some day, like before

I can only try to hide from the inexistent
a deed that, although doomed, demands the greatest of all efforts.


maybe some day, some morning, a bright sky.
meanwhile......

I dunno

Animals

Rapido desde Belgrado, que esta bien padre. (sic)

Belgrado, Serbia. 2006

Rápido el fantasma viene y se va, cabalgando sobre el mar de los recuerdos, haciendo remolinos en los sueños y convirtiendo en polvo los anhelos. Blitzkrieg.

Cabeza de Juarez

The smell of green.

It is a beautiful afternoon in the Narvarte neighborhood.
The green of leaves on the perennial trees and the violet of the Jacarandas look so darn beautiful on the background of gray clouds. Time, it moves incredibly slow, as if the clouds and fog made its passage difficult.

And the birds... oh the birds! their singing uninterrupted by the roar of the airplanes.

All of that beauty I try to capture trough my senses, in an attempt to soak in it and rid my mind of worryness, of sadness.

I want the birds to sing inside of me as well.

Ummmmm