RKL

Even people who doesn't know me that well
still knows two things about me:
that I don't do drugs or drink alcohol and
that I've aways dated this same girl for like 8 years.

Last year one of this statements became false and no:
I am not a crackhead in rehab now.
The girl dumped me and the reason why she did (one of many at least) was my reaction to this video. Why did she have to believe me for once?



It still makes me wanna do LSD, but the real one, the 70s one.
(not really, but in case she reads this, I'd want her to think she was right)

Any similarities with the previous entry...

...are purely magical.

Gimme the bird

Today I wanna be there
with my future children
and figure out the shapes
as if with funny clouds

Genius or just great?

I feel like being talkative and honest is - instead of super annoying - super cool and sometimes, genius.
I really like people who speak their minds out non stop, smart and trash. Listening to them babble feels to me like treasure hunting: it makes me focus on each and every non-sense, hoping to hopefully spot something absolutely groundbreaking ...or just great.
This is probably one of the best examples I can think of right now, it's not only a memorable audiovisual statement but also one of my favorite videos of all times.
Thanks Roman!

God Almighty, biiiiaaatch...

I've been raised by an atheist family, or perhaps parents that fell out of love for their god at some point. I may ask them one day about the whole ordeal now...
Anyways, the thing is that this never made me not care about other people's gods or ever disrespected them, I just looked at them like a fascinating social phenomenon.
Human history gives me enough reasons to rant about religion but it ain't my point at all; I've even gotten to read the Bible, many passages from the Coran and even some lose buddhist texts. And I strongly believe all those best-sellers should definitely at least be considered and respected as such by all atheists and agnostics out there: great books with undeniable hooks.

But now I know if ever anyone gets to push its god into my heart (or soul or wherever it supposedly lodges), I think that person would've to look and sound something like this:

How to write songs

For years I've tried to understand what my mother felt
when she first listened to Bob Dylan.
She'd always tell me how much of a genius he is, and I
gotta admit I was seriously into Michael Jackson back
then, almost moonwalking and all...
So I had to give this man a chance and I wasn't let down.
I still love him today (same with the King of Pop though)

Today I came across a video that I feel sums up everything my Mom must have felt that day; and I wanna share it with you:

Boards of Canada

Amazing video to watch on a BIG screen
in a hot friday night party in Buenos Aires...
Totally inspiring and trippy and beautiful, time to fall again now.

Control freak

It is crazy how we sometimes wanna take care of stuff that's beyond us
and should stay there for the sake of Humanity's comfort.
At some point in our lives, we all try that. We give Godness a chance.

I'm not trying to make any religious statement of any sorts, this is beyond conventions, this is about control.
Back in 1940, some people was taking "control over the uncontrolable" very seriously. And I guess they sort of pulled it off...
Kinda scary to think of where we're at today if almost 70 years ago this stuff was taking place.

Gives me chills but I wanna know

High Times in China

Maybe a little smiling here and there?
Yeah, I think everyone's taking each other too seriously these days.
So for those who think China ain't that fun anymore, go figure...



Some brilliant quotes, copyright free for public use:

"Oh, let's just take a call from his Mom first... naughtyyyyy!"

"weeee're landin' on youur grrrapes, weeee're landin' on youur grrrapes"

"...stuck in a treeeee..."

"What did he say?"
"I have no idea, but I'm gonna do what he says!"

"Uh, this guy's not happy, I think we just landed on his child"

"Millions of children!!"

Why do we need to collect?

Hello everyone or nobody,

I've always wondered why we need to gather stuff, rearrange it in shelves, jars or books and give it an order. Or is it just obsessive people who does?
I am sure it has to do with some status shit, something to feel special about, something you "own" but you'll never be able to take with you to eternity. That's why egyptians were cool cats back in the days.
Anyways, this is what I'm at again today: collecting some audiovisual online wonders this time.
Something like the "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" trick but without expecting anything in return (because it's not even my stuff after all!).
Some people might call this exhibitionism but I'm not really keen on that word though.
I'd rather you call it "The Mundane is sleeping on my sofa tonight", my first blog ever.

Hope you all enjoy it, it's made to make your life happier, easier and brighter; while my tastes become now officially collectible.

Tristan