surrealist

i had a dream that i saw dali

with a supermarket trolley*

*he was trying to throw his arms around a girl

introduce

this is me,

a contradiction on two legs*

*

price

you can eat my eye if you want

i still have another one*

*odin lost one of his eyes and got the wisdom

revol(ver)(ution)

"Revolution does not mean torrents of blood, the taking of the Winter Palace, and so on. Revolution means a radical transformation of society's institutions. In this sense, I certainly am a revolutionary." *

Cornelius Castoriadis

* i subscribe

non-plus

blake

"The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom."*

*i suspected it was this way

vuonderin

vuer is mai maind?*

*where?

starlight

*mellon

**what a big head for such a small body!

cannibal

i could say: i'm gonna eat your heart tonight

yeah, i'm gonna eat your heart tonight and throw the rests of it to the dogs

i could say or write it, but i won't

i'll just think about it and keep it like a secret*

*ups, i guess i made a mistake

honesty

don't get close to me, i'm a match today.

and if you don't want to feel the flames climbing from your legs to your hair, stay far away from me

i can't give you any light today

all i can do is burn your head

and probably fry your brain*

*cheap poetry is my speciality.

**i'm so romantic, i know it (?)

logic

stop talking about the logic in semiotic
there is no logic at all when we are talking about "the meaning"

nothing can be more arbitrary and conventional than a language*

*i'msofastandfurioustoday

weather

and i was thinking: if it is sunday but it is raining, wouldn't we have to change the name of the day and call it rainday?
so i could say: "i'll go to visit you on sunday or probably on rainday, because the weather is changing (as so many other things) you know, but i'm going to visit you anyway. all i have to do is check the forecast before going out". *

*this picture was taken from a plane, there is a sun, but it wasn't sunday. it was on monday, but how odd: there wasn't a moon at all.

* i'm having conspicuous thoughts these days (how intellectual)

sugar

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ok, i'll say it: i'm a sleepwalker.

but not a common one. i just wake up during the nights because i need to eat something sweet: chocolate cake, ice-cream, cookies, lollipops, whatever.

the point is that -as a typical sleepwalker- i have no idea about what i do when i wake up, but apparently i go straight to the place where i can find the sweet things i need, for instance: the fridge.

i guess that i won't have any problem while i stay inside my home.

but i feel a little worry because probably, one night i will open the door and i'll start walking for the streets, and maybe a gentle policeman will find me in the park, trying to suck the eye of that statue that seems pretty sweet to me *

*how tragic

preromantic

*i want a lot today

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