ANIMAL PLASMA

  Now along, we are alone, our dreams will be forgotten, and our lives will be directed to the aims of production. We will talk about the world, the things, or what we have kept. Anymore we can jump on the lap of community; nevermore will we be thinking in a world of intertwined hands. By the shore the old man would seem wonder with stick rod stuck on the sand. He sat in a small chair, all his body dropped like a seal grin for nothing. Maybe he was waiting for that fall the rain promised for those days. I saw another man like him, he had, I think, something similar in age to him. I sounded when they started the conversation. This guy seeing the abrupt sea with sliding waves dancing with foam told him that he fished there some time back. Ongoing he asked him if does not would be he to change the baits. The old seal slipping out saying that does not have bound hooks on the line. I am only leaving for now or tomorrow. The man sadly answered: tomato! And just take a step back and say: ...

  The Question in USA is not the Presidency The politician’s speech in front of the camera while the chaos happens, the cruelty extends to extreme violence. Sometimes the talks are only compensated by emptying their rationalists and economic thoughts. In any one of them the quiet inscription is written: “L'État c'est moi", the speeches said all these words. The world is watching the convulsive horror that is happening. Apologize or impeachment is not a choice related to an unknown pride or honor. It is locked, the government structure need open the luggage showing the passport and holding an ethical decision that does not come through of void words. Clean the floor with embedded cloth is not solution does not solve the structural problem. It is not the decline of democracy there, but its lack showed in a public demonstration of absence of ethical values. A lack of faith in democracy on the organization of the State. The obedient apparatus of the State does not reinforce fo...

  We have dreams. When one has a dream, the realization is a constance searching. I know that everyone has been dreaming. She has dreams and fight to execute them. Dr. King told us: "I have a dream," and the subject of his dream follows being a reality still today. The structure of his dream doesn't have a spurious or ideological form, so the magnificent dreamer that was Dr. King shows us the dream as a metaphor from real practice, an ethical design in that we have of "dreaming"; this is, our duty to act. I have dreams that are not possible hand over, and dreams that are not dreams and don’t have materiality related from every day. They are thoughts of a singularity. You can know of your dreams in convolution move, putting them into practice. You have dreams and can understand the "dream" in the speech of Dr, King. We have dreams and can act. It is the truth of real dreams that the prejudice doesn’t see, but it is towards us to wake whole those that ar...

  If you like architecture history or tends to like it, imagine what still lives in the “be quiet” voices that emerge in the construction places. It is possible to hear the murmurs, sounds vibrating and leaping in the air. In that moment there’s the whispering memory telling lowest bringing that expression: “The first we plan the home, after the house, its materiality. It is because I made the fire place before to treat from architecture properly,” it is what Mr. Paul Schweikher could have said if he does not said through art and architectural intent that transponders his thoughts for what meaning à home. He has a paper like testimony from his ethical treatment ways: “How Should the Impacts of Scientific and Technological Change be Reflected in Architectural Education?” If you would like to do some comparisons from his works with Mies Van Der Rohe - Japanese House and Dorothy Miller House you will have to come back to review the book Kyoko’s House by Yukio Mishima or Kawabata’s b...

  I was thinking in opera about. The voice extensive flying into theater provoking and trucking on heart bitten. Sometimes I watch from libretto and parts noted from some sites of the web. I have hearing an alter love never we could imagined. A ghost alive that is touching and is worn on our souls. She coming and the voice somehow materializes in an entity like human as well as moves the false reality being into us the eventual truth that receives us for a particular experience, it is human but is too beyond us. The art touches us like a fate that in the after still resounds. Opera is the superior contextualization that willingly shows us some hope of a world that seems not to fade.

  He has a house by the beach. He has it in a beach town. The tide has moved through, of course, that has changed with the recent warm global environment. Actually, due to this situation, the last waves came to severe damage to the house. Some months after that he despair like vapor and appears apparently unconscious about what happened. Does not long ago the effects of damage seemed never to occur. The house was cleaned, and very different in relation to aspect. Nowadays, he has a house on the beach; it is entirely in the water. The house was by the sea. However, he had thought about that before; the house floats, and with the new equipment and engineers he bought, we can understand that the house is a boat already to navigate for crossing the ocean. Tomorrow we will see his family sailing toward the Mediterranean Sea, and one day, far away from tropical waters they will tell us how it is living at home in that the yards are around made of water.