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writing I've been doing at this moment is in a state of paralysis. That puzzled me resulting particularly remarkable for the degree of uncertainty that has been plunging. But this stage remains undefined next phase of definition and that's good for his chances of moving to such a long wait. In the way I write does not say anything. Just find a sea of \u200b\u200bquestions. Everything is confusing and chaotic. An overly strict and rigid writing lacks a future safe from falling into a void unintelligible and that only small communities of outgoing exaggerated in their approaches supremacist cult and make it gather in catacombs species to read and reread this writing indecipherable hieroglyphic and closer to the staff. For now the quiet is not the best indication of restarting a serious work of literature, as it should be making their way at gunpoint or vicious dogs ahead to get into a sacred sophistication and reunion with the possibilities that has the power to appoint a horse through the image of a train or a shirt lying in the sun. On this point I have some ideas I thought of a narrative that traces the lives of people with occupations or skills considered rare, useless, lost, for example, diver
Seller Seller
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bus Weight Lifter
stripper
Dealer Bartender food
office
Most come from poor neighborhoods, houses in squatter, condemned houses, no running water, no light and serious problems of crime and drugs. Some want to achieve fame, money and get his family out of the hole, bad dangerous life, dangerous, hard to bear which has trained other relatives who have ended up in jail or dead. I'm interested in those who have no clear goals that could not visualisarce and live day to day. Do not know what will happen tomorrow. They live their routines with an almost religious resignation. "This is what God wanted," weighted.
First there is a mental process that passes through a system of obsession through sets, images, landscapes and photographic memories that take place in terms of game, review your mind and predispose to attitudes towards the understanding of what we understand as art. It is as if the material prior to recounting go through the whole history of art and its discoveries. Of course what is contemplated is the accumulation of wisdom and reports that you have on literature and art at any given time, full of speculation and quicksand to be leaking where the waste will settling into a visual construction and then in writing. I would call it a process that comes from the mental to the material through filters and strainers, not to brush the idea or image but the caution and report such as going to translate into an art form.
January 13, 2009
writing I've been doing at this moment is in a state of paralysis. That puzzled me resulting particularly remarkable for the degree of uncertainty that has been plunging. But this stage remains undefined next phase of definition and that's good for his chances of moving to such a long wait. In the way I write does not say anything. Just find a sea of \u200b\u200bquestions. Everything is confusing and chaotic. An overly strict and rigid writing lacks a future safe from falling into a void unintelligible and that only small communities of outgoing exaggerated in their approaches supremacist cult and make it gather in catacombs species to read and reread this writing indecipherable hieroglyphic and closer to the staff. For now the quiet is not the best indication of restarting a serious work of literature, as it should be making their way at gunpoint or vicious dogs ahead to get into a sacred sophistication and reunion with the possibilities that has the power to appoint a horse through the image of a train or a shirt lying in the sun. On this point I have some ideas I thought of a narrative that traces the lives of people with occupations or skills considered rare, useless, lost, for example, diver
Seller Seller
lights cd sweets in ex-boxer
bus Weight Lifter
stripper
Dealer Bartender food
office
Most come from poor neighborhoods, houses in squatter, condemned houses, no running water, no light and serious problems of crime and drugs. Some want to achieve fame, money and get his family out of the hole, bad dangerous life, dangerous, hard to bear which has trained other relatives who have ended up in jail or dead. I'm interested in those who have no clear goals that could not visualisarce and live day to day. Do not know what will happen tomorrow. They live their routines with an almost religious resignation. "This is what God wanted," weighted.
First there is a mental process that passes through a system of obsession through sets, images, landscapes and photographic memories that take place in terms of game, review your mind and predispose to attitudes towards the understanding of what we understand as art. It is as if the material prior to recounting go through the whole history of art and its discoveries. Of course what is contemplated is the accumulation of wisdom and reports that you have on literature and art at any given time, full of speculation and quicksand to be leaking where the waste will settling into a visual construction and then in writing. I would call it a process that comes from the mental to the material through filters and strainers, not to brush the idea or image but the caution and report such as going to translate into an art form.
January 13, 2009
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