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ant to a new day. fishnet stockings and the truths in your skin,
pictures in the clouds in my sky and yours our names written. Rosa
gum to our hearts,
stars in the reflection of the sea today is nothing but an infinite color.

Tsh Test Interpretations

Why should the human stay on Earth forever?. There's something inside me, something human, which makes me fear.
I know that we are not eternal. I know everything will be finished and following them. I know it can all goes well and our mix and extinction is calm, welcome and accepted. I know this may never happen, that the machine man always needs to be programmed. But I also know that years ago nobody would have expected to read a story like that, and here it is. So why not accommodate all those thoughts now are nothing more than fiction? We can always choose the positive or negative. And you, are you positive or negative?
I'm confused. Now thousands of thoughts run through my beza and I do not know where to hold on.
am not afraid, because I probably would not be here to see it, per seemed so far away the idea of a world dominated by synthetic beings and so close now ...
not so farfetched the idea that the machine can become just like humans. Capacity? Leftovers, man uses a little part of your brain, the rest is unknown. The machine now needs a programmer, the machine only needs to learn reprogrammed herself, is not as preposterous the idea, there are security devices which options to choose from a standard interior-reprogram your mistakes and move forward as human beings, overcome and improved. Not even need sex to procrear.Incluso, putting insensitive, we could create an insensitive world where your only mission would be to overcome their environment without worrying about oneself without committing a second time, the same fault. You need only give instinct, survival instinct, of individuality and freedom in the world for his own protection and for the same, just has to be coded so you know he's a kind in this world and that as a species, must fight to survive. If this is possible, we are lost.







"Genesis or Revelation?


I certainly do not know much about technology, or programming or anything. But if I know the human being and this is the only thing that comes to mind. CH

Blister Near Tailbone BCN Fashion Week

Yesterday morning I went to BCN FASHION WEEK with my Muse and my best friend, we wanted to see models, but could not be, if we saw some interesting-blondes and brunettes .Era incredible congregation of boys who were dressed well, sorry generally do not know dress, to my taste (sorry guys )...- and women walking on high heels and sunglasses, cool, cool. So we went to the NCB Showrooms and we took a walk by there to pick up some free magazine style photo taken in the meantime, ja.



Me and my Muse (:



My Muse and Manolo



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Carakter C (x
Viva fashion pussy. What if, that aesthetics matter, that style matters, not me fucking hypocrites AIES. (* Cruelty laughs) Later I

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Church Anniversary Type Treatment 9 mm of Love

"the roof is over, friend." I heard the other side of what actually was not a departure.
I knew I was talking to me because there was no one else. I looked down, suspended in the ceiling and counted one hundred and three bricks on the floor, hitting my head and jumped with them.
opened my eyes, this time on the floor and thought "I was fired." Dizzy. I looked at my chest expecting to find seconds before the bullet fired from the barrel of my own 9 mm, and found nothing. I had a feeling unknown and assumed that there, in my new life would be like anything before, so I have to start from scratch.
"I was fired the very son of a bitch" this time I would say that I cried to myself, my veins seizures oreria able to tear that flavor anymore. Love is the bullet.
No one dies for love, they say. But many if they kill for love. And I laughed
strongly stained into the bowels, almost naked, disheveled and haggard, I laughed until my teeth fell out, I laughed to remove the fucking performance and discoveries in the saliva of my lover sorry for my loss. And then I said, whispering and merciless, "have thought of before, beautiful." And I promise, I give my life than I have in this shit of heaven or hell or half and half for the ambiguous like me when I say that I heard, because seconds later, she was fired. If you had thought of before neither you nor I would be here I do not know where I am or where you are, but if you come find me no-no est