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Again

A-gain, again, means to repeat something, to do it once more, to ask for it, and again. This word comes from the phenomenological construction of my human brain, it comes from within the mysteries of the noumena, which it only pertains to that which is invisible. It is my way of breathing through time and space, through a visible continuum of noise. It runs through the deepest and dearest extension of the Dasein, it is in there which the secrets are revealed, and peace is achieved. In the mystical realm of the Forms, in the solitude of Jude, and the nemesis of her. I bath in love, and love only is that which allows the spirit to transcend, to move beyond the aesthetic sensuous thought of play, rather, it locates in the center, and it allows for the agitation in the margin, then it breathes, it does. Graphite sketch, evolving on top of liberty and liberty resting beneath the ethics. 

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Pilot

Everything in the film industry starts with a Pilot. That is the one episode producers get to submit before it is decided whether the show can go on, or not. I suppose this is the type of pilot where no one is able to stop it from coming. I suppose the ultimate expression of human beings should be tolerated to a certain extent, and this expression, this work, is to be a way of catharsis, a way of putting out my thoughts in the abstract and unreal virtual world. 

It is my moment to take it all out, all the shallowness of all the people around me, and mine. Dancing around the world believing in our own fantansy, and the most curious of all things, we all smile and pretend everything is good, that just if we keep studying harder, and working longer, that one day is going to get better, it wont, that is not how the system works, for all the people out there that think they all look pretty with all their bullshit, it is not enough, to judge, to crituque, to think that you are being reflective, it does not get you anywhere, it only gets more of you, the more you try to resist the system the more you will engage in it, the more you will en up buried in it. 

Take for the example the girl to my right on the pink t-shirt, who thinks that the work she is doing is meaniful, or take for example the gilr to my left who also thinkss that the work she is doing is meanful in someway, or take for exmaple me, who thinks that thework thatI am oing is menaingufl, whell it is not, novody cares, and nobdy should cafe, the more we try to get out of this the more we get invovled, in whatwverdefinition you would like to ie, be it  A SYSTEM, OR BE IT A COMMMUNITY, OR BE IT A POLITICAL ASSOSICATION, OR BE IT A METHOD OF COMMMUNITICATING SOMETHING to someone else. If there would be such a thing as a community, then we would not feel alone, If a may repeat what I thought was a good idea during this night, was that the worked community comes from commons, and common is the freedom of people to give, to the freedom of people to take, otherwise it is not a community, if we do not have anything to give then why are we all associated,? 

Well who the fuck knows, and who the fuck cares, why not then just keep doing whatever we are doing a pretending that everything will be okay. 

To end this note, for whoever read this ever, this is not for you. And if you read and have something to say, then say it, but this messages, this posts, are not meant for people to read them, or to engage with them, or to make an opinion of them. IF you do, then good for you.