101 – feat. ARAKI

“people say i’m insensitive, why?; maybe because i’m a gemini, i’m not alone, there is another me, there’s me snivelling and another me watching”
a photo is a moment between the past and the future.
inner distortion.
my tokyo.
sky developed negatives.
personal photography.
sex and death, these two desires are inseparable.
i take pictures of nude women even if they are fully clothed.. a woman nudity is to be found in her face.

099 – Dance and Rant

my lovely friend Lara wrote this as a comment on my status: “Rant, Rant, or else we’re lost” a parallel to Pina Bausch’s famous statement: “Dance, dance, otherwise we are lost”

“Dance,” said the Sheep Man. “Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougottadance. Don’teventhinkwhy. Starttothink, yourfeetstop. Yourfeetstop, wegetstuck. Wegetstuck, you’restuck. Sodon’tpayanymind, nomatterhowdumb. Yougottakeepthestep. Yougottalimberup. Yougottaloosenwhatyoubolteddown. Yougottauseallyougot. Weknowyou’retired, tiredandscared. Happenstoeveryone, okay? Justdon’tletyourfeetstop.”
– Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

٠١٤ – تنفيسة

لازم مخدرات
الخمرة خره
لازم العالي لابيض
و لازم نتفادي نعيش الصبح
النور بيموتني
بيفكرني اني كنت عايز اعمل حاجة
لازم نرجع نعيش باليل بس
و لازم مزيكا عاليه
و لازم بحر
ولازم نكسم الحياة
لاحنا ولادها و هي امنا
احنا ولاد الاكتئاب
يبقي نحضنه و نرضي به و نشتاق له
و الاكتئاب يحب المخدر
و مايحبش التفكير
هو الاكتئاب شخصيا تعبان نفسيا
و قمة الابداع فقط الموت
لوحدك خالص

-مايكل صبري

081 – modern day commandments


I• thou shalt not picketh food off mineth plate after thou order’d a salad and claim’d to be full -especially mineth dess’rt

ΙΙ thou shalt not openeth thy shirt till thy belly button to reveal thy lion-like chest hair. i will be tempt’d to pulleth some out

ΙII thou shalt not crosseth the fucking road while looking the wrong fucking way

IV thou shalt not ruineth game of thrones episodes ‘r taunt me with them all day just because i’m not up to date with the latest episode

V thou shalt not eateth mineth food in the fridge – especially with the sticker that says ‘get thy owneth food fucker’

VI Thou shalt not add deodorant onto sweating skin and synthetic fiber, only then to stick your armpit under my nose on the metro Continue reading “081 – modern day commandments”

070 – feat. suzeeinthecity

Foodist, adventurer, master blogger, stylist, journalist, Egyptian, party animal, rocker,…..well i’m just honored to feature her here

Then one day, my mother informed me that it was time to put on the top half of my two-piece swimsuit instead of running around in shorts (I apparently spent the first 2.5 years of my life running around naked in people’s gardens , which makes for very awkward small talk 20 years later when I run into them).

I remember being absolutely indignant at my mother’s request.

‘Why should I?’ I hollered, ‘The other boys don’t wear tops.’

‘You’re not a boy, dear,’ my mother sighed. ‘You’re a girl.’

‘So what? I climb faster than them, and some of them cry like girls.’

It’s true. I remember a whiner called Sherif who would run blubbering to his nanny every time he got hurt while tree climbing. Yes, I was a tree climber and crying boys were sissies. ….
The Overgrown Tomboy

here is quick dive into her instagram collection:
(i have to admit i dig your poker face/pose in dressies)


067 – feat. interesting tips

#2 Create Genuine Rapport

We all have razor sharp B.S. meters.
As soon as we sense someone isn’t being genuine, they are dismissed.
Whether you know it or not, your subconscious is doing it.
After all, it’s impossible to have a real deep connection, with meaningful rapport, without actually knowing who you are talking to.
Sure you may be friendly, but you’ll always be missing something…
…something big.
The something that makes two people connect as husband and wife or two buddies become lifelong friends.
It’s because at some point they decided to be open. Simple as that.
The world and our experiences within it are all based on genuine personal connection. Without it we miss out on the best parts and end up being pretty miserable in the process.
I challenge you to be more of who you are and you will create a rapport that will have your audience returning regularly.

– See more at: http://www.drewiaconis.com/blogging-tips-and-tricks/#sthash.RlKxlHGc.dpuf

feat. fello blogger – On writing and getting published

Should the object be to change the face of the earth? Haven’t I done it already just by being here???  And the same goes of course for every human being in this planet. We are all important, we have our special talents, characteristics, attributes. If we take the population of the earth in 2014, there is a minority who has the possibility to write fiction. And among these people, not everyone will want to get published and not everyone will succeed.

Continue reading “feat. fello blogger – On writing and getting published”


Let my eyes•Breathe through you•My hands•Look through you•My lips feel you soul•Feel the warmth•of my see•And the calmness•From my lips rest …•The power•That my eyes•You levitate•Let my heat•Give you a offer (translated by lalocabrujita)


Laat mijn ogen
Door je heen ademen
Mijn handen
Door je heen kijken
Mijn lippen jou ziel voelen
Voel de warmte
van mijn zien ..
En de kalmte
Van mijn lippen rusten …
De kracht
Die mijn ogen
Je laten zweven
Laat mijn warmte
Je een mooie plekje geven

La Brujitaaa









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