Rotterdam (the world died yesterday)

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"So. How do we do it? How do we change the world?" Daniel asked, finishing off his glass of wine. He might not know all the answers, but he always asks the important questions.

I had met up with Daniel in old apocalyptic Rotterdam's train station. It was raining heavily that day. We walked by the riverfront before we settled in a pub, to dry out.

It's hard to explain, and I don't mean to try too hard anyway, but when Brother Daniel talks of salvation he reminds you that you believe in it too. His heart has no bars: he is like a second Jesus - sans fanatic followers, except maybe me.

Every year I take a shot of Daniel. If it doesn't keep me alive, at least it keeps me humane, a little bit closer to sane, and always leaves me thinking.

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Ongebroken Verzet (Unbroken Resistance)

We are Anonymous.
We are Legion.
We do not forgive.
We do not forget.
Expect us.

(in Anonymous message to NATO)

Obstreperous.

Gil Scott-Heron

April 1, 1949 – May 27, 2011

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the            instant replay. 

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the             instant replay.

I was thinking about Ipod boy and Russian girl again today and how they're perfect for each other.

She doesn't say much -

and, well, he never listens.

Dan Perjovschi at the Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

From A Softer World

"Nothing is interesting, the rapture came and went, and we got left behind along with every single other person in the world, and not a single one of us has any idea what to do now, now that it's Tuesday except go downstairs for more coffee."

Unremitting Failure

A democracia e' um megafone partido que se recicla de X em X anos.

Por favor deixar as pilhas no pilhao, nao custa nada.