anthem for doomed youth

munit haec et altera vincit

2011-05-03T17:52:00.002+07:00

"art dealer & collector learn to identify 'unsigned works' by examining stylistic features & they remark always ‘untitled’ "

"to determine an artwork’s value, art dealer & collector inspect the objects/paintings closely but still they couldn’t see."

"art dealer & collector have to understand the business side of the art world. they do understand, but they couldn’t even think."

"art dealer & collector considered art auction firms are industry-related careers, but still they didn't know what it's mean."

"art dealer & collector often study the history of art before entering on their careers but most of them graduate as a janitor."

"what makes art dealer & collector get stronger w/ their 'position'?... stupid cunt artist's."

"some of art dealer & collector act like sheep if the artist positioned as a wolf."

"art dealer & collector r afraid of artist who had good marking & position. art dealer & collector will narrowed themselves, like a group of lamb."

"art dealer & collector loves to represent artist & to develop market trends, why?... b’coz this the only way to know how stupid they r."

"why art dealer & collector didn't fancy video works?... not many of them could use remote control."

"video art for most of art dealer & collector, considered as a bonus if they buy DVD player."

"art dealer & collector r fancy about painting collection, b’coz they thought painting could used as wallpaper."

"art dealer & collector always try hard to be smart in front of sculpture or installation art, since 'the thing' not fight them back."

"why art dealer & collector didn't want to learn or listen?... b’coz they just afraid of becoming smart."

"what's good to have your own art dealer & collector?... they could be as a great companion to play catch & throw."

"what's makes art dealer & collector looks like 'shit' all times?... b’coz they playing simply as themselves & they honestly as shit."

"did the art dealer & collector had so much influenced in art scene?... yes they do w/ many mistakes.”

"what if art dealer & collector didn't go to an art fair?... the rats will b upset while there's no trash left."

"could u spot a good art dealer & collector in some Int'l Biennale?... it's tough, better to spot them at dog's hair salon."

"art dealer & collector could find good work, valuable art & makes artist important, when they would really try (hard) just to look smart."

"why an artist couldn't smart enough to face art dealer & collector?... b’coz some artist got more smart thing to do."

"what so important about art dealer & collector nowadays?... WELL, they 'mental' could gives balance to smart people."

"is it fair to blame art dealer & collector about what's in art world today? NO, it's unfair. not nice to talk to 'a mental' like that."

"did the art dealer & collector search for good & valuable work of art? of course they are, that's why they're ashamed w/ themselves."

"how did art dealer & collector effected the art scene, is it because their influence and money support? NO, they've just plain stupid."

"what happen when art dealer & collector stand side-by-side?... the new printed t-shirt will produce, it says ‘dumb and dumber’."

"the art dealer & collector, they're not bad. they just playing stupid to hide how dumb they r."

"the art dealer & collector declaring the top value from an art auction to the media, they've gone out loud w/ the mic still off."

"when the art dealer & collector talking about art w/ an artist, they've said "pardon me, could u repeat again, is that a word?."

"why so called 'traffic' in an art world market nowadays? since art dealer & collector couldn't find their way to the gallery."

"the good things r, some art dealer & collector had their own art auction. good grief, the stupid r in the same compound."

"when the art dealer & collector raise their hands in some art auction, it's mean they didn't understand."

"art fair is 'fairground' for some art dealer & collector to seek valuable piece for their disturbing childish attitude."

"why sometimes art fair & art market become important for some art dealer & collector? since that the only place they couldn't find art."

"how to find a good breed of a dog? just go to an art auction, if you could easily spot some art dealer & collector, they're you go."

"in an art auction, art dealer & collector find their seat. what they did forget, is that an art auction need knowledge about art."

"in a war zone, art dealer & collector, as well others, go to 'green zone'. art dealer & collector think that 'green zone' is an auction."

"when the art dealer & collector are proud w/ their 'position' in the art world, it is b’coz they didn't had clue what to do."

"sometimes the art dealer & collector forget to remember how to spell number n to count."

"sometimes art dealer & collector try hard to works as a janitor. they dig dirty work's & get messy w/ their own junk that collected."

"how to maintain a good position as art dealer & collector?... find the stupidest mega billionaire to buy shit from gallery."

"a very important curator come to meet the most important art dealer & collector, the result was 'account number."

"again the art dealer & collector get fancy as the way their speak only to themselves."

"most art dealer & collector loves good artist that's valuable to them. they even could ever think twice, since they let their brain empty."

"the art dealer & collector always had their eyes into art, in fact they most Q&A are "how much for this?". while seeing the catalog."

"the 'position' of art dealer & collector indeed it's very important in art world. especially if they could really find good dog to breed."

"in a biggest art fair, art dealer & collector talking much about contemporary art & how to transfer money, as well direction to the loo."

"in a Biennale. some of art dealer & collector couldn't find the venue of the exhibition, since they didn't know 'what’s venue mean?'."

"in a party exhibition, some of the art dealer & collector request a song to a DJ booth, seems they know only 'booth' as for in art fair."

"art dealer & collector actually had they own perfect life situation. all makes them as a well-trained pimp’s."

"in an international Biennale, some of art dealer & collector r speechless to see how many drinks & foods r serves."

"art dealer & collector sometimes their afraid of getting not to much known about art scene in present but they're proud of it."

"in some @ the opening art exhibition, art dealer & collector always said "what's this?" to show how empty their brain r."

"indeed it is important to deal w/ art dealer & collector, since they r mostly DUMB!-ass w/ their 'position'. especially nowadays."

"some artist could take from shit to a masterpiece. some art dealer & collector could take a masterpiece into a shit as they’re SHIT!"

"for some of art dealer & collector could spell this (in their 'position') 'a CUNT-attempt-for-arty' world’s."

"some of art dealer & collector r proud w/ themselves not w/ their art collection. since they didn’t know nothing about art."

"art dealer & collector's been playing too long w/ their corporate shit in art market, to gain position as an 'art pimp’s'."

"glad to know that some artist here could know the art dealer & collector as personal, glad to know those scumbag is 'a cunt'."

"some said that art scene development 'controlled' by some art dealer & collector. some got their balls, most of them SUCKS!"

"for some of art dealer & collector, could suck on their worse ass while maintaining their 'position', which r SUCKS!"

- NO F****** (FUCKING!) THANKS NOR GRATITUDE TO B***** (BITCHY!!) art dealer & collector. you are just worst of all. you SUCKS!!! (S****).

Macte animo! Generose puer sic itur ad astra

2010-11-08T19:17:00.001+07:00

i am going to marry you and that's for sure. my life indeed to you. certainly.

nec tamen consumebatur

2010-02-04T01:43:00.004+07:00

I thought I made things clear.
I thought that I could really dance upon her.
I thought that perhaps I could move over a bit to reach her.
I thought I'm already jump after her.
I thought I'm putting my cock more often inside her.
I thought I need no more open clitoris since my cock perfectly drilled her.
I thought your vagina was perfect.
I thought your clit' was so amazing.
I thought I could always wet you up.
I thought I never did such fake orgasm.
I thought I'm fucking your hole.
I thought I could see you dance like before.

I think he just being too excited.
I think I just waxing all times for him.
I think I'm always ready for anal.
I think he's going to be more stud.
I think he's men enough to take me to spasm.
I think I could hear him moaning while his eyes shut.
I think he's never really want me to go to the ball.
I think he's fucking me so abstractly.
I think I like when he play his tongue while under me.
I think he licked my feet.
I think I never had enough his sperm.
I think his cock is too huge for me to handle.
I think I hate his cock's scent.
I think it's hard for me to have him while his taking me from behind.
I think he could really do that dance but he never could moves his feet.
I think I lost my virginity to him.
I think I never ready for an anal with him.

I thought she's just over soaked.
I thought she had too many liquids.
I thought her hole will be so much slippery.
I thought I could smell her hole.
I thought she's very tight.

I think his cock was so stiffed.
I think he could holds his cock inside me for long.
I think I never had feeling for him.
I think he's the one that could always makes me cumm'.
I think he just too messy when he's cumm'.

I thought I should put her to sleep.
I thought I could really put her to sleep.
I thought of her sleeping.
I thought she would like to sleep after swallowed my cumm'.
I thought she could really put herself to bed.

I think... he's just a dick that walking with loaded of warm juice of first grade sperm. he just that and I'm just I am. a cunt. he should praise me.

I thought I.

non teneas aurum totum quod splendet ut aurum

2010-01-28T00:30:00.003+07:00

the only nickname she hold, Havn.

over the Atlantic he was.
he thoughts lots of energy that comes form Havn.
it was ever since more than a thousand a hundred eighty and one year ago... like the Viking.

Havn was warm with a cold funny smile.

ad perpetuam memoriam.

2010-01-26T23:18:00.002+07:00

and the ships are left the point.
for enormous generation, they already stood still at the point.
they left. flee to check another point.
"there's an island, Sir."
"we fits to the land."
"shall we drop the anchor, Sir?"
and the ships are left the point. they flee with none.
none of the point that's fits the anchor.

Catharina Augusta said "oh fuck with that faith!"
"wrath is thy common."
"why lingering thy common?"
"your dagger wont work!"

Louisa McReilly whispered "those who'd been blessed with fire and snakes. makes me one of the serpents. I'll grow and lead astray."

one anchor to a point. one eye dagger to Kristi's.
and the ships are gone. they left and none to drop and none of the anchor.

none of it is the dagger to Kristi's.

imprimatur

2009-11-29T00:04:00.002+07:00

"you fucking wanker, you sucked whole cunts you bloody bastard."

a posse ad esse

2009-11-16T21:31:00.002+07:00

many things happens in one computer.
one signal report all done.
it is happened.
it was happening.
was it before said to be done.
once said it is done.
it was done.
miraculously many things happens in one office.
one office should be done something.
one person in the office must be doing thing's to be done.
many hours shares through life of works.
one person using others done products in order to doing things to be done.
we communicates within each others because we done something.
one clicking pen many things done, since the pen existence consisted several done materials that composed one pen, it's a done product's.
now, signals and wires.
waves and frequencies.
a massive amount of done product's.
but still we must chasing through each others for doing something to be done.
since we now that all things done is not really done yet.
it was faking all things that's been done.
it is supporting suitably to carry us doing something and done it.
but done things are capably develop and its revolving and moving fast.
its all not really done yet.
we are done by realizing.
we done something already.
and we are not done yet.
not in one pen.

(one scene before Mr.Alexandre Guiglie takes Ms. Terry Donahue to a bathtub and drown her, with one pen stab in her neck. "Last Business of Waltz-Donahue.")

nolens volens

2009-10-22T17:02:00.003+07:00

indeed I fancy you.
I am fascinated by you.
you are beyond amazing.
a very pretty colors.
you got those gorgeous shape.
indeed I fancy you.
you could easily having orgasm and you did multiplying it.
you are smart to know when it going to be a big blast within yourself.
you like me when I'm coming inside you.
you fancy me while you feel my spasm and warm liquid I dropped.
indeed I fancy you, there is.
I feel a very deep and warm tickling, like always when I squeezed your pelvis.
where your finger get wet playing with your clit.
I was amazed.
you moaned.
your wall emerged soaking water.
indeed I fancy you and I am fucking you right.
your vagina was so gently pressing me with the right tempo within shocking pulse.
I like your door.
I like it it when it's open.
I fancy your hole.
you got upper lips a very fine line, curved with smooth edgy pink on top.
I fancy sliding my tongue at your peak of your lips.
I amazed by your moaning.
I like how it's tasted.
your juices.
your inside warmth-water.
when it soaked, you need me to feel you in.
I fancy when you need me.
you need my cock.
you like how it feel to feel me inside you, drumming to the beat of your vagina-wall's.
you don't need my cock, just need to feel it.
I fancy when you start touching my balls.
I stunned with your tender and caressing finger's.
you like it when it's hard.
you need me in.
you fucking cunt bastard.
you need my cock to fucking feel your surrender to fall of your shit.
you fancy banging your vagina.
you only need my cock.
not even a bit of me.
and now you really think that I had hard like hell and you cunt need to feel you in.
you fancy it whore you shit.
I cocked you bloody fucking times.
you got lost bitch.
you blind.
I cocked you like surprise.
you dead down on the mattress, single hole neck through head, blonde washed blood.
an open skirt, laces of underwear and smell of perfume.
she's dying in horny.
I fancy her vagina.

salus in arduis

2009-09-30T18:29:00.002+07:00

ah see.
you walking up high, mon.
embrace yourself hide around and keep looking leap high. such a high fly, there you are, mon.
see that mon, someone's taking care of her, indeed.
we got our own frequency, mon, now. she's over. there done, mon.
us see that tragedy. a lonely fellow, a care-taker, she's just it, mon.
what a character. we drove by, along the side of the river and she's just stood, mon.
can not believe either, mon. some flashes.
we had our chances, beliefs me, mon. we tried, we crossed, but we had deal.
ah see that, mon.
we walk high now, mon.
embracing sky smoked some clouds and get on that deal, mon.
we deal it right not mentioning her.
we've got the deal, mon. already.
see that, mon. one phone call.
not try to shut it off, mon. they'll come for sure.
see that, mon. we had chances as well farewell, if they come for sure.
they'll find us, mon.
one think as for another, we owed them yes still, like little cock in the corner.
we suck and deliver.
we are nothing but commonly head strong.
we were fucking them right since we enter, mon.
not a good shags, though. we were fucking.
but yes, she's over now. see that, mon, there it is, mon, that's done. deal's done, mon.
she's walking up high, mon. like yourself. take a look yourself, mon.
we've deal to deliver. we suck and deliver, you know that, mon.
your last chance. we suck and deliver, remember, there it is, mon.
upper-grounder take cheese when we suck and deliver.
now we were done with her. one call, mon.
we tell and we go.
see that, mon.

de omnibus dubitandum

2009-09-24T00:17:00.000+07:00

A neat dish on a murder menu, she’s got.
Thin lipped, fat but firm feet, husband sharing and admiring of bigamist, after she discovered that her husband did and keep the two women happy when he still alive.

A half-dressed but not a half-baked she is and half a lout are not better than one she said.

Still too valuable to generate more fire and a rotting liar, a mischievous twinkled in her eyes.

World is keeping but not a BBC, a daydreamer and dwelling beautiful day.
Then again she covered Afghanistan and rotten molested terrorist.
The phone keep ringing, the one-third liquor of Scotch Highland Dream still on rocks, the mild cloves cigarette lighten and hope there’s still peace at Turkmenistan.

calix meus inebrians

2009-09-24T00:14:00.000+07:00

“what will you get for the lot that you’d get?
Appear been pledge to pull off and overlook.
Posses all days and gone without end, ceaselessly.
Presently got the birds off their feathers.”
- Victoria the Victorian II - January 2009.

aut viam inveniam aut faciam

2009-09-24T00:11:00.000+07:00

“For this is the message which you have heard from the beginning, that we should love one another,”
(1 JOHN, 3-11)

What shall more to be learned from the notification of GATHERING – to give and to know each other well, with compromising wisely attitude and good thoughts, just like a simple thought before about the idea of surrender in any motions, controlled the emotion for gaining adaptation and a soul to sound for reaching a deep contact, and indeed for once there has to be pause another memory.

Had this for long the main structure that always controlled physically, and this noticeable for each particular part of distance between objects from an area of land become more occupied by a person, as a human, or things, that should be properly and for sure must be suitable, which wanted to gives another meaning in, space.

What about our structure?

As for long, bodies are always occupied.
Many systems are used to stating size and quantities or degree of measurement for some necessary amount and sometimes to comparing the dimensions.

What we knew already are about the function around how that the two-dimensional and three-dimensional are much effected since the area of visual born and know there’s a smart configuration comes as audio and visual, which always could be direct printed and witnesses in such a, real-time and recorded straight ahead within your mind.

By these the idea of permanent and question within the works of the body or structure are ‘naturally’ created and once again the body structures could receive the alter thought of becoming immortal.

And now, almost in every playground the audio and visual are totally attached as a helping devices to make another rules of communication among the spirit of unknown forms and by these, the ‘area’ of ‘space’ sometimes are only a surface of measurement just to know exactly how a body, as a main part of physical structure, could have such range of activities and manageable times.
And there’s also the point of questioning about the mutual combination around the body, mind and soul.

A mind, is taking control of memory to not forget how to remember, this is the way of what a person thinks or feels, it’s conquer the area of thinking, feel doubtful and could be change one’s decision, to know what one’s want and come to another decision. As far as could said this is the Mental Ability of human being and a body already occupied it.
As a soul as a non-material part of living things, but for human being this could be a part of believed to exist forever. For some cases the soul has put into one’s work as emotionally and intellectual energy and might be regarded as an ideal inner thing’s.
So far for believing something that’s not only a pot which had round-vessel that could holds liquids and solids, but for sure a body works are more manageable and much more dynamic than thinking about the city structure.

This in sometimes the area of ‘creation’ comes up as unconsciousness to the source of development to retarded the systematic proportion.
And for the body as always as a main frame, for each structure which has already their own living and so on the action came from the scenery of plexus major, which went forth since the beginning.

A body, a physical structure, a mainframe, main part of an occupied and an organized area, are also the core to the unspoken communicative action.

With or without consideration the whole of works from a body sometimes suddenly become motionless and there’s no good communication around that connection, physically and mentally, and this such of particular proportion also trigger some action of instinctive persona and by this also could create the idea of beauty and even evil.

The frame work of an occupied area, which also the gesture that created many of adaptation within the area itself become another ‘space’ and it’s a total responsibility to always occupied the space, considering or not, because the main connection has already in the mutual collaboration with mind and soul, so the existence of the space are physical structure and for there’s a time that could be more strange than that.

That’s why the physical appearances always could become the object of memory from the sensual of illusions, desire to betrayed or to live as another of being recognized, to which the very own existence and to substitutes for being others.

With every located substances of personal gesture become private material with also its physical manifestation, and for that’s why an action can be silence.

Communication has also direct relation for interactive motive in every action and re-action and that’s existence could always be executed in front of the other being directly, as considering this element become an idea of physic environment that also create a market-gesture in every establishment.

As something to remember, any life on earth has been brought within the range of technical possibilities.

arbiter elegantiarum

2009-09-24T00:07:00.000+07:00

Such a closed display she had. Her profile. Incredibly justify of knowing warm pleasure.
A dessert of just a warm Kiwi pleasure with light-white foam cream and ground Cinnamon on top.

As well those whose with charmed and consequences of having terrific matter of trustfulness within the quality of continuing steadily despite matter of problems.

But such a warm heart we had.
Those which light and humbly honoring value of being and well.

aquila non capit muscam

2009-09-23T23:58:00.000+07:00

Let’s keep it friendly you have to play fair
Enjoy the ride in madness and show
We need more conflicts before more the heart meet
Times to break to hide
You and me want to be unhappy

Of course, for sure, she just waving you good bye and thank you as return after she really had a great time within your cock’s and really taking care of tender licking cocksucker over pressing that smashing balls.

After hour she really got mad over your hot cum, she’s just stood there on her knee asking you to drop more and caressing the spasm over your shitty-cock’s head and licking it and not finished it.

Every time he’s asking for a little spreading the wallet thing’s, I just got myself a really soaked wet like shit hole over my twins labia.

While I just couldn’t get myself real ease to taking care of that fucking hot sweaty dick’s big horn piña colada just like a can of Budweiser Light with 50% more of fl.oz inside.

She’s sucked very well.

She’s just love my shit-hole and licking it very good indeed, every time I got myself trapped into slight of her eyes crying to have more cocks inside her while she’s busy with mine.

She’s just too busy handling it by herself that’s why I always had my own tits beside my head. And she’s also really had some fun time while I did biting her tits and watched it getting warm and done as well.

What shall been forgotten before every living things within memories and things that really shall happen happened happens?
If there’s some perfect point to show about that dilemma area of movement, maybe all point of views could end up still in dead.
Yup! And there’s death in so certain condition among all living things. What so certain in these life to live beside death, why shall we worried about how to be the legend of a great fortunate lives, in fact all of you already in death’s list. All are listed no matter what shall happen do happened and what’s so happens.

Now we tried to be more sophisticated to each other, which is, I’m not like you, the most of all, I’m not like the other that you’ve been with or I’m not the one that you wanted, so on I’m not the one like others and sometimes just fade up not like each one of you.

When I’ve got her arms to describe the world and still not my world, so I just missed my own pictures or probably it just her missing pale-white of amusing Jasmine in all times. Behind.

Forbidden abstract and indigenous comforter of our controlled mind jamming in neurons transformational simple adaptation but we just consider it as a new raw technical system for only just some way to survive and to be mold in another way of dealing sacrifices in whole times of yours and you can not stop for growing old. And it comes in no surprise even you still cannot dry your eyes. Just watch out for the other eye that already missing your texture. Amazing fishy fruitcakes in another pictures of fear that also growing old. What so important and gorgeous in our short of beliefs, a memory, promises, debt, obsession, flirts, loves, honors, prestigious, dreams, untold reasons, soul mates, closed person, deepest affairs, darkest secret, kisses, hugs, self-esteem, lusty act of sexiest moves that could catch and had already exploded.

Settled your dreams and it seems more important than reaching an honest truth of trust. You walked away to save your face that never worth because you had not that second thought. Shall the old stuff becoming permanent and sealed so the next step is held together and you called it to maintain the good things or memories that you shall not erased. What could I say beside what’s wrong with this beautiful picture anyway and shall I could more respected to this recognizing texture’s while it is fade up. While gone and goes and grow. I still had the earth. Why should you proclaim that you wanted go around with me in your perfect thoughts, you could read yourself so everybody could know you better and had some thing in you. but one thing that you shall missed about the whole diorama that everybody did not know me a clue and didn’t care about everybody either except their appearances in me but I could just shut them down in my perfect thoughts. And that’s for sure.

Remain secretly just like the edge of Valentine’s, remain secretly as Baroque and Rococo, remain honest for any jewels and routes that connected in the beauty of golden triangle.

Strive to enter by the narrow door, will seek to enter and will not be able.
When once the householder has risen up and shut the door, this can-not-dancing guy will begin to stand outside and to knock and saying, “please, open to us”.

“Where you come from? I do not know where you come from”
“We ate and drank in your presence, and you taught in our streets”
“I tell you, I do not know where you come from, depart from me, all you workers of iniquity!”
There you will weep and gnash your teeth and you yourselves thrust out.

Recognize the angel by it’s wings or aura or the smell of the cosmic or the dust from it’s trace or else by knowing the present of the evil deep within it’s grace, still wanted wings, it’ll graves buried lost, isn’t this the very start.
The song that sung on poem that hung. On hotel phone that you never knew about the code before, you still connect to that, yes, you still in touch on most questionable thought about reckless and clumsy, a really big mistake on sight, what a lie in blossom when return never touch the turning sign without sign and direction, that happened each time, each time, just like sleep and crying for not knowing the ‘you’ itself.

Almighty, while on way like your way like your pray becoming your prey.
More dirty values by conducting humans as its behave develop sunrise and building the earth to sleep again over and over by every each mile per second, shall we surprises you sometimes while you not around by destruct the predictable mindless system of honors that we and you got it already when inner plexus should believes that in contrary human are only simply as plants with brain grows like crazy tumor, that laugh and lies a lot than the room of cerebral cortex each brain could achieves, beliefs in each times, we stay to step on a plant but we realize that we could not survive no longer no with those stupid reincarnation or else re-grow relieves and destruct more complex with boring calling your bluffs. That’s too much too high on pressure. Still waiting you, my universal widow-whore’s.

Old behavior in present, more addictive and present-able because of its diorama of classic that seemingly cool but always with some fools, what we’ve got here are more than ‘there’ with seems beauty wonderful amazing with light that embrace.

What shall morning could gives for every hidden dew as crystal reflected early light, when all so sudden the punishment come, fear not to the substance gifted with uncertain being, ways of surviving the unpredictable trial of experience, an invisible armor of speech and nature’s rules.

Everyday in life and even almost in every funeral, should be free to get any responsibility for the form of maturity, even superhero needs a rest.
In highly state of dying with considering the acceptance of anger and bargaining in life until denial and isolation comes up from the only depression. Shut down the devil sake’s.

Living creatures are more than spirit of the angels, arriving before forbidden fruits, they had way we are always make our own way revealing to another as a behavior or else as a perfect statue no one else could found. The customized of boundaries the legal partnership of ritual movement the simple adjustment of consequences among parasites that held so deep waking another vision, creating more visible another neo-plagiarism in the plexus of burning cancer in my lonely angel.

The sound of the drug lord cuts the chords. Fake natures in instant cheap-capitalism more victims and victimized the circularity of massive freedom.
Flexible approaching to the next step era of the whole missions of protection, failed of possessive overload, like giving energy to the masses, calm like a bomb. Spoiled the track and bloods becoming the dull color of
Forgotten day.

Creating a good reason to avoid immaturity of real life for fools the warrior sounds, what in this another anonymous adventure, same old curiosity to demanding why so false to stop the time and loosing the time for testing jealousy that combining perception of thoughts of inner intellectual and an open minded way of thinking.

School boys and piranhas, primates and kangaroos, hippos and caterpillars, angels and termites, cockroaches and lizards, blowflies with lilies, hyenas with elks, bees and rats, tortoises and walruses…

May all gained loosing, companionship’s, watching too many movies, read all books, listening good and old songs, comparing others, intellectualized of mind trembling and situated by old-funky and new dioramas. It should be enough and enough thoughts within all experiences and to think for all things that have done.

You hypocrites!
All adversaries were put to shame.

A warmest solitude, even, in her secluded drama and cliché thinking about life to be live with so far.

tempora mutantur et nos mutamur in illis

2009-09-23T23:35:00.000+07:00

She filled herself with Lolita Lempicka’s bouquet, walking towards delimited houses, buildings and several dormitories.
She takes a leap for 24-Seven expediency store’s, lower ground, in care for Cherry-popped bubble gum.
She hates the smells of Cinnamon collided with Cumquats and bit sundry of Lime skins.
She’s returning the knife that’s been stabbed on her back to Grenadine’s beauty parlor.
She wants to do that pony.
Craving for her beaded Diadem from her own deep sea.
”I’m not a Clove”, she alleged.
”I’m not in some warehouse or train station”, she replied.
”Not fancy for diabolical dual of Slavnostik in Scottish parable of the lost forest hanky panky, either”, she sustained.
She was having Bambi.
Even though, her mom not so easy let her thoughts about it.
”It was considered an easy and ease story but not for near you, my dear.” she edify hardly.

She saw a small and tiny cracked exposed from a Red Diablo Buick’s sedan with golden-haired skin covering wheels.

A man with Galliano’s tux comes out and his misuse with crimson-slip satin, gold high heel stiletto and bluish Cashmere.
She smiled and felt joy.
It shall going to be a very deep and gorgeous Sun, she’s through.
This day joy and tomorrow glad.
The next day happy, as well with sorrow, poignant and glum just like the other days.
She laughed.
She said to her Mom, “rejoiced Mom, there’s no such thing as good, bad and worse. Only us that deem its there”.
“Well dear love, ad maiorem dei gloriam, ad multos annos”. Her moms speaks softly then smile.

sapienti sat

2009-09-23T23:19:00.000+07:00

then we were a king and the pioneer may proceed homo-caedere

may one's committed regicide than uxorious

may one's false by doing fratricide but all done so well and perfect that shine

the glory of anger the error of being right

still bright and glow... marvelous

the morning still and the day was no more arise

may we proceed.

While suddenly I could only just stand in the dance floor and thinking bemusedly amazing about love psychedelic, amused by the groove’s, that’s not too important thinking love, loves and loved that could not take us out into those paradise of loving and tender and so on could reminiscing as natural enlightenment for every inspiration which has also glued to age of behavior.

Physical drive to the most of an enormous delight in you and in the next moment, this guy, slowly flying to the chunk of light and crashed into the mirror ball, then falls apart.

Then again here I was standing again at the dance floor and the light spinning like the universe, this is for real not love experience.
While the ultimate guidance brought it light and with simple step to the corner, with wild eyes, scent of body, the sweat, the movement in red ‘carpet’ walk, more gorgeous than a cat near by the high fence of a warning dog’s.

While it could shine and rebel in the songs that gave while loves could meet heart and strong with your own, this is the very real start.

"When a man dwells in his mind on the object of sense, attachment to them is produced. From attachment springs desire and from desire comes anger."

"From anger arises bewilderment, from bewilderment loss of memory; and from loss of memory, the destruction of intelligence and from the destruction of intelligence he perishes."

In as much as many have undertaken to compile a narrative of the things which have been accomplished among us. just as they were delivered to us by those who from the beginning were eyewitnesses and ministers of the word.

It seem good to me also, having followed all things closely for some time past, to write an orderly account for you, most excellent The-oph'ilus, that you may know the truth concerning the things of which you have been informed.

quot homines tot sententiae

2009-09-23T23:08:00.000+07:00

my holiday is over and I’m heading back to work. (Boring). Luckily the sun keeps shining. Missing you.

Hey honey! Enjoy, the warmth of the Rum in the hot. I’m super jet-lagged and try to recover for the weekend. Kisses and love.

Hey! hotter than hot. I send you my love and wish to see you. next time I’m in.

Honey, I would love to share all these drinks with you here! Somehow I get easier drunk in here. Love you. P A R T Y!!

Dearest. I’m back. I’ve decided to dedicate today for shopping. I’m also trying to find a place where to leave my mark to you. Love.

Hi honey, I actually arrived to the city today. Back on Thursday. It’s beautiful night with some Whiskey and Beer. Kisses!

Dearest, it’s so bizarre being this close to you and I still not see you. I enjoy tropical heat and the refreshing rains. Salute for today. Kisses!

Dearest, kisses from hot! I’m waiting for tonight with friends. I’m soon of to the beach in my bikinis.

Hey Honey! I’m counting the minutes to my holiday, just had the opening. I miss you too! Kisses and love.

Dearest, kisses from the Arctic Circle! I hope you are doing well. We are installing big time and wondering about the midnight sun. Love you.

Dearest, I will be in August! We need to meet up. LOVE.

Dearest, I miss you too. I was dancing Tango with you today. I feel you close. L O V E.

Thanks so much for your kind words honey! I’m going there by myself. Kisses to you.

Yes I’m planning to go there at least for few months in February to do a project with the girls, and maybe stay longer.

Dearest, I’m so happy that you are doing well. I’ve been occupied with the funeral and global village festival. Now planning my move. Miss you tons. Love.

Dearest, are you guys safe from the earthquake? Please, let me know. L O V E.

Dear, you gave me so much energy and strength today! It was so beautiful to feel your presence. Kisses and love.

Thanks so much.Your thoughts mean a lot to me. I’m quite ok, will know about the operation tomorrow. Kisses!

Hey honey, I hope you’re having a nice evening. I’m stuffing myself with delicious food with great friends. The fog outside takes me back to the past we had. L O V E.

Slow Tango sounds so good. I would love that! Dreaming of it. Enjoy your night! And touch the sky with me.

Honey that sounds so good! I’m chilling with a dear friend. Love it. Otherwise I’m a bit low as I had an accident. Kisses!

Honey, I’m having white wine in the sun with a dear friend. Almost perfect. Miss you.

Dearest, some equatorial sunshine would make me very happy right now!

I’m on the boat, sailing to work, the weather is far from warm. You know how it is. Kisses!

Dearest, have a safe flight home. I started to work on a story and will stay at home for today, don’t feel like seeing anyone. I love you. Kisses.

Yes, honey. Salute to you and to life!

Sounds so good! I haven’t been able to get dressed the whole day, but took a long sauna.

Dear, enjoy the people and the Rum. Miss you.

Honey, I’m taking super e-z with my cats. Need to go record shopping as soon as I get my booty up from the sofa. Can’t even focus on a coffee cup. Kisses.

Dear dear, I miss you too. It was the greatest to have met you and to know your spirit. Waiting to see you soon again at home. Love you.

gratia placenti graviora manent

2009-09-12T05:49:00.000+07:00

a car await.
a red cabriolet. top hat's and wide pink on sweet dessert salad.
a kiosk smell tobacco. a lamb slices on the grill.
pointed sewer tips smell warm blended with chestnut.
a savior. drunk of cans. sodas and clean natural bio mineral water.
banks of chairs. wooded hand grilled.
she held the gun slowly put her arms up toward the window.
a slide of triangular shaped foot a stand.
a pair of identical mirror telescopes mounted side-by-side and aligned to point accurately in the same direction.
she's sigh.
this man I know.
truly she had some with him in the past.
he could not recalled.
as well is she.
she laid back and sigh on sight.
she had a wonderful shag last night.
she feel her clitoris uptight against each of inside her wall.
a vagina-plateau being shaken.
she's slowly grab the edge of the trigger.
having herself while pointing someones head are no matter as for fun.
as the guy.
as one other day crossing the woods and the river banks.
a jog for sport there it is.
he had gifts. he's gifted. he's expensive.
one head for a hummer. all clean.
now as he now standing.
wide space open.
all been arranged.
there she goes.
he start to dig up.
head's down.
the fly.
the spiral.
the wind.
the brick wall.
half glass of espresso away.
one head down.
vanished.
bang the stoned.
head to the ground.
she digest to killed one's own.
a spectator.
not in her wildest dream's to have him. inside.
to fuck with her own nature of nurture.
fixed her strings.
a beaded wings.
diadem of own thoughts and solid ass.
a grab of the future she is. to the hips and to the low. the v.
a cold pointed metal and several bullets she holds.
a smile.
a sweet tits.
a broken breast.
a smooth bare titties.
as the air and it's glow.
broken night and slide shows.
a guy bleeding flow's.
head to the ground.
meet me to a warm pussy.

ancilla vinum portat

2009-09-12T01:20:00.001+07:00

and here's my Glock dancing lady.
the one's slave who's carries wine.
steps ahead while clocking the Glock. cocking.
smile sweet little lady undo picking up out juices.
sweet Luv little lady. sleep while await. Guillotine.
sex to me several. cock clocking like your Glock.
triggered I am there it is.
smile my dancing Glock candle lady.
my sweet little Glock dancing lady.
see my head through the wall you see.
my lady queen of Glock dancing lady.

venisti remanebis donec denuo compeltus sis

2009-09-10T06:03:00.000+07:00

then she walks toward Marketplatz. holding church with both of her sunny-skin hand's.
she almost bump a guy near the coffee shop.
never know what's coming. surprisingly the guy was so aromatic. his scent and his accent.
suddenly her lips opened. a fine wine, a red La Mancha flavor.
she's passing the southern of the guy view's. her breast was tightened and her tits becoming so hard.
she couldn't wait until the next corner of finanzentrum. an old building that helps her warm.
seems too obvious to see her blooming in the face and through her breast.
the guy comes.
he stood there.
holding his own lips.
she offer her hands.
with the church stand still.
the guy pushed her to the pre-historic carved stones wall.
she hold the church while her pelvic muscle become naturally held against his weight.
the scent so gorgeous.
fatally flavorsome.
a deep touch. one of her finger surprisingly touch the guy nipple's.
the guy get entertained. a very well appreciation.
then the Leine stream goes.
Like Rhine in the summer.
touching her deep and long. soaked.
conquering her thoughts and the church to hold.
the guy just a scent.
she look again and start to slowly put off her beaded g-string's.
shaved and smooth like Tartuffe.
the guy walk away.
a pink Unicorn just afar. she couldn't wait longer.
longing to see her light-brown delightful nipples to blow away by the autumn wind.
makes her indulge herself and feel superb after it.
the guy vanished. thin air has safe him.
she was handling the church until the next clean triangle.
she moves toward the river.
put the church there at the delta.
smile.
her soaked vagina become so warm.
she needs something else.
almost with every enchanted coitus she had. abusing her clitoral hood's.
one that's been faithfully engage to emotional fatigue.
she felt warmth.
she left wrath.
I put mine deep into her and cumm out load. louder.
she's happy just a precious to have it dance again.
she's dancing.
and whispered to me "come Luv, I'll accompany you. see us grow old together, Love".

ab uno disce omnes

2007-06-12T06:02:00.000+07:00

"we stopped our cars. My client told me that it was absolutely necessary that I devise some excuse to stop the person whom I had seen go into the Gillett house when she started back toward the city. He said I simply must get in the car with her and remain with her until she reached a telephone booth and that I must learn the number she called. He said she was rather friendly and that I was to win her confidence. He said I was to spend the night with her, if possible."

"what did you do?"

(Mr. Carl Freeman Jasper and Mr. Hamilton Burger, taken from Chapter Fifteen, Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse")

video sed non credo

2007-05-13T15:22:00.000+07:00

"In your eyes I can see that you cracking up, in your eyes I can see that you fading up for piece in my head." Mr. Gusgul said it crying, sobbing. "Turn the radio on now and cry to me." whispered Ms. Bethelmia, "But what if I feel like this way to just broke your heart and see you whispered to me just to say don't at this moment, without please."

(Mr. Despartone Gusgul and Ms. Bethelmia Quentina, taken from "The Owner of The Atom" by Nazira Barkhalzha)

absit omen, absit invidia

2007-04-18T23:34:00.000+07:00

"I have two kids." she said, then she continued, "I've married for 4 years... only," "My kids with my Mom, it is she and he actually, my daughter is the old one, she's 3, and the younger brother just 6 month now, my husband died somewhere while fucking old black dirty bitch, apologize my so speaking... but yes, I'm falling in love with others... others, I mean more than two persons, like the other was a husband with 4 kids and his wife asked me not to marry him, NO, I just fucked him good and take his sympathy for me, and while the other others, well some of them has big cock and loves to get sucked and other just small... I mean really young and has small thingy hanging below, didn't know nothing about erection or cumm'... well we just fucking." said Ms. Lara Madeleine continuously, then she said "I'm not intended to give free fucking actually, I'm not loved it or fancied it but for some reasons I just wanted to know that I still had capability as a women, I'm 27 now."

(Ms. Lara Madeleine, taken from Radio Pocket City Radio, Part 47. "Mommy I'm selling the house right now")

acta est fabula plaudite

2007-03-08T21:15:00.000+07:00

"Of course something happened," she said. "You know what it was. The man I thought was my husband was actually committing bigamy. I was simply a bigamous wife.
"My husband, or the man I thought was my husband, found out that Gwynn was making a call at this other address, and, of course, assumed that Gwynn would find out about his bigamy and tell me. He determined to kill her in order to keep her from talking. He fixed up a drink of gin and tonic and added strychnine. I didn't realize this until Gwynn had left the house and after he had left the house and I found the bottle of strychnine tablets where he had left it after removing it from the medicine chest. I had thought Gwynn poured the drink down the washbowl. At the time, I thought merely that my husband had made it too strong.
"When Gwynn returned that evening and had a gun with her, I felt that the time had come for a show down. I tried to make her tell me, but she wouldn't. I could see she was lying. I put barbiturates in Gwynn's milk toast and, when she was safely as sleep, I took the gun and went out to find my husband."

(Nell Arlington, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)

absit omen

2007-03-08T21:02:00.000+07:00

"when you stop to think of it," Della Street said, "he did seem to walk into our trap most beautifully. He handled everything so obligingly."

(Della Street, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)

rosa rubicondior lilio candidior omnibus formosior semper in te glorior

2007-03-07T21:55:00.000+07:00

be merciful
judge not...
condemn not...
forgive...
give...
"can a blind man lead a blind man? will they not both fall into a pit?"

but I say to you that hear
love your enemies, do good to those who hate you.
give to every one who begs from you;...
if you love those who love you, what credit is that for you? for even sinners love those who love them.
and if you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that for you? for even sinners do the same.
and if you lend to those from whom you hope to receive, what credit is that to you? even sinners lend to sinners, to receive as much again.
but love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return; and your reward will be great...

blessed are you poor
for yours is the kingdom...
blessed are you that hunger now, for you shall be satisfied.
blessed are you that weep now, for you shall laugh.
blessed are you when men hate you, and when they exclude you and revile you, and cast out your name as evil, on account...
rejoice in that day, and leap for joy, for behold, your reward is great...
but woe to you that are rich, for you have received your consolation.
woe to you that are full now, for you shall hunger.
woe to you that laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
woe to you, when all men speak well of you...

parable
no one tears a piece from a new garment and puts it upon an old garment; if he does, he will tear the new, and the piece from the new will not match the old.
and no one puts new wine into old wineskins; if he does, the new wine will burst the skins and it will be spilled, and the skins will be destroyed.
but new wine must be put into fresh wineskins.
and no one after drinking old wine desires new;
"the old is good"

why do you eat and drink with tax collectors
...and sinners?"
..."those who are well have no need of physician, but those who are sick"
"can you make wedding guest fast while the bridegroom is with them?"
the days will come, when the bridegroom is taken away from them, and then they will fast in those days.

Man, your sin are forgiven you
"who is this that speaks blasphemies?"...
"why do you question in your hearts?"
which is easier, to say, "your sins are forgiven you", or to say, "rise and walk" ?
... "I say to you, rise, take up your bed and go home".

and demons also came out of many
crying,
and when it was day he departed and went into a lonely place.
...and would have kept him from leaving them;
"do not be afraid; henceforth you will be catching men"

have you come to destroy us
doubtless you will quote to me this proverb, 'physician, heal yourself; what we have heard you did at Caper'na-um, do here also in your own country.
...there was a man who had the spirit of an unclean demon; and he cried out with a loud voice.
AH! what have you to do with us...
...have you come to destroy us? I know who you are,...
...be silent, and come out...
and when the demon had thrown him down in the midst, he came out of him, having done him no harm. and they were amazed and said to one another, what is this word? for with authority and power he commands the unclean spirits, and they come out.

they all marvelled
and immediately his mouth was opened and his tongue loosed, and he spoke...

and they said to her
...and they made signs to his father, inquiring what he would have him called
and he asked for writing tablet, and wrote...

for behold
for behold, when the voice of your greeting came to my ears...
and blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfilment of what was spoken to her...
my soul magnifies... and my spirit rejoices...
for behold, henceforth all generations...

salutation
she was greatly troubled at the saying, and considered in her mind what sort of greeting this might be...
do not be afraid... and behold...

non temere
and you will have joy and gladness...
to turn the hearts of the fathers to the children, and disobedient to the wisdom of the just...
A che conoscero io questo?
Io son Gabriele che sto davanti a Dio:
I am Gabriel

who do the people say that I am
... the son of man must suffer many things, and be rejected...
for whoever would save his life will lose it...
for what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses or forfeits himself?

cured those who had need of healing
now the day began to wear away...
send the crowd away, to go into the villages and country round about, to lodge and get provisions, for we are here in a lonely place.
make them sit down in companies.

nation will rise against nation
... and kingdom against kingdom, there will be great earthquakes, and in various places famines and pestilences; and there will be terrors and great signs...
... they will lay their hands on you and persecute you...
... you will be brought before kings and governors...

I am

Affair of the diamond necklace

2007-03-05T04:39:00.000+07:00

She became impatient with the jeweller and snapped, "Not only have I never commissioned you to make a jewel … but, what is more, I have told you repeatedly that I would never add so much as another carat to my present collection of diamonds. I refused to buy your necklace for myself; the king offered to buy it for me, and I refused it as a gift. Never mention it again."

October 16, 1793

2007-03-05T04:04:00.000+07:00

The priest who had accompanied her whispered, "This is the moment, Madame, to arm yourself with courage." Marie Antoinette turned to look at him and smiled, "Courage? The moment when my troubles are going to end is not the moment when my courage is going to fail me."

from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse

2007-03-04T05:19:00.000+07:00

Della Street brought Gwynn Elston into Perry Mason's office.
"I'm afraid, Mr. Mason," she said nervously, smoothing her skirt over her knees, "I'm afraid I'm going to be mixed up in the murder."
"Just what is your position going to be in the murder?"

"Why should I see her?"
Perry Mason asked.
"Because, Mr. Mason, Miss Elston wants you to translate certain Chinese characters for her and to find out whether a crumpled piece of tissue contains strychnine. And, besides, she's a dish with plenty of this and that and these and those."
"Let's take a look at her."

"I stepped forward and could see a man's leg and then the other leg sort of doubled up. I parted the brush and saw the face of Felting Grimes."
"He was dead?" Perry Mason asked.
"Stone, cold dead."
"What made you think he's been murdered?"
"There was a bullet hole in his chest."
"All right. Let's hear the rest of it."

"You know, Gwynn," Mason said, "you're a rotten liar."
Her face flushed and she started to get up.
"Honestly Mr. Mason, I'm telling you the absolute truth. If I were lying, it would be a lot more artistic."

who is to live with light action Hollywood

2007-03-04T04:49:00.000+07:00

Harvey Henderson Wilcox of Kansas love Daeida from Topeka then Los Angeles to the West-Northwest and Cahuenga Pass of Toyon.

cor ad cor loquitur

2007-03-01T16:38:00.000+07:00

"I have an assigned territory," she said, "for the series of books which are designed to give parents the answers to questions that children will want to know. The books are so cleverly arranged that there is really no age limit. Not only are the answers listed to questions which will be asked by the very young, but there is information which even the adult..."

She broke off with a quick laugh. "I'm sorry, Mr Mason, but I've repeated this so many times that when I start on it just can't seem to stop and condense. I'm giving you what is known in the trade as "the canned approach' - anyway, you get the idea."

(Gwynn Elston, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)

exeunt

2007-02-28T15:24:00.000+07:00

Ezra Honcutt shifted his eyes to Della Street, promptly lowered to the floor. "Good night, ma'am," he said.
"Good night," Della Street said, "and I'm very pleased I met you and thanks a lot for your help."
She moved impulsively toward him and extended her hand.
Honcutt's Adam's apple raced up and down his throat twice before he could say, "Thank you, ma'am, very much."
For a moment he touched her hand, then pulled his own hand back.

(Ezra Honcutt and Della Street, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)

in statu nascendi

2007-02-28T15:11:00.000+07:00

Perry Mason said seriously. "Do you suppose there is any chance on earth that this case is one-tenth as interesting as you're making it sound?"
"Somehow," Della Street said, "I have an idea it's even more interesting, although I admit I did try to doll it up a bit."
"Let's take a look at her," Mason said.
Della Street nodded and glided quietly through the door to the outer office.

(Della Street and Perry Mason, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)

modus vivendi

2007-02-26T21:32:00.000+07:00

"I finished up my work at about nine o'clock. The eleventh was my day off. I had been told that I didn't need to stay all night on the tenth, so I left the house just prior to nine in the evening - just view minutes before. I had planned to return early on the morning of the twelfth. However, the police located me and interfered with my plans."

(Mrs. Minnie Crowder, from Erle Stanley Gardner "Perry Mason solves the case of the Bigamous Spouse)