what do you do when you feel you can't evolve like everybody else?, I see the world changing into a more deeper and darker world, is not that I liked the world of my past, is that I feel like I don't suit very well, i have never suited and I just feel anguish and bother to see how the times change the people, I , everybody gets old, and I don't feel like a grown up, neither like an adolescent, I fear of big and weird changes, that's why I fear death, Sometimes I feel like trap in a world that doesn't like me and a world that I don't like, a world that can't be change, this corporate world that we've been living since the very first day of our existence this is a world that I born to live in, a world where I don't feel comfortable at all, never was and maybe never will, is it difficult to see that you are in the middle of something that big that is just swallowing every piece of you.
Me encantan las historias secas crudas como la carne, me gustan masticarlas y masticarlas sin tragar ese bolo alimenticio, claro puede que despues de un tiempo se queden sin sabor, pero a veces uno encuentra sabores extraños en estas historias tan y tan masticadas, sigo encontrando sabores un tanto cada vez mas decadentes, por que la gente no concidera lo feo como arte? me encanta el juego de la decadencia me gustan las imagenes fuertes, no necesariamente me desagradan las suaves, me gustan por igual, bueno depende de quien las haga, una imagen fuerte de alguien cercano no me gusta, me da miedo y una imagen dura mia es como de lo mas normal, no se que pensaran los demas cuando las ven, me gusta que la gente se desconcierte, confundir, tal vez vivo confundido y es parte de la expresion que emerge de mi estomago, y uno que otro sonido gutural...
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