what happens. Today I feel somewhat gloomy. "Bitterness? Spend the time and not jump the fence. I dare not. I pretend. Or rather, I think I pretend. Finally, I am part of well-intentioned Mexican oligarchic capitalism (oh, my memories Mexico). But there are things I can not explain. Things like springs popping blurred. Does it depend on being part of the whole. P. eg., be stupid and live stupidly. I can not. Maybe, I do know. But it is not so easy. Not at the moment.
December 31, 2009
photography: Otto Steinert
"The being of nothing is great." 
