inhabitants

And one day she finally discovered that all the people who lived in that city were in fact ducks disguised as persons. *

She started to think that probably the people of another cities could be another kind of animals too.

*so metaphoric that it thrills.

orbium

In spite that Copernicus, in the 16th century affirmed that the Earth turned around the Sun, still today - in the century XXI - we continue saying that the Sun goes out for the east and hides itself for the west.

It seems that the Sun is the only one that continues moving while the Earth is absolutely quiet.*

*what a terrible shock for the human narcissism.

rooms

she changed the white for the black.
and now she wasn't sure if she was whitening the room or if the walls were blacking her *

*english is a language to be created (I take Saussure's ideas)

**so metaphoric as usual.

circle

"...and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."

John Donne

In 1940, Ernest Hemingway wrote one of his best novels about the Spanish civil war: "For whom the bell tolls". Some years later the story was taken to the cinema. But there is no doubt that the american writer took the title of his book from that meditation of John Donne -who, by the way, was a priest-.*

*isn't it the holy circle that you are always talking about?

representation

A man approached to Picasso and said to him: "Sincerely I do not like your paintings. I do not understand them. "

-Why?, Picasso asked

-Because you do not draw the things as they really are. Your paintings do not represent them.
- And how do you think that the things are?
- Well, for example look at this photograph of my wife. My wife looks this way. You should simply draw the things as they are.
Picasso looked at the photograph of the woman and said: "Well, the truth is that for me,your wife is small enough and too snub".

*in the pic, Picasso's fingers looks huge. It makes me laugh a lot.

betrayed

"Haven`t seen you quite a while

I was down the hole just passing time

Last time we met was a low-lit room

We were as close together as a bride and groom

We ate the food, we drank the wine

Everybody having a good time

Except you

You were talking about the end of the world "

prisoner

Foucault affirms that when it passed of the big punishments on the body to a regime of imprisonment in the jail, it meant that the body was something valuable for the State -that now wanted to take advantage of it to the maximum- The passage of the punishment of the body to the soul, is what this philosopher considers to be the creation of the soul as jail of the body.*

*and the poor Plato who thought that the body was the jail of the soul... it was obvious that he didn't know the modern States.
** to punish the soul instead of the body, it must be like being in hell on Earth... (so tragic, so tragic, I know)

17

what is it possible to do in seventeen seconds? *

*it is a measure of life

map

Two lonely stars in a virtual map.
Two stars beating at the same time, in the middle of an unreal night.

I'm sure that you have seen them.

two hearts shinning for the same beat in the veins*

*Eduardo Galeano would say: "they are two by mistake that the night corrects"

dandy

Day's End , by Charles Baudelaire
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In evening as the sun goes down
She twists and dances mindlessly -
Life, in her brash effrontery.
But also, when above the town

The night has risen, charming, vast,
Blessing the hungry with its peace,
Obliterating all disgrace,
The Poet tells himself: 'At last!

My spirit, like my backbone, seems
Intent on finding its repose;
The heart so full of mournful dreams,

I'll stretch out on my weary back
And roll up in your curtains, those
Consoling comforters of black!'

*photograph taken by Nadar

sharp

to have the skill of using just one word to define each situation*

just one word...

*I should really like to have "this grace"

** or disgrace

rationalism

since the modern ages, the "effect" has use the idea of "cause" to justify itself*

*good for it!

blue

grey is turning to*

*go to the title

parasite

nobody will be able to convince me that the time is an objective stuff
exactly in this moment, time slips away so slowly that a clock will melt before another second runs

*a little watch is holding my wrist so tight with its little arms, like if its mechanical and tiny life was depending on the beating of my veins.

umbrella

to come back and notice that someone had been waiting*

*for the rain

surprise

It is like to discover that under the ground, at 5 metres from the surface existed many secret alleys that joined the city.*

*hidden connections to reduce the distance.
** running in the middle of the darkness, with a candle in the hand to get to the light of a holy room.
** *this is what my city is made for

frankfurt

german philosopher played by an old piano

*herr Adorno sounds magically meanwhile the piano analiyzes the critical theory

design

because Bauhaus is much more than a british gothic rock band

*for instance: a chair.

secret

*

cocutu

yellow

"...a sun more sun than the sun"

how would it be a sun like this?

somewhat.
Maybe it would be an extrasun or a bigsun

or probably it would be a huge sun with a planet included and a moon by its own.

but if someone asked me, I would like a lemonsun.

a juicy sun for the summers.

and we could eat ice-creams of sun during the siestas, while everybody sleep*

*surrealism is killing me, i know but i don't care.