martes, noviembre 28, 2006

Ik wil sterven
Het leven is afschuwelijk.
De god wil me vernietigen

domingo, noviembre 05, 2006

Una semana

A week have passed since the last time I wrote something here. Some things have passed since then. (And that's pretty obvious, if nothing happened then it only could mean that time has stopped) But anyway. THe point is that I have seen a lack of inspiration in almost all the other blogs that I visit (but one, who has a painful inspiration). Or some wrong inspiration. Another week, another time. Another morning, another pillows. Maybe is the winter coming. Maybe it's the moon rising. Days with their mornings. Their sunrises, their moons, their nights. And the desicions that made us through all those days. And of course, the ups and downs of us, the mentally disabled. (I think that's a joke).

Also is the absurd. The absurd of being something, do things, chores, works in five days, just willing to the weekend to come, just to realize that maybe in that time you are doing pretty much the same as in the weekdays, or just waiting for the weekend to come, and, be full of expectations that do not come at all. Why not? Why not having fun on monday? or tuesday.

Everything just comes, happens, occurs and nothing makes sense.