17 março 2010

03 março 2010


Bruce Nauman - Slow Angle Walk (Beckett Walk), 1968

I lay down in the shadow. I don´t think i can forever lay down in shadow. or in the light. That would be my death.
I wish that not having anything to say was not a trigger for paralyzing anxiety.
I wish i could look hard enough and that the tears would make me see this shit in a new magnifying perspective.
I wish i could say something strong, smart, beautiful, complete, new. To you, that do not ask and that i do love.
Truth is i am slowly welcoming my anesthesiologist.
Truth is i'll problably destroy something in the way.
Truth is i regret.

Truth is i am afraid of boring you.