so i was hurring to work this pass the maket, lobster tanks and strange sceeneries, and almost by the sub, when decided to slide down on the sideslope armlines…unseen…just flow down, a little faster.. and my chain got stuck and i did a small backflip on the way down the stairs… the train that almost left without me…but i made it! good morning…

the kinks..

so meet up with romangirl 4 beers after jobbing.. moved out from the old crib over a month ago (…) and many things happened since then..and all soo fast! good tooo take some bierras and chats after a time lapsus! good energy! and a old man trying to get someone to talk too…guess in were all looking for similar things…in different ways….20, 30 or 60, guess when i meet elder people and see them alone, i get babbly…(or maybe its the cervesas and the de la soul backgroud) and try to learn in some way from their experience, sometimes we i get answers and somtime not, somtimes more questions raise up.. so apart from all the lovely girl talk, asked this granpa about stuf i was wondering bout, espacially beeing a mix granpa of the world living in a small village in mexico, wakes up my curiocity…

and belive me i have many questions 😉 …. but one got me thinkin…i wondered if he could have a question, if he could ask and get an aswer to…what would it be..and he answered the meanig of life, or knowing why were here in a way…hmmm..i think were all curious souls…with many many quetsions, and think we have tried during centuries to answer it in many different ways..could think of many answers…but would we really wanna know the answer, i mean..what if someone would come and tell u that snwer of the meaning of life is….. wouldnt it kinda tear up the magic for the search, or maybe create even more deeper questions…i mean i guess sometime the magic of it all is the search for our own little anwers, isnt it what make it all kinda fun…

where would our motivation go?? what if we had nothing to search for? always wondered what ppl were searching for, remember when doing digital studies was intrested what ppl really googled up…my teacher seemed to have little answers to my odd quetsions..so found this application on goodgle of top searches in countries, where paris hilton was ruling the tops, then entered words that ment somthing to me and ended up they were mostly googled in bangalore, the sillicon valley in india, so got me curious if was the programming they did over ther or the actual searche hits….

guess we all all serching for answers of a lot of things, but think finding our own aswers is kinda a part of it all.. think were at this amazing time of space that we can acces information of the speed of thought, can u just imagine u had a question bout something before, would need to ride a horsback to a city with a library and try to hunt down the books of the records of a spesicific theme, our use a lifetime to gather information, now you just wikipedia it, create a dicussion and just get it all in an instant…(apart from the people u meet in life) i think thats one hell of a breakthrew…

my passion for the chaos theory in its root is very simple, was a theory didn´t need to limit myself, could put it all under one concept, and everything could work under it…never liked limits nor rules, and was raised in a certain freedom that made me bend and question and try to change barriers didn´t feel during my lifetime..the chaos theory gave my a freedom when writing my personal thesis, that could give me just that… the fact that the system could change in everysingle nanosecond could void the previous thoughts and that everything influenced everything, all things changed…guess gave me a felling of personal freedom…a feeling that in reality all could work…and minute was a new one..the everchanging all… guess some stuff we get answers to, some stuff we just feel and other stuff we go searching for threw lifes and eternities… guess its all part of the fun of life 😉

LOL (thing beer is hitting my mental system…)..

hocked on a wifi that works! mos def was good, really hoped for more freestyle in end, but some baboon threw somethang on the guy! SHITE! and first koncert in long time without biss, kinda strange ending…didnt really sing all that long, but had this great crew of dj, found a song woul like to learn to do stepping too with hip hop twist (yes would need some basic steppin gclasse sfirst!) and three was reggae, and marvin gaye, and bonita appelbum, and some arabesque rythms, and sinatra stuff..mmm, luved the stylectratching of souds and bodymoves, ithink i go bananas when i hear good hip hop on the floor, cuz just dance, dance, sing, do weird stuff and goo totaly out of control, and flowing with the friends and new ppl…. fact is, as the guy was singing sooo much bout brooklyn and ny, which made me miss that apple..noticed should get my body over there soon! (my granny has lived there for over 30 years…but not long ago granny sold the house and moved back to poland..) so would be different to go back without that crazy home…. but the new neighbourhood has a touch of ny in some atmospherical way..

anyways cheers for the people that make good vibes! the sangria after parties! and all the new to cum! tip…listning to speech defect from swedenese on myspace, if anyone into the oldschool feel, recomend!mmmm…..

1-2-3 going to the concert of mr slammer mos D,
gonna move to the groove, and feel the music flow
into- o the vains

1-2-3 its almost weekend baby
so forget what u know and connect too
what fee ee eel!

there are places that just cant get out of the mindo and heart, found the video of the huts in tulum, hidden away, got lost one with the jeep and found this pardise! wish can go back there with a crew..the lights goo off at 10 in tthe village of tulum and the candleight and guitars come out! mmm..dreams of the past and future..

soo..after the 48h move..and 5h sleep, i was strolling my way back home…u know that feeling when u feel a little tired and just wanna take a shower before u get on with the night of boxing out stuff..well..was sooooooooo close..and yet so far!..bought some cans of beer in front & some fooodo..and then i slided my key in my new comunitary door…and then i kinda twisted it….and suddenly i noticed that just had this little leftover of a key in my hand and the rest got stuck there, deep in! f**k! soooooouu..was kinda lookin confused and trying to figure up if should hit and run or what the next step should be…decided would be nice to get in…and the only copy of keyz were mine, and didnt really meet any neighbour..yet! so i saw this girl and she kinda got my bananas look, and ask if i was ok? glimsing strangly at this door in front, explained her and told me she had some friends and called them to open the door, so got up..alone..and found this rastasoul that was waiting for his friend to cume..but found me explaining the stuff that hppnd…trying to befriend my new neighbours and get sume help..he came down, put his key in from the other side…but it was inevitible the key was stuck! then i meet my mrs neighbour living on my oposite…hello, hello..she nicely offered to give my the nr of the owner…but my batts of the mobile were running short, and dont know in which of the 20 boxes the charger izz c…huh?¿? okay, just hearing all the shops around me close 10 to 8..locksmiths of the barrio..bye bye…so, decided should take the lock so my new neighbours would manage to get in to their houses…but was just gonna take a quick shower…when i realized that my pants i found in the morning despair, and havent used for a looong time, were all cracked open in the belt…, and since couldnt find anything at sunrise, had a quite slick top that was going up all day…soo guessed that must have looked funny or just quite weird…. my new befound neighbour told me loads of strange things happened lately and explained before..but now im flowting away…so i took this shower, changed the clothes, a fat eyeliner and found some object somehow?¿¿ jewlery i could twist, big ass sawing needles , this leather hole maker wit a wooden arm, and some tiny 5cm screwdriwers from my sawing machine…and went firmly down to find asssistance…right beside was a express delivery firm (i always seem to be having them nextdoor in al flats..hhuh?¿’) and i asked this guy the situation, and if he knew some lockpicking guys in the neighbourhood..he showed me a sticker on the door…i asked for screwdrivers… but
they had none! cummon!!! so there was an option of cashing out …or do it yaself…got up the sleeves and got too work! tried to get the neddles in..nothing, tried to presured it out..nothin, it was kinda deep in there..so decided kinda mentally hypnotize it..still nothing….at time like this one could logically give up…but no…tried to use my 5 cm screwdrivers…and belive me the door and crews were hella old!!! soooo…eventually got this big ass needle in there, and used the wood of the leather needlearm to bang it in there…and belive it or not, the key started to subtally and slowly to show itself, so banged and slapped and hit the needle…………………..and in the end… voalllaa! got it out!!!!! yeppa yeppa yeppa!!! at the moment met my third neighbour..introduced myself, and exhilatry told him my fixing skills! he looked kinda strange at me…so i politly asked him to try out his key! and it worked!!! ta- ta – ra – ra! i went to tell the new neighbours that the door was goood, but another guy opened up, and didnt really get my adventure..then let the mrs in front lend be a key to copy, and advised that should not use aliiminium keys, who the hell makes them those keys anyway?¿?aluminium keys can asskick! so beware! i learned my lessoon..persitance, dedication helps, and it can be gratyfing 😉 hehe! time for packin up, a sig, a beer and sume musica! bye bye!…going wifi rob hunting first in order to post this…..

dinamting the door