Real life?

Sidi Sâad, Tunisia'04.

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You choose real life.

Get a credit, buy an apartment, get a new car, get new furniture, get engaged, eventually marry her, have a baby or two, get fucked up at work, change your job, get a raise, work harder, forget that you have loved the women whom you have married, don’t tell your children how much you love them, never hug them, never bring them up, find a lover, fuck your lover twice a month, never again make love to your wife, get older, put on weight, have a mid-age crisis, buy a motorcycle, catch your oldest child drinking, see him/her with a cigarette, observe how your children’s life gets fucked up, never try to care, pay for your offspring’s collage, leave your wife for a thirty year old woman, get a divorce, cut the contact with the so called friends, make them all cry and hate you, think that they really cared, leave your young woman, get lonely, apologize to your children, never apologize to your woman, get lonely, start smoking and pretty hard drinking, get a cancer, cause your liver malfunction, get an effusion, eventually find yourself with a heart attack in the middle of the day at the street packed with people, no one helps you, you have never bothered to help any one, you die even though the emergency came, your life was miserable and pathetic.

Let’s get back to the beginning, answer again: Do you still want to choose real life?


Written by: Jacek Kibiłda Pl

Split up!

Barna (Barcelona), Catalunya. July'07

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I know that i'm not who to talk about love, and even less about relantionships, but...

I have been shocked!!!

Is not a surprise shock! Is just ... i can not believe that it finally happened!!!

Yes, you are right, i was expecting their split up, time and time ago, but for any reason ... (someone) was not brave enough like to take this step.

What has changed now? ... weird!

It remind me when i was younger; Yes, i was young, and yes, also i knew what was the love, or at least i thought so!!!

Somehow i saw myself reflected on this couple!

However, good luck to both of you, on the new relationship or on the way starting a new one, if u feel as fighting for it, ... ... ..., just i'm thinking i was not able, sad but true!!!

So take it easy!

Mariturri

Mariturri'07

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Ok, it's done, already official...

The owner of my ass is a bank for the next 35 years!

Such a great new!!

Thanks for let me share it!!!

Mass media

Platya d'aro, Catalunya. March'08

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I’m fed up!
I’m fed up of watching or reading how the mass media manipulate or change the information to his whim!
The last one is curious!
Curious because it in Spain have armed a scandal with something that not have been reflected in the foreigner mass media!
This is not more than the thoughts of IOC's leader speaking about an Olympic games' topic!
He, Hein Verbruggen, chairman of the IOC inspection team, said:

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"Does not correspond to us comment about these matters"
"It is an incumbency of the Chinese law, and is not a sports question neither of the Olympic Games, nor of the IOC", talking about the Human Rights in China.
"If I look at candidate's cities for the Games of 2016 ... should we, the IOC, be forced to speak, because Madrid is candidate, of the pretensions of the Basque Country to be independent from Spain? Or also we, the IOC, because Chicago is candidate, one would has to declare about Guantanamo or Irak?", he wondered.
"You have in front of you a great defender for the rule that the IOC must not be involved or interfere in politics or to speak out on political issues.
We are not a political organization", he affirmed.

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This was all.
Does someone know why a part of this has got lost on the way?
Thanks to USA and/or Spanish pressure, it has been eliminated abroad!?
In Spain is being used for darnel!
Politicians .......

Friendship

Gebara, Araba. EH. March'07

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When a friend changes you can find the link that's connecting you at a deeper level.

The surface stuff isn't a good thing to depend on.

Physical bodies change as we grow.

So do emotional bodies and intellectual ones.

Take a deep breath.

People move, life is more like a "wild dance" than a "ceremony".

I just can not tell "what's coming next?"

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So if you find yourself trying to coerce someone into not changing, then "dear reader", that's not friendship, that is coercion!!!

Adventure

Co. Donegal, Ireland. March'05.

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Mientras lucho, veo a personas hablando en nombre de la libertad, y cuanto más defienden este derecho único, más esclavos se muestran de los deseos de sus padres, de un matrimonio en el que prometen quedarse junto al otro "el resto de su vida", de la báscula, de los regímenes, de los proyectos interrumpidos a la mitad, de los amores a los que no podran decir "no" o "basta", de los fines de semana en que se ven obligados a comer con quien no desean.

Esclavos del lujo, de la apariencia del lujo, de la apariencia de la apariencia del lujo.

Esclavos de una vida que no han escogido, pero que han decidido vivir porque alguien las ha convencido de que es lo mejor para ellos.

Y así siguen en sus días y noches iguales, donde la aventura es una palabra en un libro o una imagen en la televisión siempre encendida, y cuando una puerta cualquiera se les abre, siempre dirán:

«No me interesa, no me apetece.»

¿Cómo podían saber si les apetecía o no si nunca lo han intentado?

Pero es inútil preguntar: en verdad, tienen miedo de cualquier cambio que viniese a sacudir el mundo al que están acostumbrados.

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While i fight, i hear other people speaking in the name of freedom, and the more they defend this unique right, the more enslaved they seem to be to their parents’ wishes, to a marriage in which they have promised to stay with the other person “for the rest of their lives,” to the bathroom scales, to their diet, to half-finished projects, to lovers to whom they are incapable of saying “no” or “it’s over,” to weekends when they are obligated to have lunch with people they didn’t even like.

Slaves of luxury, to the appearance of luxury, to the appearance of the appearance of luxury.

Slaves to a life they haven't chosen, but which they have decided to live because someone have managed to convince them that it's all for the best.

And so their identical days and nights pass, days and nights in which adventure is just a word in a book or an imagine on the tv that is always on, and whenever a door get open, they will say:

“I’m not interested. I’m not in the mood.”

How could they possibly know if they were in the mood or not if they had never tried?

But there was no point in asking; the truth was they are afraid of any change that would upset the world they had grown used to.

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Todo esto después de hablar con unos amigos, ¿Me estaré volviendo loco?

All this after a chat with friends, will i be driving myself to the madness?