in this post i'm planning to break the conventional rules of posting in a "professional" environment by presenting my own thoughts and slightly intelligible opinions construced in a intoxicated environment. i find it dif if difficult to find the proper letters on my keyboard. this might take a while.
struggling as fuck to find the...
For months my hand was sealed off
in a tin box. Nothing was there but the subway railings.
Perhaps it is bruised, I thought,
and that is why they have locked it up.
You could tell time by this, I thought,
like a clock, by its five knuckles
and the thin underground veins.
It lay there like an unconscious...
What is unique to humans:
we can express our feelings (or affect) through our hands.
Two or more people voluntarily hold hands for one of the following reasons and purposes:
in various rituals:
in certain religious services, to pray
in various occult rituals
to express friendship or love
to enjoy physical intimacy (not...
Enquanto coisas deveriam ser feitas, eu flutuo aqui, mais uma vez.
Algumas séries que convergem ou seqüências que divergem ficam me esperando, me olhando, com raiva, pedindo pra serem analisadas, destituídas, defloradas.
Alguns doces momentos, totalmente hipersensibilizados pelas observações do mundo permeadas de conversas...
Generally, when Time is discussed in philosophy or in science -- including the works of classical Jewish philosophers -- it is understood as movement, or change. The movement of the planets, the ticking of a clock -- as long as these things occur, there is Time. If they cease, Time also ceases. In other words, Time is no more than the...
The problem with consciousness is that we don't know how or why the some of the elements in periodic table come together to create electrical synapses that cause inner visualization, creativity, emotions, and the like. From what I've gathered it can be a result of two things. either the human while evolving eventually found psychotropic drugs like...
...As I walked away, I noticed a shadow. It was dark.It was created from the fire of the burning bridge that was behind me.The bridge held me up; held me together; kept me alive.Now it's gone, and all I see is this dark shadow before me.Where is it taking me? Should I follow it? What should I do?I see nothing but darkness in front of me. Yet hope...