people

Apetece-me dizer que durante o tempo que passou não gostei mesmo nada que tudo tenha ficado tão igual. Até houve quem mudasse, mas foram tão poucos, ou então foi de casa. As moratórias deram muito jeito. Se alguns pouco ou nada mudaram, muito poucos evoluíram, e a semântica é transcendental.

Começo por filas. A pé ou de carro, dá igual. Filas intermináveis para coisa nenhuma. Comprar, principalmente, mas também para mostrar que até têm um automóvel moderno, com luzes ligadas de dia, a ser pago sabe-se lá como, ao banco de que todos somos donos. Um ouroboros, ou uma pescadinha de rabo na boca para os ocidentais. E os testes! Tchiiiiiii, ninguém vai à bola sem reprovar! São aos 50 mil de cada vez, mas dentro das regras…

Continuo pela opinião. Sim, a opinião pública, não é a minha, mas a que domina, mascarada de entretenimento, o horário “nobre” do país. São horas intermináveis de desinformação, comentário saloio e dramático o suficiente para provocar cortes auto infligidos na axila. É a variante prevalente e é impressionante a falta de pudor (já para não falar de síntese jornalística) rigor e até honestidade. E são todos iguais, os canais. Safa-se a 2 ou não fosse eu um snob, artista, culturalmente ativo, blá blá blá…

Saúde, educação, economia, tudo vai mal. Pelo menos é isso que se entende por política. Não interessa como está, só que está mal, uma miséria, nunca foi pior e assim não dá mais. Convoquem-se novas eleições, principalmente, porque estão previstas na democracia. Depois, porque dá jeito o tempo de antena. Ah, e dá para mudar de tema, que já toda a gente ouviu falar das férias dos famosos nas ilhas do Pacífico. É como o povo, e nada contra, mas há limites para a preguiça participativa, a falta de interesse. Sei lá, ficava feliz com uma pequena centelha de urbanidade e cidadania, mas não há. Está tudo em casa, a ouvir os outros a formar as suas próprias opiniões, enquanto olham o telemóvel naquela gestão multi tarefas do único neurónio disponível. Gelados com a testa!

Convoco agora todos os processos falhados, sejam os de largo espectro, como as oportunidades perdidas de reconfiguração da nossa própria vida; sejam os de pequeno impacto, como o das reivindicações hierárquicas superiores de decisões democráticas em júri de pares, sendo assim nada mais que a identificação de processos subliminares de novas e mesquinhas colonizações (com cartas públicas de ambas as partes, de outras partes e assinadas de cruz).

Homens musculados por pós(z)es, mulheres sufocadas por leggings, crianças com o queixo no peito, à mesa e portanto com a testa na sopa (sopa, pfff nem sabem o que é isso).

Mentiras em todos o lado e nós, compra. A sociedade a ruir e nós, até nem vamos mal. Aproveitemos mas é esta oportunidade, que amanhã há mais. Somos uns perdulários. Eu também, atenção…! Mas não consigo deixar de me deter pela beleza do mundo como ele é, mesmo que o que vejo seja o que gostava de ver diferente. Se assim fosse possível, todos teríamos um mundo nosso, à nossa própria imagem e isso seria muito feio de mostrar. Já basta este!

January 1, 2022

Como proteger as pessoas de si próprias?

Polícia, lei ou formação?

O treino pode resolver as lacunas individuais com uma perspectiva correctiva e coletiva.

March 27, 2021

Todos temos mecanismos de defesa: uns mais, outros menos, uns mais fortes, outros menos, mas todos temos.

Por isso nos dedicamos a atacar.

March 24, 2021

“Liberdade para todos.
Liberdade de escolha e decisão!!!

… pandemia.

“Estão doidos???!
Liberdade para as pessoas?!?!?
Elas não sabem, nem querem tomar decisões!

Pessoas…

“Digam lá o que é para fazer, para as pessoas decidirem se vão cumprir o que é melhor para elas…

February 2, 2021

Porque decidimos mentir?

Talvez seja porque queremos enganar, talvez seja por insegurança.
Ignorância ou desconhecimento também podem ser identificados nos termos da mentira, mas mais raramente.

O que mais identifico é sem dúvida o logro, o embuste, o desvio, a devassa da verdade, deliberada e consciente.

É uma clara falta de correspondência com a realidade, e aqui divide-se, nos que veem o que querem ver, sem contexto do ambiente, e nos que recusam ver e concordar com a óbvia falta de visão.

February 1, 2021

People are dying. People are buying bitcoin. People are planning the next trip. People are spending online. People are divorcing. People are bending the system. People are lazy. People…

January 5, 2021

Há tanta gente que ama e tão pouca a saber amar.

September 30, 2020

Violence generates violence. Attack implies defense. Aggressiveness produces fear. Talking louder escalates to shouting discussions and to desperate screaming.

Everybody knows this arguments and still everybody forgets about them.

Everybody!

June 7, 2020

Plain, ignorant, intelectual, absent, religious, vain, followers, destructive, … All of them need to be judged, not morally as would be expected, but rationally : given an insight on themselves. Self centered, ego centric and dedicated to awareness as their own insight on how disturbing this words can be when we invert their applicability.

We are used to the words “think of/for the next…” but these are not fair words anymore as they keep denying the current evolutionary status of human kind : a new collective made of individuals.

We are no more a mob of mobs, identifiable either by race, color or creed. We are present as is the time we can identify as living in, unrepeatable, peculiar, singular – one of a kind. Why do we keep trying to compare ourselves to others and become an identifiable mass again and again? Even forcing others to become a part of our mass?!

I’m not proposing eremitage, absence or even reclusion, I’m just stating the obvious and condoning all those acts of togetherness, without a specific and clear egotistic goal as the motivation to those same actions. We simply cannot deal with ourselves in the first place and try to influence others in our insecure way of being.

People are not able to be alone anymore because that means being alone with themselves and this is the only theological conundrum to discuss, not the prevailing groups.

People lie. First to themselves, then to all who choose to hear them, therefore the problem isn’t the result of the lie but the behaviour prior to the event. I don’t believe in prevention, I believe in culture and education, social training ( if you can cope with the definition ) then if one can be truthful to himself he will not promote any type of lie to others.

In a perfect world I would be just another human, a egossencial and simple one.

January 3, 2020

October 25, 2019

A culpa das coisas é das pessoas. A culpa das pessoas é das coisas. As coisas não têm culpa. Só as pessoas podem ser culpados.

October 5, 2019

June 25, 2019

People explaining me by my academic training is so annoying.

They prefer to categorise and normalise what they don’t know, than to embrace a new sort/way of being/doing/achieving.

Starting now I’m going to settle with self taught and see if they get even more confused.

June 23, 2019

O mundo é factual. As pessoas fazem-no relativo. Eu procuro o absolutismo desse facto. Isso custa muito de mim, exige tudo de mim e no entanto ninguém o reconhece devido à sua relatividade e à minha crédula passividade nesses seres.

May 4, 2019

Eu vivo o crime do desassossego e a inquietude é a prova deste corpus. A culpa deste ser anormal tem o ónus na razão de estar vivo, muito pela forma como encaro o que vejo desde o valor que me assalta. Ver é a arma que impacta quem ouve o meu estado imediato, mas letal é a onda ressonante que contamina desde o momento em que se sabe que não foi só esse o assalto.

Interessa para mim o contexto que me rodeia, não só porque me movo nesse compêndio de certezas desde a insegurança de pensar, mas também como acrescento a presença e a imagem de mim à nossa história humana. Estou claro marcado como uns dos que merecem ser procurados e poucos sabem o que ando a preparar.

May 3, 2019

#daily #people #scene #interior #man #proportions (at Studium . creative studio & gallery)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt5O1SRFWMB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17jrt9rgmi053

February 15, 2019

Já não custa muito a derrota do mundano •

. MONSTRUKTOR

January 3, 2019

Já não custa muito a derrota do mundano •

. MONSTRUKTOR

January 3, 2019

#sunsets #boring #pictures #boring #people #porto #red #sign #river #douro (at Lordelo Do Ouro, Porto, Portugal)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Br-0JBdA_VW/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1rsbzweg60qgt

December 29, 2018

#sunsets #boring #pictures #boring #people #porto #portotowers (at Lordelo Do Ouro, Porto, Portugal)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Br8a4HRg_Pl/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1djkdp1tc42fx

December 28, 2018

#porto #sunset #yellow #light #magic #hour #façade #structure #scale #street #people #view #perspective #coble #construction #site (at Aduela taberna-bar)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrKhTxcFOM9/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=r9f6kaxoiz53

December 9, 2018

A supremacia da descoberta constante é em si uma secreção efémera, que expele este paradigma dos nossos tempos em pepitas de ouro que derretem à vista. A falta de cuidado pelo trato é a regularidade na pseudo descoberta da realidade efémera. Saltitamos de opinião em vontade, de pessoa em atividade, tudo pelo bom nome do acumular e do falsamente chamado: a viver.

the MONSTRUKTOR

November 29, 2018

the MONSTRUKTOR

November 29, 2018

We are broken.

the MONSTRUKTOR

November 11, 2018

The Seated Audience, zombified >>> with Ito-san making a rough migration from alien to popstar by @martapedro_ + and the freakish show man Walid Raad decomposing war, financial cannibalism and auto necrophilia, within terrible OCD’s + the beautiful lucid dream of plural sex, gender and identity from the dicotomy of a >> return or a comeback << to the classical views on love, body and critical language by Marina Warner and Beatriz Colomina delivered by a strong @shumonbasar #toyoito #alien #popstar #walidraad #showbiz #bs #marinawarner #beatrizcolomina #people #plantsandzombies #bw #wtf #forumdofuturo #agoraclub #cmp #porto #classic #west #east #philosophy #rivoli #talk #classicistic #ancient #times #view #return #rediscover (at Teatro Municipal do Porto – Rivoli . Campo Alegre)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp83OCegbqN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=7cd9rrxg19op

November 9, 2018

The last… #politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #land (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpwdUZwFcdQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=gu2kktwo7787

November 4, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #body (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpwdJsWFZM6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=z9d19nnyx8kq

November 4, 2018

A brigada da perna cruzada… #politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #land (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpWhytOAtyn/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kw5vrbzyhto8

October 25, 2018

A brigada da perna cruzada… #politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #land (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpWhFPEgJoc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ld28zfpiz02

October 25, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #geographer (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpEey3HgVcl/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1nwly12i4j68h

October 18, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design #built #environment #geographer (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpEef3GgEfN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b385yeoikd4d

October 18, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo6ywZugiyl/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2ol57290n9je

October 14, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo6rkP4AOaZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=18d5zt4afzvlu

October 14, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo6odU2gle8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n8sjzzkhau4d

October 14, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo6oYZuAphM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=frpqgshw07dt

October 14, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo6bsbHAvay/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cw8gqgofeb3s

October 14, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo3-r2GAlNS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=z440aemlcur

October 13, 2018

#politicsofsurvival #plaka #porto #modes #talk #urban #art #curation #cmp #cultura #critica #discussion #bullshit #pessimism #dumb #people #agression #defocus #long #view #pseudo #intellectualism #anthropocene #architecture #design (at Palácio dos Correios)
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October 13, 2018

O silêncio preenchido pela presença ausente; o ruído inaudível do temor na fatal intuição de vidas.

the MONSTRUKTOR

August 3, 2018

O silêncio preenchido pela presença ausente; o ruído inaudível do temor na fatal intuição de vidas.

the MONSTRUKTOR

August 3, 2018

#photographers #being #photographed #photography #event #music #live #rooftop #sunset #porto #party #people #happy #shit #all #lies #decadence #false #truth #nosalvation #doomed (at Porto, Portugal)

July 17, 2018

Aukthor

Uncanny conditions will present the strangest results. Daily.

Idiosyncrasies of the course of action; the struggle to document the correct choices; always proposing advances in the preposition of predisposition; the ability to communicate openly, yet strategically manipulating the emissary, the recognition and the receiving order of understanding, and the message contained in the end result.

This is the measure of how I am able to continue to pursue my career, through authorship. Day by day.

I know it for ever, but I was deemed unworthy by the nearest jealousy. It prevented me, justified only by my ignorance (the one I can’t yet control, in the unfortunate belief in humans), to act upon it. I always give them the benefit of a true creed, trusting and joining their self quest. Mostly lies, put on display as soon as the barrier between belief and actionable demand acts as a filter. The particles of true competence are then retained and clog the dynamics of trust, intensifying the expectations of everyone’s interest into the current disappointment and usual mediocrity.

My awareness, was definitely imposed by the denial I must provide to the weak. I know it now by experience, by my expanded thinking of people and their things; I know it by the infinite connection of the point cloud nobody even sees as a shape. I know it dot by dot, one by one of them. Everyday.

I have things inside I can’t communicate. I know it, clearly. They are not secrets or even regrets, just indecipherable theorems of my own mundanity waiting for me to proccess them into the dissection of my uncomfortable rational passion about life. Patiently, as a sage and never as a pariah.

It’s hard to know what others don’t see and should feel about themselves but harder is to know how to say it and not be alowed to.

April 4, 2018

A extrema unção da mentira, repetida vezes e vezes sem conta, como se soubesses que já não vale a pena voltar à verdade. Ainda há tempo para a redenção, não é verdade?

the MONSTRUKTOR

April 1, 2018

A extrema unção da mentira, repetida vezes e vezes sem conta, como se soubesses que já não vale a pena voltar à verdade. Ainda há tempo para a redenção, não é verdade?

the MONSTRUKTOR

April 1, 2018

#Porto #people #Construction #BlackMirror #unaware #perspectives #street #crossing #walking #wandering #city #walkable #future #aware #thinking #liga #architecture #studium #work #project #refurbishment #interiordesign #graphicdesign #webdesign #pharmacy #master #architect #designer #author (at Rua do Bonjardim)

March 11, 2018

The end result of this focused intensity is a remarkable insight into the notable future of titans. The leftovers are mediocrity and a regretful past.

the MONSTRUKTOR

March 8, 2018

Ainda há quem ache que vivo triste e projete assim em mim as desculpas de um remorso pessoal e intransmissível. Eu vivo feliz, intensamente constante e de acordo com o meu próprio reflexo de visão interior. Desde que me lembro de ser ser, só por breves falhas, é que vivi o que outros nunca me souberam explicar: porque escolher viver pouco, bastante, suficiente, para justificar a felicidade e a infelicidade de não ser quem se quer ser, não é para mim.

the MONSTRUKTOR

February 5, 2018

the MONSTRUKTOR

February 5, 2018

… even smiles can be overrated when people cannot distinguish the real importance of life.

the MONSTRUKTOR

December 24, 2017

It’s a fading conundrum, a fate of disbelief and of lack of continuity. It is made of disappointment and disaster, a specialized rotten faith of invisible sights, bigger spectrums of lost shades.

Small, dull, insignificant personas, insecure. I wish I was lighter and everything like to be them.

So many tricks to be equal, desires to stumble on myself, reborn. If only I was human. Smelling nice and scenting nothing in fear.

Believing in no thing to say, about them or us…

Arise from the track, still sparkling and chirping from the last locomotive in a melancholy of corrosion and lust made of sad ambitions.

This is a measure of demise, and empathy… I am able to cope it in such a manner I keep myself understandably absent.

Still empty of nothing but the fullness of myself.

November 24, 2017

Disappointment brings information and knowledge from the causer.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 17, 2017

Infinitely broader than I ever thought I could be. Almost inter dimensional, overwhelming and assuming unearthly powers. Honestly and humbly arrogant. Obsolescent by choice only to continuously design my own result.

the MONSTRUKTOR

September 11, 2017

The clash of the opposing blind is inevitable.

the MONSTRUKTOR

September 5, 2017

One king, one voice, a single light and a precise direction, dominant and enlightened, successful and achieving higher than higher expectations.

This is how i see me, how i know i affect my self awareness in the cyclic progression of my life and in the way it influences everything around.

Almost everyone i see progressing at a self inflated pace is fantasising on the this words as the normal description of their lives. Ah ha aha ahahahah… this is just the conundrum of the weak! This is the lightest thought of a doomed mind, envisioning the possibility of being able to cope with power only to fall in the ridiculousness of their own existence. How many have i seen directing truth as if it was true, and not realising the ridiculous fantasy they were directing at others. Oh, you small little people… How despair has reached you within, and in such an infected state, that you’re contaminating not only the host, but also the reality of some who seem to follow blindness itself. I pity no one, i commiserate only the time and matter they are wasting as humans.

But please don’t stop, please continue, because in that way I’m validated by my own actions and surely by all of your inactions.

August 30, 2017

Fascinated about people, being fascinated.

the MONSTRUKTOR

June 17, 2017

People expect you to comply with social mores and obligations because their result is to expect.

the MONSTRUKTOR

May 9, 2017

Unacceptable human group behavior = jealousy, envy, regret, repudiation.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 25, 2016

Distorting reality as a way to justify every wrong doesn’t make the real time right. Life, people and relations are much more than the visions of ourselves, and while it starts inside, it has to be seen from the outside in order to become true. This is a fundamental flaw of my time and I see it happen anywhere, anytime and by anyone.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 25, 2016

When something is true because something else comparable and contextual is worse/bad/justifiable I defect from being reasonable and mute myself.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 12, 2016

Every time any change happens I am absolutely sure of my written history. I left no page unturned on the record of the past, no idea without critic ever/will made/make way to the foreclosure of the process. Not a single stage is made orphan by the mediocrity of the fast achievers, the rumblers of quick fixes, the fascists of excellence.

This makes me a giant tyrant titanic destroyer of anything made by low quality people.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 2, 2016

I have seized the opportunity of new cycles when the quest for value is no longer made solely by me.

Apart from the apparent reasons to morn the past, I know the understanding of celebrating change, comes from an enlightened few that know the difference between it and my tales yet to be told.

Only in me I know for sure that the path taken is the righteous end of all that are yet to cross my sight.

I celebrate.

the MONSTRUKTOR

September 30, 2016

The sound,
the poise,
the will,
the attention,
the commitment,
the body,
the evolution,
the skin erupting,
the leg shaking from uncontrollable electric exctasy,
the thrust of a charging beast, soft and domesticated,
the commitment of awareness in every pore,
that face of titans dancing in gravitical conundrums of discovery,
that controlled delivery of self control to me. The seer of you…

the MONSTRUKTOR

June 15, 2016

Doing right must take less effort than doing wrong.

Even though it seems simple and clear as a concept to every one alive, materializing it is the hardest thing I have ever witnessed as a human.

The key is to learn.

the MONSTRUKTOR

April 22, 2016

Surrounded by people,
lonely as a grain of sand,
neglected from my own demise,
thrown away as a rag.

the MONSTRUKTOR

April 21, 2016

A full chest of lies is nothing compared with my empty head of truth’s.

They seem to be in an unbalanced relation in the prioritized society of today. Given the opportunity to compare truth with lie I cannot even see the proximity of importance, and even less the inverted situation between the meaning and use of the two concepts. But this is the reality of the same society that resemble a group of friends in constant battle over nothing just to falsely impose bonds.

I have no lies inside but the ones others keep on giving me for free. I try to signal them about the empty head I have, abjected and geometrically reflecting outside that given words, but they try to force that norm through me as if a rule had to become true. Altruistic as I am I keep some lies as truths just to fulfill the fact that this is another reality for someone and so being, as for my constant redirect myself to others, I have to keep the insanity of this type of living real to others as well. What a waste of time, what a psico dilemma, what a wonderful friend I am…

Strangeness comes sit next to me when everything is an old, enormous expelled wasted matter, made from recycled resounding lies. Stranger than truth, revoked as part of morality and staggering me as I see the depth (and shallowness) of entire bands of society settled in this inversion of values and modus in life. Sad. “True”. Real conflict of interests made relative to the lack of morality imposed by deceiveness.

I am nothing but an observant, casted as an actor, narrating what I write and recording the scenes of sounding truths, just to find myself inside of myself. I am not a moralistic man, I have my commitments and doubts as everybody else, some strange and misleading, some so simple that are even more strange, but I still chose to work hard everyday and achieve an empty head, of truth.

So lost and so busy trying to find nothing when they only needed to use truth to find all of themselves all.

the MONSTRUKTOR

April 1, 2016

Expectations are the art of delusional fake reality.

the MONSTRUKTOR

March 3, 2016

Without a word, without an action, branding connections by simple existence.

the MONSTRUKTOR

February 25, 2016

Excess. Ornament. Ostentation. Wealth. Pretentiousness. Extravagant. Vulgarity. Exhibitionism. Mediocre. This is how things are going here in the kingdom of not a lot of normals.

the MONSTRUKTOR

October 4, 2015

I can see until there’s is no light left inside of you and still I don’t see beyond my own bones.

I think that’s because I don’t know what to see or even what to look for. Maybe I can see everything in others because i don’t take enough time doing the same medical therapeutic prescription on myself.

I see clearer than others except when I’m on front of the mirror.

There I enter a spiral of thoughts absorbing all my brain cells in the search of everything but me.

When I can control that void of me I can start to see fragments, reflections and blurs which from the skin create a perfect and clear vision of what I have made myself look to all of you. The bumps, imperfections, depressions and scars are meticulously cared with the pride of nostalgia or the arrogance of the achievement.

I am a reasonably resonant man and I have reasons to state it unequivocally when I can see it.

This conglomerate of intentions, doubts, and irrelevance from within can only be autism, maybe an advanced form of denial but still, autism.

the MONSTRUKTOR

September 15, 2015

You can give everything to help someone but you can’t do anything to save them from yourself.

the MONSTRUKTOR

August 30, 2015

Choose what you do, see, listen, feel, taste, like, share, follow, become, react. Stop looking at your phone and saying you have a full life. It’s a fake life.

the MONSTRUKTOR

August 28, 2015