April 5. Iguazu Falls.
I have to admit the ad was too hysterical. Sorry for that. But I was a little bit bored and that's one of the things you do when you're bored. The other thing is to construct a theory of Pure Being. I'll do that later.

First, I'll tell you about the beautiful national park ...
April 4. Temptation.
Upon arrival in Iguazu, I checked in the first hostel I saw and booked a tourist-rip-off trip for 90 pesos called gran aventura which of course turned out to be a dull truck ride followed by a boat ride underneath the big waterfall that got us really wet. On the plus side, ran into a ...
April 3.
Two people sit in a bar and have a conversation about what they read. Both of them boast with big Authors, with Grand Novels that make it all the way to the intellectualist Olympus. O yeah I read this I read that you missed it O you really should read this and that. They talk ...
April 2.
I know people. I know people that really love the idea of doing everything that can be done automatically automatically. They tell me about their dreams. Wouldn't it be nice they say, wouldn't it be nice to have a computer that does all that work for us? I mean, that's what really keeps them warm. ...
April 1. Cookies.
Gee, this guy must have a huge authority conflict. Since I am not reading this kind of feedback, I provide it myself here. It's a common reaction. This guy is looking for something beyond authority because he is looking for something not yet infected by fear. And that something he hopes, that long thread of ...
March 31. The Stranger cannot win.
O The biggest poser might also be saying some true words. I play this. This is a first-person novel but as a person I want to put you first. It is an experimental thing I think should be done and it costs me less time doing it myself than looking up in the records of ...
March 30. Time, being, freedom, etcetera.

Instead of this:
"Time/being/freedom/the soul/matter/consciousness itself is like dripping honey" I advice you to write this:
"I think about dripping honey and I feel good."
Perhaps you like those abstraction. I reckon you know them much better than I do. I don't like to talk about these words because it O feels like arguing ...
March 29. Come on, it’s monday.
I write for a few. I need only a few to convince me of the fact that my endeavour is not completely futile. But don't worry. You can stop reading; I'll have ten other readers to replace you. Writing should be like painting, splashing the words on a mental canvas, and the writer should develop ...
March 28. Sin titulo
The more alive I feel the more my writing becomes fixed, the more it becomes a token of - death. Mmm, at this point it seems a good idea to let some dogs off the leash to sniff at this paradox. The dogs run towards it, run a few times around it and start to ...