Home & city limit

I like the way the flower bloom, the new season coming up, I gonna have my latest album of Year Zero by Nine Inch Nails. Every people love to be out, it is like the best spring ever. I plug my little earphone. Tonight I gonna be at my best to listen that, I have plenty of time. I go home I listen that little album and I begin to talk to somebody on the chat. She talk that she pretty involve with people at her job and she work on a little place. She really not near I check up the time and I go to do someplace else, as she really tired and go to sleep soon. I really like her but she not there anymore. Passion go to little improvisation about search I already doing all the time. I see control and honesty tonight gonna be a little difficult night, as I have nothing else to do. I listen a little bit the TV and nothing else matter, I close it. I begin to believe my life is little bit doing the same thing over and over, what I found about the album is a bit of difficulty seem to be less easy than doing something more, to get in bit of confusion, it is the last summer I pass in the hospital once again and I am out again. It begin a bit after listening Tom Yorke the solo album, the eraser. I begin to believe sort a fantasy I was on another earth and after that I was receiving message from another galaxy. It is the past now, I believe the summer gonna be good. Fairly I find it good, I run a lot when it is dark. The city is really calm at that time. I found lots of thing that going well, imagination of a new era, I see the city in the brightest light. I wanna take some photo of the panorama. Life is easy in the dark we see almost nobody it seem that everybody left. I continue like that on the big street in Montreal. Discover lots of thing when everybody sleep. It is the best moment I did have in my life and I will never forget it. Dark hour remind me of vacation and I like to be there when it’s the night.

Don’t forget by the way little mini-album of Nine Inch Nails call Not The Actual Events. I just check tonight, I like the album.

What will be the next earth

Earth, 3000 Years after Christ.

Circling above and beyond way to the top of the century of life. It will be the next century building structural will be near some beautiful star, in the sky brilliantly surveys the sky. The human is still predictable to going further the point of vanishing, because of water that circle abound the lost place. Like the Yorkshire that bought to the borough of New York the city twice submerged with water. Escape from the world wide phenomenon of being fully aware of war and devastation bring by some intelligent way beyond. Life will be the next move from monarchies to total dynasty of the past to a system of a chancellor.

The bassgirl story


I was doing checking in a red secondhand vintage store, check for some, maybe a cute good old fashion wood coffee table, heard a little pieces of classical not use to it so don’t recall the name, It was violin and piano, playful it get me in the mood, after a while, I get outside. There is a good coffee shops somewhere but I don’t know where, I ask to a young lady I think she almost 24, look like 27. Big black hair, I ask do you know a good coffee shop around there, not really anticipated nothing about it. She say, yes, uh do you mind if I go with you, I say fine, no problem. Then we exchange some of the thing to the hard question, she ask me: What you do in life ? And I answer : Well I enjoy my life little bit. She answer : Huh doesn’t answer the question. I answer : Well done lot of work previously but now I’m stuck little bit, not searching nothing really. She get so bored, so I say: well I play music on the Internet doesn’t pay much, I was aware too that doesn’t mean you are betting in life, such of thing, mainly is … And she said : What wait a minute you are not saying you have no job and you doing just music, wow, that’s impressive. I say why? Well because I have a bass and eee I play it very well. I say : That’s cool, would you mind if we could jam together, She say no not at all, where is your apartment……..


New York 1997


It was summertime and the sun was going to the desert darkly and red. A giant leap was harvest the city, inside the city everything was bright, everything was hugely speedy. The night of the cities was having honk and it was a breeze of the night, crawling into a restaurant, I was searching for someone. Someone that was there, looking at my cigarette and my little drink of red wine. I was contemplating the crowd, the only thing I was thinking is the girl was there right in front of me, she was looking at me in the eye. She was having bright green eyes. She was with a friend and after a while she gets out. Something was going well that night it was a Friday. Then I get out and look at the purple sky, she was there, she said Excuse me, gentlemen do you have a cigarette ? I say yes I give her one, I say I was looking at you at the restaurant are you come lots of time here? She said I come lots of time here and I see you lots of time too. I was waiting for her answer for why she wait for me, but couldn’t say, because lots of time was meaning she was interested in me for a long time but how do I never remember seeing her, it was the first time for me. After a while we get excited by the night that night was special it was the night of 4 july . She said my friend doing some bar like always, but that night I don’t want to be alone in my world, if you don’t mind can you come to my apartment, I have everything there to pass a amazing time with you. I say alright lets go. Her apartment was sumptuous great taste, everything was art-deco line. We discuss a little bit and she say do you wanna drink? what do you want? I say do you have dry gin? And she reply of course I have all that is needed. She was really a kind of a girl, she work in business of a big company her position was to check the finance as chief accountant. I was telling that I am a employment coach to help people get promoted in a business more easily, that my job was to find highly quality jobs to help young and experience people to get the dream-job they needed. After a while she get little spicy I can remember the tongue, it was suave and really it was the best night ever. We get close, made out.

NEVER forget

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