HOW IS THE GLANKET...?

HERE I AM, ON THE BENCH THINKING, WITH AN AMAZING VIEW TO THE LAST VIRGIN QUESTION.

HOW IS...?

HERE I AM, SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK, ON THE ROOF OF SOMEONE´S HOUSE, PAINTING, LOVING AND TRYING TO TOUCH THE ACCORDS OF MY FAVORITE THINGS.

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BENCH THINKING

I´VE MUCH THINGS TO DO, THAN TO SAY.

WHAT DO I HAVE?

TWO PAIRS OF SHOES AND A HALF, ONE BOTTLE OF SOMETHING, TWO GLASSES, OF SOMETHING, BAR TENDER, PLEASE, ONE MORE, ONE DOOR, TO THE ILLUMINATION, HUMM, THE ROOF MYGHT BE THAT DOOR, THE BIRD CAGE, A CANARY CAGE, ( many years ago. at the white house) TWO WINDOWS, WITH TWO DIFERENT VIEWS OF THE WORLD, FOUR WALLS AND... AND... THE BLANKET ARCHITECTURE OF THE 55 STREET.

HUMM, LET ME RETHINK, WHAT DO I HAVE?

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WELL... LOOKING BEYOND THIS THOUGHT, THE HOTEST THING IS...

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THE WORLD IT´S BIGGER THAN ME. I CAN´T BE EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE AT THE SAME TIME,

SO, WHAT I´M THINKING IS, IF I WAS THE WORLD, WHICH I AM, I PROBABLY BE DEEPLY GRATFULL AND WITH MUCH MORE KNOWLEDGDE OF WHO I AM AND WHO I AM NOT...  AND WHAT I CAN DO AND WHAT I CAN NOT, NOTHING IT´S POSSIMPABLE, EVEN HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER.

WHAT I´DE LIKE TO SAY IS, THERE ARE TOO MANY THINGS THAT THE WORLD WOULD LIKE TO THINK AND TO DO, THAT THE WORLD WOULD LIKE TO LISTEN, TO SMELL AND TO SEE, TO TOUCH AND TO TASTE.

THE WORLD WOULD LIKE...

TO THINK OF YOU, TO SMELL YOU, TO LISTEN TO YOU, TO SEE YOU, TO FEEL YOU, TO TASTE YOU, TO BE A PART OF YOU.

WHICH I AM NOT...

FUTURE

THINKING - LISTENING, RAIN, WIND, SMELLING, RAIN, WIND, SEEING, RAIN, WIND, TASTING, RAIN, WIND, TOUCHING, RAIN, WIND,

THRUFULLY, I´M CERTAIN THAT I AM EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE.

THRUFULLY, IT´S THE SITUATION AND UNCERTAINTY THAT I AM AT THE MOMENT.

THRUFULLY, I´M BETWEEN THE DISTANCES OF YOU AND ME AND THE DISTANCES OF NONE OF US IS OUT OF REALITY AND FANTASY...  AND, NONE OF US IS DREAMING OR HAVING NIGHTMARES.

THRUFULLY, EVERYTHING MAKE SENSE AND NOTHING MAKE SENSE.

WHAT I´M WRITING IT´S SERIOUSLY A KID´S GAME, A MIND GAME.

DO I BELONG HERE? DO I BELONG SOMEWHERE ELSE? I´VE ALLREADY GET THERE.
WHERE?

FUTURE, SMILING NEXT TO YOU, LOOKING AND TELLING THE STORY TO THE ROOF, THAT IT´S OUT OF IT´S MIND IN THIS PRECISE MOMENT.
 THE ROOF IS SEARCHING FOR LOVE IN THE DARK BLUE SKY OF THE NIGHT.
WHAT A FUCK I´M DOING HERE?
TALKING WITH THE CLOUDS?
TRYING TO TOUCH THE 747 WINGS?

 LIVING - THED - ARCHITECTURE

02-10-2011

HOW IS THE GLANKET?
- MY FEETS ARE COLD...
YOU AND YOUR UGLY SENSE OF HUMOR!

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YOU´RE TO COMEDY, WHAT COMEDY IS FOR YOU.

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