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smog

This city is covered with a toxic duvet. It's not derived from cigarette smoke nor carbon dioxide, 'tis something else. Come to think of it its vision is quite similar to the four layers of clouds that can be seen from above but in a more indefinable way. The duvet covers the park where the scent of oranges used to characterize the moment. It also covers the schoolyard, the overgrown parkinglot and the massive cornfields where they now have built a mall. I can no longer sense the scent of oranges nor picture ur face. I dont know where u've went or where ur about to go- all i know is you're constantly persecuted by one of those heavy clouds and that im no longer able to watch from above.

2011-05-29 @ 17:51:54 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

50mm

Två små som lämnat landet

2011-05-28 @ 12:50:37 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

humanity in print

Just something to look at while the rain is pouring

source: Ognipensierovo, Sam, Ruy Barbosa Pinto, Rafael Ferreira

2011-05-26 @ 20:04:40 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

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"Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the ‘good life,’ whatever it is and wherever it happens to be." Hunter S. Thompson

2011-05-25 @ 00:26:33 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

undetected doubt

Det här är så sjukt bra- sådär obeskrivligt sinnessjukt jävla bra. De ska spela i Amsterdam i helgen och den man som fick mig att lyssna på det här kommer att vara där och han kommer inte att tänka på mig och kanske kommer inte jag tänka på honom heller men jag kommer nog att lyssna på det här och ändå våndas lite.

2011-05-18 @ 00:19:09 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

Det lilla

Jag fyller år och det enda jag kan tänka på är hur jävla hungrig jag är.

2011-05-16 @ 03:51:56 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

NICE PAD!

2011-05-10 @ 00:27:07 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()

"Painting must be fertile. It must give birth to a world… …it must fertilize the imagination"

Var på tate igår. Att Miró är Miró och sådär vet man ju men att det skulle vara såhär jävla genialiskt hade jag igen aning om.

2011-05-08 @ 01:35:40 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

5 min to departure- last call

Please miss disgrace, its time to go back home- time to sum up this short story you started in august. There is nothing left to frame here, no more decisions to make. Its all written. Ur' inadequate, miss disgrace, dont you see theres not enough room? U left ur' pride in the box-room behind the pillar and you quickly need to get it back.

Miss ur already late, just pack ur' bag and tell ur' goodbyes. Just..go home and stop fuck things up.

2011-05-01 @ 01:59:13 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()