This intends to be a barbarian yell that nobody should be able to put an ear on.
This may sound a nonsense proof of life, but in fact, it isnt, since one cannot tell if someone is alive just by hearing him breathing or by just looking the waving movement of the breast produced by the beatings of the heart....
How can we tell then?
i suppose it depends on the personal point of view, but here is one reason: to set and mantain a dialogue with one's deep seas of the inside. This may finally lead you to think THERE IS someone down there that exists, and somehow tries to get further up and reach out the surface.
Maybe a bit puzzling for the first entry, even for me. Forcing myself to write in english may contribute to the fuzzy sense of all this, but i think it's a good exercise, even if i dont plan to get in touch with any people. For those curious rounders out there it will be a nice opportunity to point at my english mistakes. I will thank honestly those comments.
The title of this blog makes a reference to one of the 19 masterpieces a guy named R. Johnson did almost a century ago. As far as im concerned, that hellhound is something methaforical: it represents a phat no good piece of myself from which i try to get away constantly. In a positive sense, it makes me keep pushing myself higher and higher though it implies so much pain sometimes, one cannot give up questioning about terms and ideas too far from being useful and practical for life. This is consequently a clear burden one has to carry, but i guess everybody carries his owns so no way getting stuck!!
enough for today!
This may sound a nonsense proof of life, but in fact, it isnt, since one cannot tell if someone is alive just by hearing him breathing or by just looking the waving movement of the breast produced by the beatings of the heart....
How can we tell then?
i suppose it depends on the personal point of view, but here is one reason: to set and mantain a dialogue with one's deep seas of the inside. This may finally lead you to think THERE IS someone down there that exists, and somehow tries to get further up and reach out the surface.
Maybe a bit puzzling for the first entry, even for me. Forcing myself to write in english may contribute to the fuzzy sense of all this, but i think it's a good exercise, even if i dont plan to get in touch with any people. For those curious rounders out there it will be a nice opportunity to point at my english mistakes. I will thank honestly those comments.
The title of this blog makes a reference to one of the 19 masterpieces a guy named R. Johnson did almost a century ago. As far as im concerned, that hellhound is something methaforical: it represents a phat no good piece of myself from which i try to get away constantly. In a positive sense, it makes me keep pushing myself higher and higher though it implies so much pain sometimes, one cannot give up questioning about terms and ideas too far from being useful and practical for life. This is consequently a clear burden one has to carry, but i guess everybody carries his owns so no way getting stuck!!
enough for today!
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Nice blog.I wish you the best
Hi!!! thank you very much for your comment! i wasnt expecting anyone to lay a comment.
Think i have to profit from your acquaintance so that you can "teach me somehow".
i use to watch english and amercian movies but the toughest thing has to do with grammar, which i dont master at all, and as time goes by it becomes more difficult to pick up my old knowledge and make it work properly!!
I see you r in miami.. Whoa nice to meet you and hope to speak to you again!!!
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