thing certain in this life, you never know what I have here man
I have time, to know if you dream ends in something. Do not worry, no more, crazy because this is when the hours down, day without sunshine is glass; down, the night hides your voice. And besides, you know the sun, slowly also you can find the moon.
Old Oak Road, shake your leaves always something. Nena, how good you look in your eyes when it does not matter if the hours down, and the day feel to die down, the night is cloudy without end. And besides, you're the sun, slowly also you can be the moon. Bajan
"My conclusion is, in short, that not only the great men, but those that rise, however slightly above the average level, and are able to say something new, are, by nature, and even inevitably criminals. If they were not, it would be difficult to escape the routine. Do not want to stay in it, and I do not think you should do (...) Men can be divided in general and according to the order of nature, into two categories: a lower, that of ordinary individuals, ie the flock whose sole mission is to reproduce beings like themselves, and an upper, that of the real men who like to leave hear in their environment 'new words'. The first category is composed of conservative men, wise, living in obedience, because that obedience of love. And I think that they are obliged to obey, then this is your role in life and they see nothing demeaning in performance. In the second category, missing all the laws, or at least all tend to rape by all means. Naturally, the crimes committed by them are relative and diverse. In most cases, these men claim, with different formulas, the destruction of the established order in favor of a better world. And to ensure the triumph of his ideas, if necessary spend heaps of corpses and rivers of blood. My opinion is that they can afford to do so, but ... that ... is that clear, taking into account the type and importance of their ideas (...) The men of the first category are owners of this, those of the Two of future. The two have a reason to exist. In a word, I think we all have the same rights. Vive la guerre éternelle donc ... until the New Jerusalem , you understand. "
In Fedor Dostoevsky in Crime and Punishment . The drawing is "Portrait of an extraordinary man" by the Board.
Flow in river dynamics explains everything, which is born and rises up there has its place, moving without difficulty, slope, as hiker lost in the quarter, as the story of Bonnie and Clyde, as the words that are associated, free, and build appositions, one that explains the other, and there is always more, a further point, a curve, the course is an uncertainty, the river opens channels and valleys, shapes the landscape, transforming the terrain, and thus becomes himself!, energetic moves, rearranges the rocks, welcomes its tributaries, rises and falls, and becomes navigable then no, and down below, where pleasure and pain are locked, die if you can, and who knows how to choose.
Bonnie & Clyde Serge Gainsbourg, a genius who blows me head. Is the theme that I like listening to these days. Who like it, leave the link of original video in which he sings with his partner then, another genius, Brigitte Bardot.
Walk looking at the floor / the zombies Belgrano / me eat your brain with their eyes / erratic and sadistic entities / that look without reason or logic / undead without source / human-eating eye / I have to stop / worth dying on every corner / if I can revive half a block / the view high cost of a life / but also beautify a morning / (and after living costs) / there is a price to pay for everything / but how do I give up something / I have not yet tried? / that woman clean tail the dog / that old sad / locked in her window / looks at the world askance / and misses his village / but how not well / yellow when crying? / with a strong coffee / and a corner on the futon /
All this is very contradictory / will be run to the center / these disorders suffer delusions or without reason or drug / this hobby uncontrollable / of linking one thought to another / this delusion that I sank with Narciso / my mental health to serve as an example of science / how easily and diligence assumes the role of victim / how lies a shadow / and here it goes again / what if is she pretends to be another / and by posing as a / who became friends with that / to ruin my life? / as if everything had to do with me / just me!
