Notice how I try to find a matching title for my texts, but usually they only match the intro of the text. Not that my text can be parted into intro-body-outtro...
I am on my mind. The only one I can really say anything about is me. I know what and who I like. I know the things I do. I know the things I'm good at or bad at. I know what makes me tick, laugh, sleep, any action I actually don't do.
He's on my mind too, but I know nothing about him. All I know is that I think (=me again) he's yummie. And that is as far as I get knowing something about him; he's got a fan....and a million...
I have the tendency to go completely nuts over one person. I dream him, live him, sleep him, eat him, kill him, pain him and love him.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
I'm an Aparition - Being to Fall Back to Dust
I have a head with brains in them. I've got eyes, ears and mouth. I've got a mind. I've got a body. To think, see, hear, taste and be. To be visible and touchable. I am not my body; I am who I speak, what I say and do. I am a definition defined and summarized in one name.
I will change, or live the same ways I always have. I will learn or reach back to old wisdoms I've stolen from books, magazines, movies, bad mouthing and sight on sight. I will do the things I learned to do, or let it go, slipping from my fingers. I won't be better or worse than the next man. I won't be more or less than any other.
As time will pass, we will see.
I will change, or live the same ways I always have. I will learn or reach back to old wisdoms I've stolen from books, magazines, movies, bad mouthing and sight on sight. I will do the things I learned to do, or let it go, slipping from my fingers. I won't be better or worse than the next man. I won't be more or less than any other.
As time will pass, we will see.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I am Who? I am Wii!
We people are constantly busy changing, developing, and evoluting. Therefore we constantly need to redefine ourselves, or reinvent ourselves, or rediscover ourselves. From the age of +1 day till the very moment of death, we are man-made. We are manipulative or manipulated. We are dependent in discovering our worlds ourselves. Some of us will run, other will crawl. Some will get up and take off while others remain in a lying position.
We're from all kind of walks of life, for we invented life as we live it. We put meanings to things which are meaningless, possibly. We dismiss the most important things in life, probably. Still we live on, without retaliation, but the ones we bring upon each other. With justice undefined as it is, every judgement seems to be a wandering. We put faces and colors to good and wrong and wonder how others can be so colorblind. We call each other names, bad or pet, both picturing the ignorance we're submerged in.
If we want to, we can live it twice; in the bright lights of the sun or in technicolor. We can choose to make the same mistakes digitally as we made in reality. We can blame our minds, others or technology. We can play, outside, inside, upward or downward. We can combine, merge or mistake the lifes together. We can finally put words to the faces we want to have, or to the dreams that remained dreams. We can fake what was already fake and fool the fools who were already fooled.
I can define me, all over again.
And then blogspot suggests I could use the following labels for this blog:
- scooters
- vacation
- fall
I think that's exactly the label it'll get: scooters, vacation, fall
We're from all kind of walks of life, for we invented life as we live it. We put meanings to things which are meaningless, possibly. We dismiss the most important things in life, probably. Still we live on, without retaliation, but the ones we bring upon each other. With justice undefined as it is, every judgement seems to be a wandering. We put faces and colors to good and wrong and wonder how others can be so colorblind. We call each other names, bad or pet, both picturing the ignorance we're submerged in.
If we want to, we can live it twice; in the bright lights of the sun or in technicolor. We can choose to make the same mistakes digitally as we made in reality. We can blame our minds, others or technology. We can play, outside, inside, upward or downward. We can combine, merge or mistake the lifes together. We can finally put words to the faces we want to have, or to the dreams that remained dreams. We can fake what was already fake and fool the fools who were already fooled.
I can define me, all over again.
And then blogspot suggests I could use the following labels for this blog:
- scooters
- vacation
- fall
I think that's exactly the label it'll get: scooters, vacation, fall
FACTS: Still Lost!
- The passed two months haven't helped me to readers who leave me comments telling me they at least read my blog. That's okay, tho it hurts...
- My computer is not ready to log on to the rkop-chatbox...still not...
- My computer is finally accompanied by a new screen....still...
- The new sound boxes I bought...SUCK! With a Capital SUCK and an exclamation mark...still do...
- I don't know yet how to handle my new DVD-player, but it was nice to see all that old Mraz stuff again...still not...
- Now I remember Dennis Morris' name again. It's Dennis Morris....it's nice to have a notepad...
- I forgot about my new blogspot all together....Yup, again!
-We finally attached the towel hangers to the wall; one and a half in the kitchen and four in the bathroom...and two already came off.
-I was up at 7.00 am this morning.
-It took me almost 1 hour to get to work.
-I reviewed my passed two months using my review from a couple of weeks ago.
- I'm too lazy to write a completely new review.
- My computer is not ready to log on to the rkop-chatbox...still not...
- My computer is finally accompanied by a new screen....still...
- The new sound boxes I bought...SUCK! With a Capital SUCK and an exclamation mark...still do...
- I don't know yet how to handle my new DVD-player, but it was nice to see all that old Mraz stuff again...still not...
- Now I remember Dennis Morris' name again. It's Dennis Morris....it's nice to have a notepad...
- I forgot about my new blogspot all together....Yup, again!
-We finally attached the towel hangers to the wall; one and a half in the kitchen and four in the bathroom...and two already came off.
-I was up at 7.00 am this morning.
-It took me almost 1 hour to get to work.
-I reviewed my passed two months using my review from a couple of weeks ago.
- I'm too lazy to write a completely new review.
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