on the road

Lennin- Toys
Mum- Chocolate
Life. What is life?
I´m resting on this bedless floor, Feeling the warmth of my cold body.
Life. What is life? Ask Platón maybe.
Life is now, happening trough my fingers. Vacuidad.
Unfair the fair. Forget about hope, forget about fear. Feel the fear and hope and then forget them. Keep going.
Expectation leads disappointment.
The books.

Life is about the 5 seconds of dancing, and about 1 second of feeling your whole body in the wooden floor.
Life was is and will be.
I die everyday. I born everyday.
As the leaves are falling again. I feel the freshness of the winter.
Es tiempo de guarda?

Its been a long journey. My journey.
My teachers. My students.
The kind of trip that never stops.
Impermanence. Redemption. Resignation and light.
Forgiveness. Do you forgive yourself?
How dark could the darkness be over the light?
And how light is the black?

Love. Love in itself. Love as a creature, love in this perfect imperfection.
a name, a skin a house in a head. and my headless life in re-construction.
I miss you. I´m angry. I´m vulnerable as a little piece of grass. Il tutto.
What its important is the message, not the messenger.

I need to pi.pi.
Money, work, plan, mortage, boundaries, visas, price, bottles, marketing, rooms, brown shoes, iphones, macs, adresses, clocks, flyers, tikets, texts, facebook, cameras, time, words,

toromierda!!!!! (please translate)

balance. dance. equilibrium. el medio, a la media y media.

laughs, conversations, hugs, daylight, fresh nights, river, songs, wind, water, food, breath, patience, conection, peace, real tortilla, cup of tea, innocence, children, grass, un buen danzón?
yellow floor because of the autum.

la neta del planeta.