(if by any chance you missed the beginning of the greatest event of 2011, you can start reading it here, where the first lerrnstory starts)
here i am, trying to show all my diplomatic capabilities to explain what is completely unexplainable.
last week i tried to report how x0p is doing on this galaxy. i have received a few informations, it seems he's perfectly well and improving. but news about what's happening, that is becoming a little more complicate. he seems to use all his informations to himself.
not completely bizarre, we live in a galaxy where information is vital. but to be true, no information is really important if not shared. the most difficult to work on is the way information is indexed. we can't ever produce information and index it on the same time. or can we? i can't, but x0p can. that's why i can't continue to tell youtch more about x0p. x0p is more capable to produce information about me than i am ever capable to introduce x0p to youtch.
and the same is happening about joe. when i am describing x0p and their friends, i can't follow joe. when i am following joe to describe his adventures, i can't understand x0p and to be true, following one after the other, time is missing to me to do what i must do.
what do i do? ah! if i knew. first of all, i follow x0p and joe and all of their friends. and i write about them. but if i had writing capabilities i would write what i imagine, but providing my lack of imagination i can't do it and i need to perform investigation and then come back to this place, where i can write.
and time.
always time around us.
there is an important issue i would like to give more attention: the time we lose doing different things looking for a result which obviously could be done easily considering other aspects we always miss.
like writing about the reasons why i don't write. but that is precisely a completely different perspective, not in the argument right now.
i have a list:
- breathe pure air
- eat natural products
- be sober
- drink water between meals
- be clean
- control passions
- not to be lazy
- rest as needed
- dress loose clothes
- be happy
- keep a correct posture
that is the right way to save the world? why not?
quinta-feira, 29 de setembro de 2011
quinta-feira, 15 de setembro de 2011
THEN11t0915
(if by any chance you missed the beginning of the greatest event of 2011, you can start reading it here, where the first lerrnstory starts)
probably, everything is knowledge. ideas, subtle, are capable to transcend themselves, and youtch find yourself looking to an idea, thinking if youtch are the owner of the idea or otherwise, the idea as taken youtch.
probably, there are no answers on ownership, properties are a social way to express possession, when we all know we can't ever possess anything, not even ourselves.
in the world of probabilities, we never know the path, what best way to find a way, we have taken probabilities to express a world we don't understand, and the world doesn't understand us either.
the world always understands us because we are part of the world.
if we are the world, the world is us.
we are the world. ah! that's music, do youtch remember?
what better way to express our world but to consider the convergence on music. except for the ones that can't hear. the ones of us unable to hear, aren't able either to hear the expressions of frustration, dispair, screams, and the noise coming from cars, elevators, industries, tractors...
the silent scream flowing around us. the noisy silence.
where are youtch going?
noone knows. i don't know. i never know where i am going. and yet, i accomplish a path made every day the same way.
i know perfectly well where i am going. right now i am going to lunch. buy some flowers. the ones that remember me old promises.
promises.
why do we still promise? what promises are good enough to keep and which are not enough precious? can we make a rank on the priority of promises?
and what is a promise.
i never know anything.
i am listening a cd where a story is being narrated. i don't like it. the first thing to do is to throw it away. or maybe not. maybe it can be useful to someone, someone who has a cd player and is not able to read the book. that's the best idea. let's see who wants this story. up to now, i've been enjoying very much, but why do i hear a story if i can read it myself?
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probably, everything is knowledge. ideas, subtle, are capable to transcend themselves, and youtch find yourself looking to an idea, thinking if youtch are the owner of the idea or otherwise, the idea as taken youtch.
probably, there are no answers on ownership, properties are a social way to express possession, when we all know we can't ever possess anything, not even ourselves.
in the world of probabilities, we never know the path, what best way to find a way, we have taken probabilities to express a world we don't understand, and the world doesn't understand us either.
the world always understands us because we are part of the world.
if we are the world, the world is us.
we are the world. ah! that's music, do youtch remember?
what better way to express our world but to consider the convergence on music. except for the ones that can't hear. the ones of us unable to hear, aren't able either to hear the expressions of frustration, dispair, screams, and the noise coming from cars, elevators, industries, tractors...
the silent scream flowing around us. the noisy silence.
where are youtch going?
noone knows. i don't know. i never know where i am going. and yet, i accomplish a path made every day the same way.
i know perfectly well where i am going. right now i am going to lunch. buy some flowers. the ones that remember me old promises.
promises.
why do we still promise? what promises are good enough to keep and which are not enough precious? can we make a rank on the priority of promises?
and what is a promise.
i never know anything.
i am listening a cd where a story is being narrated. i don't like it. the first thing to do is to throw it away. or maybe not. maybe it can be useful to someone, someone who has a cd player and is not able to read the book. that's the best idea. let's see who wants this story. up to now, i've been enjoying very much, but why do i hear a story if i can read it myself?
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quinta-feira, 1 de setembro de 2011
THEN11t0901
(if by any chance you missed the beginning of the greatest event of 2011, you can start reading it here, where the first lerrnstory starts)
wait. so many words have been said until this moment, and youtch don't know what kind of land is surrounding us. i know, youtch know. but some of youtch may not know, particularly some of youtch not yet born, reading this story many years after being written. first, it was written on the date mentioned in the head. youtch may not unterstand the meaning of THEN, so i remind you: Think of Humanity and Environment Now. 11 is the date, not exactly the date youtch may know, it refers to an outdated way to refer time considering Jesus as a reference. it is a lovely ancestral way of defining time: 2011 aC meaning 2011 years after Christ was born, simply transformed into 11. 11 of 2011. then youtch find a t. t of the, or time, wherever youtch prefer. to me, it is simply t. and then again a month and a day, today it is first of september, so, 0901 (september is 09, first is 01).
explained.
what do i see? exactly what youtch see if you live in the same moment of time, and the same place. i see, around me, lions. i like to see lions around me. and elephants, big elephants without teeth, mammoths, eagles, remembering discussions of the old days, it seems i live in a free zoo, where every kind of animal lives in the city like living in the jungle, but if youtch remember the stories we hear from our grandfathers, when they used to go walk in a zoo, animals were inside prisons, and we were outside, and signs were to tell us not to feed them. i can't imagine how difficult it was for animals to live in their jails, right now i am caressing a lion and it licks my nose.
let me explain a little more. maybe youtch don't know. these lions are not the lions our grandfathers used to mention. i don't know if youtch still know where exist wild lions, these lions living around me are vegetarian, most of them have no teeth because generations of spinach and fruit made teeth unuseful to them.
horses, so many horses jumping around.
and the trees are beautiful. i don't know what kind of styles do youtch use in your world, on my side of the world abstract pictures are drawn in the shell of the trees, bushes are painted with red, and yellow, magenta, green, not too green or brown, the usual color as background. i am turning around 360 degrees and i count 363 trees, only two of them are still not painted, all the others have some color, some drawing, some style, something that reminds they are not simple trees, they have something provided by someone, definitely not something the tree could make to itself, or another tree could do to one another.
and i rest my case for now. i haven't mentioned where i live but youtch already know it somehow. i live inside my suit and i don't need anything else, but even so we built walls around us, every person is owner of 7 walls everytime. between trees, where every person and every animal can walk, walls are disposed in a way i can have my personal space, even if someone goes inside my walls. between my walls, youtch can walk inside my walls and i decide if you see me, or the others, or noone. every 7 walls are flagged, i can only have 7 walls at a time, but if i leave my walls and someone else goes inside, i change my walls with this person, or with another, and there is never noone without 7 walls to itself.
but youtch already know that. youtch think why do i lose time explaining this, but i need to do it, i am making an effort to use language even if repeating myself so often.
i lose myself inside my walls, i lose myself with lions and elephants. i love elephants. gigantic creatures walking slowly, sometimes they break a wall without having the perception they are doing it. a huge noise we hear but no danger after all, it's just bricks immediately rebuilt without any further problem.
and in this peaceful environment, there is always a river, flowing around, with ramifications going to every place, no 7 walls are disconected with a river with animals in it also, beautiful creatures swimming and playing in the water and there, with my feet inside, i sleep for a while, while some fish kiss my feet and i dream.
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wait. so many words have been said until this moment, and youtch don't know what kind of land is surrounding us. i know, youtch know. but some of youtch may not know, particularly some of youtch not yet born, reading this story many years after being written. first, it was written on the date mentioned in the head. youtch may not unterstand the meaning of THEN, so i remind you: Think of Humanity and Environment Now. 11 is the date, not exactly the date youtch may know, it refers to an outdated way to refer time considering Jesus as a reference. it is a lovely ancestral way of defining time: 2011 aC meaning 2011 years after Christ was born, simply transformed into 11. 11 of 2011. then youtch find a t. t of the, or time, wherever youtch prefer. to me, it is simply t. and then again a month and a day, today it is first of september, so, 0901 (september is 09, first is 01).
explained.
what do i see? exactly what youtch see if you live in the same moment of time, and the same place. i see, around me, lions. i like to see lions around me. and elephants, big elephants without teeth, mammoths, eagles, remembering discussions of the old days, it seems i live in a free zoo, where every kind of animal lives in the city like living in the jungle, but if youtch remember the stories we hear from our grandfathers, when they used to go walk in a zoo, animals were inside prisons, and we were outside, and signs were to tell us not to feed them. i can't imagine how difficult it was for animals to live in their jails, right now i am caressing a lion and it licks my nose.
let me explain a little more. maybe youtch don't know. these lions are not the lions our grandfathers used to mention. i don't know if youtch still know where exist wild lions, these lions living around me are vegetarian, most of them have no teeth because generations of spinach and fruit made teeth unuseful to them.
horses, so many horses jumping around.
and the trees are beautiful. i don't know what kind of styles do youtch use in your world, on my side of the world abstract pictures are drawn in the shell of the trees, bushes are painted with red, and yellow, magenta, green, not too green or brown, the usual color as background. i am turning around 360 degrees and i count 363 trees, only two of them are still not painted, all the others have some color, some drawing, some style, something that reminds they are not simple trees, they have something provided by someone, definitely not something the tree could make to itself, or another tree could do to one another.
and i rest my case for now. i haven't mentioned where i live but youtch already know it somehow. i live inside my suit and i don't need anything else, but even so we built walls around us, every person is owner of 7 walls everytime. between trees, where every person and every animal can walk, walls are disposed in a way i can have my personal space, even if someone goes inside my walls. between my walls, youtch can walk inside my walls and i decide if you see me, or the others, or noone. every 7 walls are flagged, i can only have 7 walls at a time, but if i leave my walls and someone else goes inside, i change my walls with this person, or with another, and there is never noone without 7 walls to itself.
but youtch already know that. youtch think why do i lose time explaining this, but i need to do it, i am making an effort to use language even if repeating myself so often.
i lose myself inside my walls, i lose myself with lions and elephants. i love elephants. gigantic creatures walking slowly, sometimes they break a wall without having the perception they are doing it. a huge noise we hear but no danger after all, it's just bricks immediately rebuilt without any further problem.
and in this peaceful environment, there is always a river, flowing around, with ramifications going to every place, no 7 walls are disconected with a river with animals in it also, beautiful creatures swimming and playing in the water and there, with my feet inside, i sleep for a while, while some fish kiss my feet and i dream.
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