waiting for another sun

helo guys, i´m back from da tent festival, with da electro music in heart, sand and sun in boddy and an upcoming revolution on da earth.

People are moving, robbing and dancing
People are waiting for da sun
People are drinking, enjoying and meeting
People are thinking about dem selves
People are singing, writing and picturing
People are explaining dem selves
And now were back to work reality
waiting for anither sun ..

Bullshit

Bullshit

What about .. a bullshit ?

When smthg got wrong in ure head u just say bullshit.

But the bullshit is that even if u say bullshit, the bullshit is still in ure head, turning and turning and keeping peace out of ure mind.

This blog is kind of "soupape" for me. When i can't talk about smthg, or if the talk is of no help for me, i just throw it in this blog instead of talking alone like a mad man hoping that the "bottle message in the sea" trick works.

So here is the story : There was a group i was fun of. His name is Hoba Hoba Spirit. They play smthg between gnawa, chaâbi, rock and reggae. They got a very nice song called Bled Skizo. Bled means, let's say, a country or smthg. So they are talking about how a population in a country could be so "skizo", i.e. schizophrene.

One time i was taliking about Bled Skizo'lyrics to someone when some friend told me that i was skizo. Like the Bled.
Few weeks later, i just realized that he was right.
And the fact is, the antagonist ideas are still fighting into my head. Between myself and myself. Don't think there will be a winner, coz it's a kind of death-to-death battle. So if there is a winner, it would be a third guy, let's say 3oth_3.0. If not, maybe i will be blogging from Manouba State Hospitol.

See u !