Friday, December 29, 2006

rio de la plata


from the buquebus - crossing the river plate from colonia to buenos aires


montevideo

colonia del sacramento


puerta de la ciudadela


calle de los suspiros


plaza mayor

punta del leste


los dedos


la punta


oferenda de paz - mensaje de vida

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

piratiny


porto alegre

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

ipanema porto-alegrense


porto alegre

Monday, December 25, 2006

family tree


porto alegre

Saturday, December 23, 2006

guaíba and the old port


porto alegre

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

porto alegre

the journey was long, as predicted, and despite some extra complications, like not having received my luggage yet, i may say that all in all it went well.
in the sequence, one day and two nights in rio. a short but intensive stay with the taste of the tropical summer and temperatures between +27 and +39C.
now i'm in porto alegre, the main city of southern brazil, lying around 1600km south to rio. the big porto alegre counts around 4 million inhabitants and is often known for having hosted the world social forum's first editions.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

heading southwards

in exact three hours i'll start travelling southwards. first i take the bus to the train station in lund, then train lund-malmö, train malmö-kastrup, flight cph-ams, flight ams-gru and finally flight gru-gig, arriving in rio in around 28 hours from now.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

los

wir waren namenlos
und ohne lieder
recht wortlos
waren wir nie wieder
etwas sanglos
sind wir immmer noch
dafür nicht klanglos
man hört uns doch
nach einem windstoß
ging ein sturm los
einfach beispielos
es wurde zeit
los

sie waren sprachlos
so sehr schockiert
und sehr ratlos
was war passiert
etwas fassungslos
und garantiert
verständnislos
das wird zensiert
sie sagten grundlos
schade um die noten
so schamlos
das gehört verboten
es ist geistlos
sas sie da probieren
so geschmacklos
wie sie musizieren
ist es hoffnungslos
sinnlos
hilflos
sie sind gottlos

wir waren namenlos
wir haben einen namen
waren wortlos
die worte kamen
etwas sanglos
sind wir immer noch
dafür nicht klanglos
das hört man doch
wir sind nich fehlerlos
nur etwas haltlos
ihr werdet lautlos
uns nie los

wir waren los

by rammstein

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

wf


since 1679

Monday, December 11, 2006

the crunch

too much too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody.

laughter or
tears

haters
lovers

strangers with faces like
the backs of
thumb tacks

armies running through
streets of blood
waving winebottles
bayoneting and fucking
virgins.

an old guy in a cheap room
with a photograph of m. monroe.

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners

it hasn't told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone

untouched
unspoken to

watering a plant.

people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.

i suppose they never will be.
i don't ask them to be.

but sometimes i think about
it.

the beads will swing
the clouds will cloud
and the killer will behead the child
like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone.

too much
too little

too fat
too thin
or nobody

more haters than lovers.

people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad.

meanwhile i look at young girls
stems
flowers of chance.

there must be a way.

surely there must be a way that we have not yet
though of.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say
"no."

by bukowski

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Saturday, December 09, 2006

saved

you aren't alive anywhere like you're alive at fight club.... fight club isn't about winning or losing fights. fight club isn't about words. you see a guy come to fight club for the first time, and his ass is a loaf of white bread. you see this same guy here six months later, and he looks carved out of wood. this guy trusts himself to handle anything. there's grunting and noise at fight club like at the gym, but fight club isn't about looking good. there's hysterical shouting in tongues like at church, and when you wake up sunday afternoon you feel saved.

by palahniuk

Friday, December 08, 2006

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

engel

wer zu lebzeit gut auf erden
wird nach dem tod ein engel werden
den blick gen himmel fragst du dann
warum man sie nicht sehen kann

erst wenn die wolken schlafen gehen
kann man uns am himmel sehen
wir haben angst und sind allein

gott weiss ich will kein engel sein

sie leben hinterm sonnenschein
getrennt von uns unendlich weit
sie muessen sich an sterne krallen
damit sie nicht vom himmel fallen

erst wenn die wolken schlafen gehen
kann man uns am himmel sehen
wir haben angst und sind allein

gott weiss ich will kein engel sein

erst wenn die wolken schlafen gehen
kann man uns am himmel sehen
wir haben angst und sind allein

gott weiss ich will kein engel sein

by rammstein

Sunday, December 03, 2006

brazilian tour

at this time, in two weeks, i'll be sitting on plane heading southwards. between the 17th december and the 7th january i'll be enjoying the tropical summer, friends and family in brazil. the two main destinations are rio de janeiro and porto alegre, as well as their surroundings. but i still got a lot of work to do before i find myself in the southern hemisphere, lying in the sun. things like two exams and krav maga grading test are to come in the next days.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

savage


by davis

Friday, December 01, 2006

le temp ne fait rien à l'affaire

quand ils sont tout neufs
qu'ils sortent de l'œuf
du cocon
tous les jeunes blancs-becs
prennent les vieux mecs
pour des cons
quand ils sont d'venus
des têtes chenues
des grisons
tous les vieux fourneaux
prennent les jeunots
pour des cons
moi, qui balance entre deux âges
j'leur adresse à tous un message

le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
quand on est con, on est con
qu'on ait vingt ans, qu'on soit grand-père
quand on est con, on est con
entre vous, plus de controverses
cons caducs ou cons débutants
petits cons d'la dernière averse
vieux cons des neiges d'antan

vous, les cons naissants
les cons innocents
les jeun's cons
qui n'le niez pas
prenez les papas
pour des cons
vous, les cons âgés
les cons usagés
les vieux cons
qui, confessez-le
prenez les p'tits bleus
pour des cons
méditez l'impartial message
d'un type qui balance entre deux âges

le temps ne fait rien à l'affaire
quand on est con, on est con
qu'on ait vingt ans, qu'on soit grand-père
quand on est con, on est con
entre vous, plus de controverses
cons caducs ou cons débutants
petits cons d'la dernière averse
vieux cons des neiges d'antan

by brassens