среда, 16 июня 2010 г.

mесто: Португалия

Португалия экзістэнцыяльнымі
Portugal existencial

кожнае слова ...em cada palavra nasce um mundo
кожная фраза ...em cada phrase nasce da pele um momento

тэкст ... texto de textos que nos ignoram, nos insultam, nos repudiam
жадання eu tinha os desejos de um mundo шмат tinha muitos

Заўсёды ёсць mas existem sempre barreiras fabricadas por nós ou pelos outros

From rore k...the last is very dark
هي التي شيدت بشكل جيد بلوق ، بسيطة وقابلة للتكيف
barreiras de medo
de negro humor
dos medos dos outros

لا تزال مثيرة للاهتمام
Thursday, June 3, 2010
50 ! wHo'z cOnTeNt

Well I thought ll try doing some informative humour instead of my usual blabber...

Politician - I have 3000 crore in my benami and fraudulent a/c's.
--> What do I want: More money, Another MP seat to screw yu , but remember its by the people, to the people for the people.
-->Blame: Opposition party, aam janata, The rich and mortal farmers.

IT felon - I earn 5 lakh per anum and wear Adidas shoes, multiplex, Weekend parties, Free abroad trips, Monkey,Bunji and company jumping/year.
-->What do I want : More, More, More .. Money, Car, Babe, money..money..money
-->Blame : Damn the company, manager and everyone for not givin me hike, claims, onsite!

Cricketer - I own a Hummer, Whole country on my ass, babes, $$$$$, and best of all I don’t get to pay tax.
-->What do I want: Hundred or Duck, I want my butt in the team and no criticism from media nor you public morons.
-->Blame: ooo IPL money hurts, my back, my groin, my injuries, Media, My Bat, ball, Australian team, catching!

I - "Look at him, wanna be like him"
He: " I wanna be like them"
They : " I want, I want, I want..."

HaRy Blogger - I have 49 posts with sarcasm and so called humour.
-->What does he want: Wanna be like J K Rowling, Chetan , without any creativity.
-->Blame : Busy work, taking too much stress, Blah Blah..., Recession ( don’t know why!)

Boy in Pic - Newspaper morning, washing cars, bring tea, posters, night street side shops.
-->What does he want : I want to study, I want to play, I want to laugh, I want a shirt.
-->Blame: who?..Brahma? The creator?
o humor dos outros são as nossas lagrimas

as nossas palavras dividem-nos
as nossas fés estrangulam-nos

пятница, 11 июня 2010 г.

Василий it's my name...Существования my only Game

Василий it's my name...

Существования my only Game

Путешествие как самая великая и серьезная наука помогает нам вновь обрести себя. Камю CAMU Альбер ALber

понедельник, 7 июня 2010 г.


Space is needed, SPACE ARE SCARCE...
PEOPLE never knows which way the wind blows...

and it's best to avoid crowds of angry fowl fanatics

воскресенье, 6 июня 2010 г.


-Can we restore damaged humans?

- yes, in some cases; but prevention is easier;
- natural human restoration is slow relative to human life spans;
active restoration can repair & protect humans, but generally with considerable effort & expense;
example: in NEW MEXICO rancher Jim N... restored a Mexicano by reshaping is head and hand planting is remains ; man and native plants & animals are now thriving there...
is better than :This Radio Contest
Arizona as a place “where Americans are proud and illegals are scared.”

Ingrid Marie Rivera, La Prensa Correspondent
The immigrant groups have called the radio station’s trip giveaway ad—depicting Columbus Mayor Michael B. Coleman on a Green Card—“racist” and “insensitive,” after the winner is offered a “few pesos” and is invited to “spend the weekend chasing aliens and spending cash in the desert.”

a alien video for a alien world

in a world of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act

1984 George Orwell

They say that eyes are mirrors to the soul

If the soul as no eyes
Говорят, глаза - это зеркало души...
Иногда мне кажется, что заглянув в мои можно увидеть пустые глазницы...
Брат brother...in citadel existence
if life as no meaning...
if the meaning as no life...
citadel's of if´s
четверг, thursday.. no meaning in this date...a day of miserere...

Не знаю, что делать- thou who didst waken from is summer dreams
the black sea,where he lay
lulled by the coil of his dark streams..

of misery und death
Брат ,Брат brother... brother...
I have faith, but not hope....
espoir...mas não fé
I no longer have dreams