Magical.Numbers

Hey Boy what's the matter with you?-girl asks

I exist and I am human- I answer

It is getting surreal here, more than that..It is getting annoying..from every single angle..

Dream you another time until the point I bleed my brain out

Of course I want to, but you are too way too absurd

Are you feeling ok? girl asks again

No, Im still breathing human air- I answer

Talk to me- Girl Implore

You never talk back- I said

Touch yourself, maybe you will find true love

Imagine you alone as you really are

Nonsense its everywhere, but you just ignore it

I will obligate you to kiss me- Girl declare

That's your problem..- I respond

Are you sure?- Girl asks

Not of you- I answer

nonsense.motion

Now I can understand or at least I can realize about how absurdity totally works.. watch and listen you will get it..it is everywhere you can actually feel it in your flesh, seeping through your body, reaching your nerves making you think about stupidity and how because the absurdity of somebody, you get infected, and you feel the strange and obligated necessity of responding the same way..

Why do we expect and imagine things but we become absorbed by the need of being absurd?

Why we have to resort to silence at the point it becomes annoying?

Absurdity we all are filled with this magical feature,ones more than other, thats for sure..

Tonight I felt the irksome of absurdity in one of his infinite forms..and Im still feeling it..and it is starting to pissing me off

Thunder

Are we afraid of what? are we expecting something or are we thinking about expecting something?

I know havent written a solid text but no ones reads anyways..

Tonight I feel nothing

lie.cut.lie

should one build hopes up or no? should one trust people ones always trust? should one act against destiny or along with it?

should one expect something to happend or should one make things actually happen?

I work the nerv?

but how to put everything on practice?

if real live it is not even close as we imagine! 

Again.Kiss

Havent you realize that all my post are almost the same length?

And that flux post it is just an example of how my mind is working how Im really thinking..for be more specific  that post it's just a window to show you how you could find yourself inside my brain while Im thoughtful..with some nonsense but you got to get the concept even if the idea and the way I develop it, is pretty disorganize..get inside you will be surprise

Flux

10h15 pm..My mind its just about to explode and kill me..now Im inspired almost enough to write my mind..carefully of course..

It's a night of music and lyrics that seem to talk about the day you had..its kinda creepy..I have too much in mind actually have been like 3-4 days Im being so freaking thoughtful that it seems almost that it could kill me anytime..tonight I realize that Im missing something..or maybe someone..already..

However I should no write about personal stuff I promised I think..

again today Time is still the enemy...today I felt trapped..and Im still feel...and music, music its a great way to confuse you more and to inspire you in such a confusing way..you can even organize your mind..but changing the subject..as a curious fact..in less than 4 days there's been a numerous airplane accidents,it creeps out a little bit..

But that is not the main point of all this unread post..the main point its the despair one feels as the time goes by..and that carpe diem idea, it is just not there to help you, even if written everywhere,but nobody thinks about the good bad or non consequence of this idea.. I just hate the idea of carpe diem..I wish it could be the time I wanted the unlimited tieme I want sometimes..carpe diem does not help you..today you could smile but tomorrow you would cry all the smile of the day before dont you think? It is how life works and it sucks sometimes..Unfortunately we have to get use to that and have the nerv of the carpe diem

Political.Enterprise.Of.Dreams

Even if the title seems to introduce a possible interesting argument to read..a nice critic of our world..It wont..It's just a Title like the name of a song that beyond of an attractive title has an entirely different form and shape..I just feel like writing... there's not to much to do here..Im just wasting my time rather than to make the most of it useful!..

It is only 8h48 right now, and it feels like 3 am..It is pretty dark and quite outside.. and I just wrote something that I thought took me hours instead of a few long minutes.. 

I've been thinking about writing about more personal and specifics facts related to my present live, but I really think its lame...many people do that..

I could talk about my vision or even about politics subject that I totally like..But too many people do so and Im frankly tired of so many speeches about how the world could be a better place..We know HOW..we should do and not to tell just everybody desperately..

Im just writing randomly.

System.Out

It's been a while since my last post..even if Im not known to anybody..Im not read by anybody...Im just an alone, bored, ignored blogger..who write just to put his stress down..

I know I've been writing about personal stuff nobody reads but nobody would read even if I write about anything else dont you think?

Im back from my long journey in NYC..I wish I could stayed forever though..

Now Im back..here in my disgusting city wishing time and luck to be with me during my dream to get out of this filthy place and no longer return..

But of course those are just goals and dreams I strongly aspire..but the road its too dificult and sometimes I feel like I could not realize anything I dream for..

I feel like Im too alone in my way..Im too pessimistic..Im always been..

maybe Im just heavily discouraged about the fact that I've been growing in a place lead by a crazy and hateful president who with the help of a few privileged robbers and criminals eagers of money to try to beauty their disgusting and hog faces, have been taking away so many possibility to success within young people who desire to prepare themselves to fight the future, we now have to pursuit this desire of success  outside of our motherland or surrounded by the idea of believe in what our great leader and his very closest and thirsty money followers and of course the enormous mass of ignorant and as well hateful people who is totally drunk by this surreal charisma full of obvious lies our leader have, Idea to can at least give you the chance of having a unsuccessful job to live the way our political elite would desire..