Our finest
Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in art | Posted on Saturday, June 06, 2009
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Good taste just never wears out.
[Kitsch has very thin boundaries. I didn't noticed them.]
by I'm the penguin
[Kitsch has very thin boundaries. I didn't noticed them.]
by I'm the penguin
No one I think is in my tree..
Some posts are just meant to be actual blogs.
So, a blogging kite would tell you about its flight. A very intresting flight these past weeks. Lot of pictures, los of memories...
Accounting that time goes by, it is fast, unexpected and scary.
Good thing: I'll be able to read something I wanted to read for a long time, I'll find some time to write what I wanted to write.
Some other things I wanted to do are now concluded, or in stand-by, but as the past new year's resolution check list indicated,.. I'm doing fine.
So, meanwhile, and as the body regains its strength, watch this:
from IanPool.com
Some posts are just meant to be actual blogs.
So, a blogging kite would tell you about its flight. A very intresting flight these past weeks. Lot of pictures, los of memories...
Accounting that time goes by, it is fast, unexpected and scary.
Good thing: I'll be able to read something I wanted to read for a long time, I'll find some time to write what I wanted to write.
Some other things I wanted to do are now concluded, or in stand-by, but as the past new year's resolution check list indicated,.. I'm doing fine.
So, meanwhile, and as the body regains its strength, watch this:
from IanPool.com
How does this solution crystalize?
Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in thoughts | Posted on Thursday, June 04, 2009
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H: In your experience of the chemistry lab. How does this solution cristalize?
M M: Well it has something to do with acids and bases so it's not very nice.
The chemist splits the sodium hydroxide with a jagged spatula from throat to belly and then plunges a huge filthy clamp in, he grabs hold of the hydroxide pearls tubes and they slip to evade his grasp but he squeezes hard, he insists, he pulls and pulls till all the base is yanked out and the basisity! We can't even talk about that. And then he stuffs it in the solution, dirty, tangled and torn. It's up to you to do the stirring.
H: And then you get the acetate. And mix around?
MMr: Just mangled particles pretending.
H: That's how solutions crystalize.
M M: Well it has something to do with acids and bases so it's not very nice.
The chemist splits the sodium hydroxide with a jagged spatula from throat to belly and then plunges a huge filthy clamp in, he grabs hold of the hydroxide pearls tubes and they slip to evade his grasp but he squeezes hard, he insists, he pulls and pulls till all the base is yanked out and the basisity! We can't even talk about that. And then he stuffs it in the solution, dirty, tangled and torn. It's up to you to do the stirring.
H: And then you get the acetate. And mix around?
MMr: Just mangled particles pretending.
H: That's how solutions crystalize.
[becoming the creative half of the quoting exercise]
By I'm the penguin
Circus mind that's running round
Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in music | Posted on Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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Well shes walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When Im sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
Its alright she says its alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing
[ Mrs. K i t e ]
Dejate caer, terminalo, cortalo, depsdazalo.
Dejalo ir y cae ya, todos lo podemos ver,
No hay más en ti para sostenerlo,
no hay más de ti en todo el mundo para ese deber.
Tirate al lodo con la mugre y las sanguijuelas,
ensucia tu blanca tez con amargas bocanadas de aire,
viola ese sagrado derecho a llamarte pura,
y mezclate con nuestra sangre dura. Cortate las alas.
Abandona la idea de grandeza y por un momento,
por uno solo, pertenece a los perros sarnosos.
Que note preocupe el viaje, nosotros te tomaremos,
te saquearemos y te llevaremos a rastras hasta ese lugar,
aún si es por tu voluntad.
Te notas cansada e insatisfecha, llenate de nuestros fracasos,
aprende con nuestros males, curate en nuestras enfermedades.
Dejate ir en la corriente de inmundicia que somos,
dejate ir y rompe con lo que conoces y desconoceras.
Rasga las vestiduras blancas y encuentrate con esto.
Y luego vuelve, al pedestal que te hicimos. Vuelve a ser pura.
by (I would like to know..., sincerely,) I'm the penguin
These days
Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in | Posted on Monday, June 01, 2009
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I'm missing an ear, literally...
Not in the way that creeps you out, but in such way that when I look to the wall something's missing.
So after a day of painting, sleeping some miutes (and non sleeping nights), and reading a lot about bases, and genomes and how we're all 99.99% the same, but they can clearly tell us apart by the same principles. I wonder.
talk about codes...
Not in the way that creeps you out, but in such way that when I look to the wall something's missing.
So after a day of painting, sleeping some miutes (and non sleeping nights), and reading a lot about bases, and genomes and how we're all 99.99% the same, but they can clearly tell us apart by the same principles. I wonder.
talk about codes...
TAATAGTGA!
[Mrs. K i t e]
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