sábado, 26 de julio de 2008

Maratón Proust

- La otra vez tardé cinco años en lleer los siete volúmenes. Esti branu van dir toos darréu.
- Menos llobos, anda, menos llobos.

1 comentario:

blade runner dijo...

Some time ago ther was a moon around your country. It is still been there? I looked at the moon but I could not seem it. I asked the people where was the moon but nobody knew about it. The only told me that the moon is still around them? Where is it I asked again. Could you show it me? But nobody wanted to listened me. Nobody wanted to know where the moon was. Sometime ago it was the same for me. I used to run naked on the forest and I used to believe in weakness things: peace, states, people. I used to be in short wich is named a dogmatic person. Those were my Gods. It was funny because it is funny to be a dogmatic. But the problem is not to be a dogmatic. The problem is to choose rightly the things wich you want to believe in. Now the questions are the same but nobody wants to know how they can use the answers. The question is not my friend about people. The question is why has the moon gone? Look at the moon my friend. Is not easy to see it. Is it? Where is the moon my friend? Why it has left your country?