
Bravo, anger, anger ... hatred.
Goodbye, I do not want more
Monday, July 13, 2009
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Life is a story.
Everyday become monotonous, waking up to the foot push bed, removing hair from the face, look in the mirror and see the person I've become, and from the moment you feel the water hit your nose and you think you are immersed in the sea, losing his eyesight and all that wise fades as your hands lose weight and think you're dreaming.
And what if life is written by a man with a withered hand?
"Little by little, life loses meaning, I just keep sitting there waiting for someone to stumble"
Everyday become monotonous, waking up to the foot push bed, removing hair from the face, look in the mirror and see the person I've become, and from the moment you feel the water hit your nose and you think you are immersed in the sea, losing his eyesight and all that wise fades as your hands lose weight and think you're dreaming.
And what if life is written by a man with a withered hand?
"Little by little, life loses meaning, I just keep sitting there waiting for someone to stumble"
Friday, July 10, 2009
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Saturday, July 4, 2009
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Thursday, June 25, 2009
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I Killed a man
I Killed a man dreams
i ripped historical historical
i choke i drain soul His blood
i ate i smelled
historical historical tears Fears His Life
i broke
i killed a man
i Sold His hands
i His smile
i stole His lungs choked
i killed a man.
That man, ... was my shadow.
I Killed a man dreams
i ripped historical historical
i choke i drain soul His blood
i ate i smelled
historical historical tears Fears His Life
i broke
i killed a man
i Sold His hands
i His smile
i stole His lungs choked
i killed a man.
That man, ... was my shadow.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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Maybe ... Soulless
This will be the first time do not write a story.
A good friend told me that if I knew, would believe that the person writing this blog has problems.
I answered, just write with metaphors.
Life is just a metaphor, is like a memory that has no end, until the moment you open your eyes stop and think, maybe ... I never thought about becoming famous, or even want to imagine, I prefer to die as anyone to become an egocentric bastard.
The most important question ...
What is your dream?
's not something you dream about and only stays in your mind, if not something you've always wanted to be, or do but never has been, or ever will do it.
Write 3 things you accomplished, you want to achieve that role do avientalo a plane and a building, you fly to wherever, but went so far as you want it to arrive.
This will be the first time do not write a story.
A good friend told me that if I knew, would believe that the person writing this blog has problems.
I answered, just write with metaphors.
Life is just a metaphor, is like a memory that has no end, until the moment you open your eyes stop and think, maybe ... I never thought about becoming famous, or even want to imagine, I prefer to die as anyone to become an egocentric bastard.
The most important question ...
What is your dream?
's not something you dream about and only stays in your mind, if not something you've always wanted to be, or do but never has been, or ever will do it.
Write 3 things you accomplished, you want to achieve that role do avientalo a plane and a building, you fly to wherever, but went so far as you want it to arrive.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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CelosÃa
Lattice
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The view through the straws is totally straight.
So the distance you are located
So the distance you are located
observers of the lattice as the moves made
determine what will be seen through.
If visual contact is established between two people close to the lattice
through vision will see a fragment of
another very small and totally isolated,
large as the pupil of the eye.
If instead one is very close and the other
away, it you can see more surface further away, the face and body
filtered by the straws. The qualities of this vision
are ethereal, atomic, cathode: amazing.
If visual contact is established between two people close to the lattice
through vision will see a fragment of
another very small and totally isolated,
large as the pupil of the eye.
If instead one is very close and the other
away, it you can see more surface further away, the face and body
filtered by the straws. The qualities of this vision
are ethereal, atomic, cathode: amazing.
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Drinking straws / 200x130x20 Cm.
Drinking straws / 200x130x20 Cm.
The Vision through the straws is totally straight. That
The distance from the Observers Are
the screen, as well as the Movement That They will produce determinate
What is seen through. If two people ESTABLISH
eye contact-through the lattice
very close When They Are They Will Be Able to see to
very isolated area, small like the pupil
of the eye. If for the contrary, someone stays close
and the other one walks back further and further will
see more and more surface through, the face,
the whole body. The qualities of the vision through
are ethereal, atomical and cathodical: really unexpected.
Its whole beauty can not be appreciated in a photograph.
The distance from the Observers Are
the screen, as well as the Movement That They will produce determinate
What is seen through. If two people ESTABLISH
eye contact-through the lattice
very close When They Are They Will Be Able to see to
very isolated area, small like the pupil
of the eye. If for the contrary, someone stays close
and the other one walks back further and further will
see more and more surface through, the face,
the whole body. The qualities of the vision through
are ethereal, atomical and cathodical: really unexpected.
Its whole beauty can not be appreciated in a photograph.
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Cuadro insonorizador
foam qualities reminiscent of an abstract painting.
has a dual function of isolating the house from neighbors
noisy and is an attractive picture to look at.
Soundproof foam and frame / 100x200 cm.
The Qualities of Soundproof foam remind of an abstract work.
It has a double function. It isolated the noisy room from
Neighbours and it is an atractive to look at work.
Detail
Memory Access Violation Contact Tally
Mesa area spherical cube
cube planes are circular. For this reason
depends on point of view looks like a sphere.
contains the cube, the sphere and the triangle.
Wood / Variable dimensions
The plans of the cube Are circular. For this reason
Depending On Which point of view you look at the
spherical It Seems table.
It contains the cube, the sphere and the triangle.
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Stool moves
are the positive and negative. The string is the mold
Plaster Frame.
Rope and plaster / Variable dimensions
This Are the positive and the negative. The rope is
the plaster cast of the piece.
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Vela cold soup
soup as it cools the surface hardens.
When heated becomes liquid again.
Wax, spoon and plate / Variable dimensions
gets cold When STI Soup Becomes solid surface.
When you warm it up again it Becomes liquid.
Ready to Be Eaten.
Ready to Be Eaten.
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Watch
variables To view the clock depends on a surface
static. If we take the quiet surface
can not tell time with safety.
Something is in motion because something else is
still. Lateral view of the clock.
Various materials / Variable dimensions
To know the time the clock depends on a static
surface. If we remove it we CAN NOT say the time
with security. Because Something is in Movement
Something else is static. Lateral vision of the clock.
Detail
Monica Roccaforte Free Clip
clock drift
drift time, the boats go around
on the same axle, lost.
Paper ships and clock / 35x35x3 Cm.
Adrift time, turning around ships Are on the Same
axis, lost.
Detail
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