Oh man... I found this floppy disk that has some pretty old writing and i read all 30 pages of it completely entranced. I can't believe how poetic and self-indulgent I was. I loved it so much. I've been working so hard on disciplining my writing, calming it and soothing it... I don't think i could ever write like that. Not anymore. Not to ( Read more... )

In 2007, Russian author and freelance journalist Dmitri Petraganov wrote a short article in the Moscow Hammer. It spoke of a small movement called Greenlight that he had briefly encountered during a fishing trip in Northern Canada. The movement believed in reversing the industrial revolution by taking the means of production from giant industries ( Read more... )

I've been wrong, perhaps mislead. See I've been envisioning these torches being lit, then a door opening through which I shall stride through to meet destiny... But the last one wasn't a torch at all, it was more of a bass drum boom that rattles the foundation of thought while simultaneously knocking you to the ground or at least leaving you ( Read more... )

“I’m thinking of going to India and Nepal before going to the Philippines ( Read more... )

Being a hermit is a lot harder than i thought. I had this vision of myself holed up in my childhood home doing some very dedicated work on various projects. Not going out, not seeing friends, focusing, drinking mate, exercising, reading... I managed to get to my house by midnight last night; after a six (seven?) day exodus, and only because ( Read more... )

At work. Working isn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I tried to post a great update about a week ago but it got destroyed. Not by me. By fate. Thus I haven’t really felt like updating, nor do I now but I know if I start writing, inevitably something comes out. My last four days in Buenos Aires were full of futbol, passion, tango, music, ( Read more... )

Sigh, too little time left down here... but as the future only holds whatever the hell i feel like doing, it really doesn´t matter. Today, I´ve decided to go to this fancy restaurant in Bariloche where i plan on ordering expensive and delicious food, many drinks and writing for a good 3 or 4 hours. My original plan was to bike 60km but... I ( Read more... )

One of those things I´ve been searching for... has been found. There is now a dimly-lit path where before only darkness.

I got nostalgic for the first time in pretty much forever when i was in a bar called Macondo watching The Wall. Its weird to get nostalgic about a time when you didn´t care about anything and just lay in bed listening to music, skipping school, smoking pot, drinking, playing pool, hockey and throwing frizbees. Wait... Maybe thats not so weird. ( Read more... )

I´m in Posadas, in the Misiones province of Argentina. The next week will be spent wandering from ruins to waterfalls. I love being awed. I have had some unreasonable moments of bliss during my late nights dancing in the past week. A typical night out here goes from 1am until 8am. Finally I´m somewhere that understands my needs ( Read more... )