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This is my 10^th and Last General Comment…[Blog Inside]

Sometimes we think about our lives and we wonder if what we are doing …is it good ?….

or good enough ?… is that it makes sense?… is this question is essential… the answer is No !!!

I often thought about my life, mostly in the morning on the way to work in the subway, I wanted to fly and run away from this lifestyle…Walk the world, trying to find out some Hypothetic Answers to some Evergreen Questions...Finally, we realize that only a few people could escape from their own destiny.. Life is full of micro-events and few things are truly worthy.

Ultimately, only one rule count: in life...Worse than Sadness is Regret…

Have You never learned to not look back, by playing this little game …

Some people had been turned into Statue of Salt…

/Av.

Sometimes I’m making some Strange Dreams….

Forms and Shade…Silent Voices…

Anti Monde - Anti Matiere - Les 100 Ciels….Préalable Déterminant.

Reverse World, Denied Access Memory, None Thoughts, Revolver extended spin off view …Shallow thin eye analysis in fuzzy mellow ambient room… illogical relationship …No sound conversation …Never under control, far away from our overwhelming conscientious common life … Close your eyes and watch the None Reality of your own Nothing Being… Never try to find answers in your dreams cause those are the zero degree of Truth…or the opposite…When Nothing means Something… Monochrome Dreams just gives you more Unreal & Unknown Lifetime…Well above the Silence…Nobody listening !!!

At Night all Cats are Grey…

/Av.

He: A coffee for me… I was looking for you.
She: And ?…
He: I found you !
She: Nobody knows where I live.
He: No one knows…

[Belongings, Memories, Friends, Love… Those are all Traps…. Changing life, Identity… We never forget where we come from … and who we really are. What you do really possess and why people want to possess you ? Certainly cause what they might see in you, make themselves more closer to their own idea of immaculate conception of [?]…“The Art of Imperfection“… Neurological Obsession create Emptiness and feed it…Why this Desire become a Need ?…But what you own… is yours or … you belongs to it ? You know what it means…just look around you and open up your mind]

He: Why going away ? Have you tried to escape from me ?

She: Do you hear the Music he’s playing ?
He: I saw you, that should be enough for me… at least for a while… I will try.
/Av.

[I was searching for that something …Trying to find it on the run…
And just when I stopped looking ,I saw just how far I'd come…In this life ….]

She: Who are you ? …

He: The door was open ...

[Well...you make me feel Alive and inspire me...you also give me a feeling of insecurity...which you don't have without Love...Afraid of losing you or Myself…All these Words in my mouth, my head and my Soul…I want to say your Name at the Edge of Eternity... and listen the Echo coming back deep in my dream and walk on the Wood of my Mind in Silence...the Bet of Life, but do you really know how to play ???]

She: What are you lookin…..huh…

She: Should i say something ?
He: No need ...Anyway, tomorrow everybody will have forgotten...
/Av.

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Clube > The Hot Pan Club Presents: The Haxixins (Sao Paulo/Brasil) (live), Maria P & Pedro Chau (dj's)

Da beira de um córrego da Zona LOST, apelido dado para a Zona Leste da cidade de São Paulo, a parte da periferia de onde vieram as bandas mais garageiras da cena brasileira, surgem Os Haxixins. Talvez pelos vapores, a poeira ou o ar do local, eles são a banda mais obscura, psicodélica e autêntica da vizinhança. Influenciados pelo rock obscuro dos 60's, garage punk e psicodelia, os amigos Sir Uly (bateria) e Fábio (guitarra) resolveram montar um repertório “Só com o pedal Fuzz e a coragem”, segundo o próprio Uly, depois de terem feito parte da extinta banda The Merry Prankster

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