Saturday, March 01, 2008
Veintinueve de febrero
I supossed to write this down on february 29th but, well I think I can´t travel through time flow anymore so things ended this way anyway and does anyone could tell me why? Whatever. You know since the beggining the cavemen were afraid of the words. Yes, the worlds. Wait a moment is a word for world or a world of words that we have to be fearless? Neither of them just be quiet for a moment and eventually you´ll see the pattern. In past tense those men spoke a little few words but those were meaningful not like right now drowned in a cream pie of empty streets of words absurdly well connected. Strange indeed, you know what they said "no rest for the wicked". And this year has three hundred sixty six days full of joy, oh man we already started with the sarcasm, is not too soon my dear? Four another years to be able to witness this incredible moment, stop please we understood the idea for god sake so...I walk a lonely path though. Next week: how to win a strange bargain and if you already notice it, yes I am Hope.