..is just a fucking cartoon!

just go there...

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Oh yes, ladies and genitals, im back in England, the place where the kids are well fed, the teenagers repressed, the adults enslaved, the old ones bitter. They call it the "society of well being".
Control and repression. Rules. Prejudice. Tight education. Severe false moralisms. As a consequence, difficulty in communicate, in expressing emotions and feelings, in looking in the eyes.
Everything explodes then at night, with the alcohol. Be it in the local pub or in the office party. How to deal with the sudden fake freedom brought by the alcohol?.. Fuck or fight, thats how it explodes. No worries, it wont be remembered the next day...
Control and repression. What they fail to understand is that a repressed society is a society whose people loose their self responsibility and the ability to make clear choices, therefore, to express freedom..

In other news... the tragedy brought by the south asian Tsunami will probably bring the death toll near the 200.000.. one million and a half orphan kids so far...
A big tragedy... still... im letting again my cinicism go. It disturbs me the show off of the money giving.. First it was because USA wasnt giving enough, then the show off of everybody being so generous... It seems it will all be erased, the pain, with money. Of course, this is a material world..
I dont think money is the main first priority, however.
Plus, it takes away the attention to what really matters: the fucking global warming! the deforestation! the destruction of dunes, coral reefs, natural defenses, leaving coastal communities without shields against nature's fury! The rapid climate changes (the world's southern and northern ice sheets are disintegrating faster than anyone previously thought possible)! Human greed!...
Oh yeah, there will be other tsunamis. In one hand, this is natural, in a planet that is changing everyday. On the other hand, and this is what we need to understand instead of simply give money, MAYBE there is something wrong in the way we're treating the planet..

In terms of the human tragedy, allow me to be a bit more insensitive towards my race... Everyday there are more 227,400 humans... On the other hand, around 150.000 species are on the verge of extinction, most of them caused by the way we treat nature...
There are reports of victim rapings. An 18 year old girl was rescued from the water by a man who then raped her in the mud. How many stories like these?

Man i feel so cynical! Yeah, lets clear our consciences, do our one minute silence, put a candle, donate 5 pounds and go back to our cars and fuck the global warming, it wont happen here and we have to satisfy our basic needs. Like go spending hollidays in that hotel in paradise, in some beautiful coast fucked up by the greed to explore it for bigger profits.
What a tragedy. We are.

...I got trapped in that smile... I dont know how many hours or days we stood there.. she was talking but the only thing I could see was her smile... I woke up with the word "go"...
- oh... you have to go?
- I have to catch the train, she said, and my brain was so paralised by her smile I was unable to order my body to do anything but tremble...
- ...between now and then, do you think we could meet again?
She looked straight into my eyes and just smiled... She was going and I was fighting my brain... "do something! do smothing now!!!"
- Can I... can I have your phone number?
Too late... she was already walking away...
She turned around, already on the other side of the street and whispered "Trust destiny". And then she faded away.
Gradually the street regained its normal colours, noises, traffic, confusion. Could I have dreamed it? Or?... I took a deep look at the muffin... Hum... was this by any chance a magical muffin?...
When I finally regained the control of my body I walked home.
Up the stairs.
Opened the door.
Closed the door.
knocking at the door.
It was her. The smile.
- You were swimming around my head, she said.
She looked around. Always smiling. Like a child, enchanted by a newly discovered territory. And I... was in twilight zone.
- So this is your world, she said, in one corner of it, just before disappearing, like magic, to suddenly appear in another corner. "You are so amazing..." She was moving, faster than Neo, and her voice was a colourful whisper. Explosions... everywhere.
Then she stopped and laughed.
- You still have that half bitten muffin in your hand!
I realised there was something wrong with time and space but I was not going to complain.
- Would you like to take a bite? I asked, moving closer.
- I don't know if I should take a muffin from a stranger...
- What do you mean a stranger? You are in my world and already mixed up all my senses...
The lips almost touching.
- You are too intense... she, the storm, said.
I gently touched her and gave her the muffin, in a kiss. The kiss got bigger than us. It took my brain, my heart, my body, my flat, my street, the world.
We finally opened our eyes. She was still smiling. She grabbed my arm. We got comfortable in our seats and fastened our seat belts. A last sigh before going down the rollercoaster.

Yeah, im not getting pollitical, for a change, i dont really care who won the idiot contest and became again the president of all the idiots.. hehe
im more into this love thing... what is it? what makes us love someone? what does it really mean "i love you"?
as hard as i try and as no matter how many times ive lived it (not many, really..) i still cant answear that...
but, i still think the answear is somewhere on the first word of the sentence "i love you", the "i", instead of the last word, the "you"...
in other words, what we really love is what we feel...
why do we want to be with someone? what makes us say the so (in)famous "i love you"? isnt it because with that person WE feel... something?...
I love what those kisses make ME feel; what that smile makes ME feel, what that presence makes ME feel, what that body makes ME feel...
I, I, I...
what about the "you"?... of course we love that the other has pleasure in the same as well, but isnt it just because of... well, what WE feel?...
in other words... You are just an obscure object of my desire... what i really love is what I feel...
what i really love is to have my heart beating everywhere... to feel my passion and my desire...
is this a bit too selfish? honest? real? or should we just not think about it and let it beat whenever? or should we... tell him to shut up and beat slowly cause we have more important things to do?...
but... is there anything more important than what we feel?...
id like to hear ur opinions on this matter, wise or foolish, baring in mind that...
i love you