sábado, 26 de enero de 2008


Soñar, el manantial ensordecedor de ideas que solo la cobardía nos impedirá realizar.

miércoles, 23 de enero de 2008






Cause maybe she is looking for something that doesn´t quite exist. Later when she realises the white horse becomes only a big shadow disipating in the distance, but it is not running away, it is just dissapearing in a very slow motion in a backdrop which looks like an empty canvas.


And like this she could go on forever, drawing invisible horses that seem to live in an empty space full of blackout.


Nevertheless things are not impossible.

Nonsense, pointless
and maybe i will never find out what do I mean with all this.
Crucé el meridiano lo más deprisa posible y me dije "ya está, ya se ha pasado"
" Un dia me desperté justo cuando rodaba colina abajo y entendí que las interferencias llegaban del otro lado del mundo, justo de la otra punta."