to scratch his belly macaques
..... Boil Microwave frozen zucchini with Uncle Gugo
...... We are not mica to roll the pythons!
.... rub tusks of elephants biopark!
..... comb dollsanonymous
..... to do the waxing pelusciSilvia C.
... blow on the soupRobert N.
... put the nail polish of elephantsFederica B.
.... to cut the claws goldfishToni R.
... play in Shanghai with earthwormsSilvia C.
.. amatriciana do with the soy sauceSilvia C.
"You have good karma!"
said a commission from the shop Tarot
in the house had a cat with eyes of different colors and called it: ' Bowie ',
of Persian origin, such as carpets on which Scheherazade
telling stories like threads of carpets
to fly away from Baghdad.
Real Estate Market expanding for someone like me, looking for attention.
So I left his house and its purifying incense
now because I got tired of the world as seen from the outside,
seen from the books, seen the film, seen on TV .
From true despite all loved the most,
with the stench and the smell, the birth and decay.
threw another nut to jump to 'other position
RIT
[In the game of the world that you do not win ever ...
Who wants to stay out stay out,
and players raise their hands! (X 2)]
the border between Pakistan and the United States there is a kiosk that sells used documents.
I bought one of the old Sultan drowned
in chocolate Easter egg
melted by the heat
desert and cluster bombs.
It took my picture and I was welcomed at a reception at the White House.
I recognized my old flame who had become secretary of a minister.
She did not recognize me with a turban and a visa.
night, in bed, I said
that someone remembered that he had met in the past:
"how strange life is crazy!" I-told-
"I remember the only person I was in love and now that has disappeared gone forever ...
[RIT]
Going to visit an exhibition of a painter
who painted pictures with his blood and his saliva,
entered for the event salon another painter
that, instead, painted with sweat and a live tiger,
using his tail as a brush and the world as the only model.
We did know and told me that he had never studied art,
but communicated with the most ferocious beasts and challenged the death at every stroke.
I gave her a picture that I gave to my girlfriend who
I could not tame.
And now she paints using her hair as a brush
and my old face
be subject to reinterpretation.
While I'm gone away by now,
I am already in another situation and launch
these surplus nuts and a few places ...
[RIT]
Mexico. District Federal 26 million
In search of a treasure. The map is written in code
on the steps of Teotihuacán,
but a spell erases his memory
when you go down and back to center.
Yet I am sure something
I stayed inside.
that when you take your car lately,
looking at the world from the rearview
I see my life going away
and I'm not afraid,
fact I put him in a new sense of adventure,
have another face on her neck made it more complex
maneuver.
But I am no longer alone and I'm happy,
is always zero to ten percent,
between peace and wind
I always wind.
bet on the future expansion in
And I throw the dice and change position
[RIT]
seek the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth
and I am enlisted in the Foreign Legion
to pretend to have a past to be forgotten:
so I ended up procuring women to players
fleeing from withdrawals, in return see
their close shots,
to learn the art of precision
combined with the speed and strategy,
all flavored with fantasy
that thing that you can not learn
However, you may be able to wake up so
forced to watch the ball,
taken a decision
and I went on the first train for the first place
starting with A.
And planted my tent in Algeria where he met
Another religion that will impose a lot of sacrifices
except to surrender to fear,
that there was better than most was
but thank God early evening came and I slipped
in the bed of a heretic
warmed me with the burning of his sides
and kept telling me: "I miss you already!"
because he knew that I would leave the next day
because more than one choice is calling
pushing me to throw another die
to advance a few places
[RIT]
At the bar there was John the optimist
He introduced himself and gave me his book
What I gave to my father
On the day of First Communion
telling him to read it as if it were written
in an unknown language
where each letter means still life,
in return gave me a hat Pinocchio
that I wore to a party to a 'Embassy
where I met the mother of my
7 children born in each a different continent
who met only in At
some war or a 'flood,
or to compose a song that they have agreed to record,
but every day it continues to change
and that nobody can ever
learn to
entire
who finds himself immersed in a chorus
in a symphony
without score,
expressing a sense of infinity
but at a rate more than sensual,
more than sensual,
that makes you want to play,
[RIT]
beginning was chaos,
chaos took shape our teeth made
attached to bite apples,
our arms to weave sails,
and then his eyes to look at the horizon,
not settle for
think that what you do not see there
that what is not there never was,
consequently there will be even
and this is not true.
Our game does not end,
wonder why
is a demon that kidnaps you
long as there is someone who relies on intuition
and throws a nut and moves to another location
[RIT]
