Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
3 intriguing images of Rue de Buenos Aires, Paris
Chanson in flames
Walk...blue street? More
walk more...station to station, the world seemed to be small like a handkerchief, did you know?
Witch of the blue roads, Lucifera of the wine's soul
How are your flat lands, how is their short-green grass?
The heraldic trumpet has been blown in the morning's sun, the streets are a friend again, from the bottom of our alcoholism we're going to set France on fire, completely: the ice of the Poles won't be there.
Europe, you were stupid since all the eternity, who is who in this scrabble of beheaded camels? Fire and compromise for the new rampant juvenilia of 1968: the terror is French.
Moving along my thoughts in whirls like the powder of the Hindoo path, we saw the repugned national roads of the Eurocommunity all rained, the wolves had erections behind the laurel forests and brusquely everything was a bit mediterraneanized in this room: I see brown highways for the queen of Paris and Lyon, who struts her suspender belts, tight like nosegays d'amour.
Specially the winters were gelid in my bedchamber of Rue Le Bua, we had insane excursions at night by the neighborhood, searching for wood for the chimney, and then, to the centre, to obtain some doses of heroin...we needed to inject it 4 times a day, the hell and the heaven were in a needle: you started seeing colored salamanders, I passed away.
Resurrected.
Passed,
resurrected.
Nobody died: all died.
There was a man in the corner during those orange days, he was a changeling, he played violin and ate children: all the ogres went out in the streets to take a sweet stroll: the aïr was full of insults and words of love...1977, secret nights at the balcony of the blue symphonies, the white sabbats.
Excuse me, we're traveled 14.000 kilometres to find, just, this crap?
So I travel 15.000 KM. and I only find churros and yerba mate?
In Europe?
Are you for real?
Europe, as the wise man said, she is scared of every thing that is flashy or different (thanks CH)
The winters of our life were a summary of wood and fire, we knew that we didn't know what we wanted, we were young.
Also there was a Korean man who opened a groceries store. His name was Young, he was young too.
1968
1977
never
years in our life, and the goddess Fortune opening her arms
wide, now, erotic like an apple, shiny like she.
The roads, small Europe, you are small roads, you are beautiful after all, I don't understand you, there we are, in the middle of a cloud of dreams...an what is more necessary than all these false dreams and promises?
What?
Summer Palace - China
Monday, February 21, 2011
1976
How many times, alone, I was whistling myself
walking by a sidewalk?
How many bicycles I have stolen, myself...
walking by
a sidewalk
...but I never had seen a stare like that again
walking by a sidewalk, may be you're 15, maybe 16
open your arms to me, don't ask who
I want to get
into your world
your world of lit fruit, of slight, misunderstood stares
your fears, your palpitations
have slight sensations
your shames and your smells
and anxiety
and to know-not to know the modesty
your world of barely flying doves
with your eyes of amazed love
your tired and clear days
in your world of vivid lights
of fantasies
and promises...
but I never saw a stare like that anymore
walking by a sidewalk
open your arms
don't ask who.
Who.
.
Lucid voyage by obskure zones 2
Crossing through the forest of the crucified tapirs, caught in celluloid, in my lucid dream, there was a clock.
The clock was built in the meat of the saint innocents, and their blood, dripping down day by day, drop by drop, was filling an ocean below, which was slowly warmed up over a golden furnace.
The furnace was fueled with eyes of harpy, and genitals of sparrow.
The God of eyes like wool of July smiled amorous receiving them all in a kingdom beyond the skies.
But suddenly, a tall wizard (wizzard), wearing a red beard on his chin, and only his chin, like a long salami; an evïl wizzard with 3 penises and pale-green skin, he came running onto the soft, milky grass of that meadow...
In his furor, he tried to shatter, to smash that clockwork of love; but one of the venous penises got entangled in the sarmentous branch of a tree [botanically unknown]...
While the vile magic-man was in repugnant agony, bleeding profusely from his triple sexxx; the minced saints, and Heaven above, did burst in laughters, echoing all along that lacteal and risible valley.
The jocoseness was so enormous, so enormous it was, that even the champignons started cumming, cumming and cumming over the poor wizard, who died, died and died, totally buried in cum.
The wizzard was buried standing up, in the depths of the sands of a beach, close to Saint Tropez.
"At night, the clock is covered by the humane mercy of the whales..."
.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sydney Opera House - Australia
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.sydneyoperahouse.com/
Friday, February 18, 2011
NUEVA GALERIA EN MI WEB
He abierto una nueva galería en mi WEB donde se pueden ver mis últimas fotos realizadas con mi sofisticada!!!! y maravillosa cámara ipod lomo. El título de esta galería es "ON THE ROAD" ya que todas las fotos estan realizadas desde algun medio de transporte urbano, principalmente bus y coche. El nombre de la galeria obviamente hace referencia al título del estupendo libro de Jack Kerouac y al "viaje" de éste con el fotógrafo Robert Frank.
Espero que os guste.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Cristo Redentor - Brasil
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Malaga - Spain
Cabo San Lucas - Mexico
At the tip of Mexico’s 1,000-mile long Baja California peninsula Cabo San Lucas & San Jose del Cabo is one of the destinations with a perfect combination of great weather, exotic and spectacular scenery. A diverse area with two main towns and lots to do for anyone looking for a relaxing vacation experience in a setting of extraordinary natural beauty. Easy to get to from most North American gateways, there’s something for everyone. Cabo San Lucas, with its large marina and beautiful bay where the Sea of Cortez meets the Pacific Ocean, is famous for its casual atmosphere and exciting nightlife. Long a favorite for anglers out to land the big one, Cabo San Lucas also has great beaches, lots of shopping and restaurants, and a variety of hotels and resorts for any budget. CS Lucas is also known for its famous stone arch, called El Arco, a magnificent natural rock formation at Land’s End. Cabo San Lucas' long sandy main beach, El Medano, is the place for swimming and watersports, with lots of fun restaurants in the sand, golf and postcard perfect views. A popular port of call for cruise ships along the Mexican Riviera, CS Lucas is also a popular destination for Spring Break and a hideaway for the rich and famous. Twenty miles northeast, San Jose del Cabo is Cabo San Lucas' sister city, a charming and romantic colonial town with the flavor of Old Mexico. Founded as a mission in 1730, San Jose is a mile inland from the hotel zone along San Jose Bay. In the small historic downtown, courtyard restaurants, boutiques and art galleries surround the main square and twin spire church. Gourmet dining, sophisticated wine bars, and live Latin entertainment heat up the night. A family-oriented traditional town, San Jose is the quiet side of Cabos. With the area’s best surf beaches, a palm filled estuary ideal for bird watching, a sea turtle nursery and the La Laguna mountains to explore, San Jose is an ideal destination for nature and adventure lovers.
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.cabosanlucas.net/
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Pyramid of Chephren - Egypt
Antalya - Turkey
Friday, February 11, 2011
Axis of the "it's up to you"
We are basically the same, always, we turn and turn in circles, we avoid ourselves, our selves, but deep inside we are the same, in the end, and essentially.
Sometimes I feel really sad, I'd like to re-capture that emotion, exactly that feel, that vein.
Maybe we just have to go on, hard like iron statues, forgetting about everything, about every thing.
Especially pitiful is when what we forget, it's something that essentially we love, something genuine.
Maybe our road has to be paved with all these oblivions, like a deaf, dumb street: not really the one we want to walk, the life, our mind vs. our feel...ain't hard to realize that our feel always loses.
That our life always loses.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Saint Lucia - Commonwealth
Chichen Itza - Mexico
Belvedere - Austria
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
The Golden Gate Bridge - USA
Loch Ness - United Kingdom
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Leaning Tower of Pisa - Italy
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.towerofpisa.info/
Avala Tower - Serbia
Monday, February 7, 2011
Stonehenge - United Kingdom
Arabba - Italy
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Dubai - United Arab Emirates
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.dubai.ae/en.portal
Sunday, February 6, 2011
The Eiffel Tower - France
La Isla de la Munecas - Mexico
About La Isla de la Munecas :
Known as “La Isla de la Munecas”, The Island of the Dolls is perhaps one of the most visited tourist attraction in Mexico and one of the scariest places in the world. Located within an extensive network of canals, south of Mexico City, the island is a place of mystery and superstition. Almost every tree growing on the island is decorated with old, mutilated dolls that give anyone the feeling that they’re constantly being watched. The story behind the Island of the Dolls began when a hermit by the name of Don Julian Santana moved here. Although he was married he chose to live the last 50 years of his life alone. Don Julian used to say he was haunted by the ghost of the little girl who had drowned in one of the canals around the island. Some say he used to fish the dolls from the water because he though they were real children, but the truth is he was collecting and placing them around his home as a shrine for the spirit that tormented him. At one point he even traded home grown fruit and vegetables for old dolls. Ironically, in 2001 Don Julian Santana was found dead by his nephew, in the same canal that he said the little girl drowned in. Now his Island of the Dolls is one of the world’s weirdest tourist attractions. Some tourists who visited this place claim the dolls whisper and you must offer them a gift upon setting foot on the island, to appease their spirits.
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.odditycentral.com/
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Coliseum - Italy
About Coliseum :
The celebrated prophecy of this English monk reflects how the medieval world admired, that which, even today, is considered to be the symbol of the Roman empire. Originally named 'Anfiteatro Flavio' (the name'Coliseum' was a Barbarian addition), it was commissioned by Vespasian in 72 A.D. and inaugurated by Titus in 80 A.D. Additions were made a few years later by Domitian. Elliptical in shape, it measures 188 meters by 156 meters, with a height of 56 meters. Its 76 entrances made it possible for 5000 people per minute, to enter or exit. With a capacity of 50,000, in the case of an emergency, the entire amphitheatre could be evacuated in a matter of 10 minutes. Built from brick and concrete, the exteriors were faced in travertine and the interiors, in marble. Set on three levels of arcades, each one in a distinct style, from bottom to top: Doric, Ionic and Corinthian. The arcade is topped by a wall, imbedded with half Corinthian columns and window openings, followed by another arcade topped with cornices that at one time held the pillars which supported the huge 'Velario' or series of awnings, which protected the spectators from the sun. The 'cavea' (spectators)bleachers were set on three different levels: the 'podium' with the imperial box, which was reserved for the nobles; the 'ordine del mezzo', for Roman citizens and people of a certain standing; and the 'summa', which was for the rest of the populous. Gladiatorial combat was outlawed in 404 A.D., however, ferocious animal fights continued until the 6th century. The structure, having undergone damage numerous times by earthquakes (1231, 1255, 1349), became little more than a rubble heap, with its materials repeatedly being used for the building of fortresses, churches and palaces. Finally, it was saved by Pope Benedict XIV, when, in 1750, he declaired: "This is a holy place, where Christian martyrs' blood was shed.." Today Coliseum was one of the most recognizable structures in the world. Lots of tourists come in Rome just to see this amazing structure.
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.rome-guide.it/
Sharm el-Sheikh - Egypt
About Sharm el-Sheikh :
The simplicity of sun, sea and sand. The luxury of five-star hotels, water sports, shopping and entertainment. This is Sharm el-Sheikh, one of the most accessible and developed tourist resort communities on the Sinai peninsula. All around are Bedouins, colorful tents, mountains and sea. There are small, intimate hotels with modern designs, as well as larger hotel complexes belonging to International chains, plus about all the amenities one could expect of a tourist center, including casinos, discos and nightclubs, golf courses and health facilities. In fact, with diving and snorkeling, windsurfing and other water sports, horses and camel riding, desert safaris, and great nearby antiquities attractions, it is almost impossible for a visitor to ever suffer from boredom. Four miles south the southern section of the town stands on a cliff overlooking the port. and is a great view. Na'ama Beach is one of the center of the tourist activities. Located just north of Sharm, this area is developing into a resort town of its own. Most hotels at Na'ama Bay have their own, private beaches with comfortable amenities such as chairs, shades and even bars. Shark's Bay is also nearby, and again is a growing resort community with more and more to offer, along with several diving centers. The small harbor known as Sharm el-Moiya is located next to the civil harbor, has accommodations for boats, and includes a Yacht Club with rooms. For those who live to shop, the Sharm El-Sheikh mall provides shops with both foreign and local products, including jewelry, leather goods, clothing, pottery and books. It has been said that this is a must visit for all diving enthusiasts. There are many diving sites along the 10 mile beach between Sharm el-Sheikh and Ras Nusrani.
MORE INFORMATIONS : http://www.touregypt.net/sharm/