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Bueno,
eso esta
Malo..
lo de..
el Zumbido!
trata de resolverlo,
a de ser Tortura
no entiendo?
mientras mas relajado
mas Zumbido?
el Vinage De Manzana se puede tomar
con un poco de jugo
o agua y miel
sabe a Tepache,
tambien se dice
revuelto con Baking Soda
algo asi le echan al Tejuino
o/y al Tepache?
dos veces al dia
en la manana con el Estomago
vacio y no Comer Nada
por 30 minutos
se dice que Cura Artritis
tengo que ir a guada
este mes de junio
para ver que onda con el Show
estoy trabajando en estos Trabajos
impresos en Canvas y luego
tratados con Pimtura
son pinturas y todas son diferentes
pues al meter mano ..

Bueno uno Nunca es el Mismo
ni el Dia o la Noches son los Mismos
como la Cancion dice
te Equivocaste de Puerta.....
ya era otro.............
asi todo cambia
y luego ...al Buzon!
Bueno es la Tecnica llevandome
por un viaje me gustaria tener una impresora asi
quisaz fuera mas Barato.............
son Extreme Close-Ups
de partes de mis Pinturas
Ampliados y Manipulados Digitalmente
pintados a mano
de Cabo a Rabo
aunque hay Veces
que Uso unas Brochas por Effectos
un Show en el D.F.?
SAL

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"PACO"

by salvador rosillo on Sat 30 May 2009 08:29 PM EDT

Paco,
oye.oye.oye,
como sigue
tu oyido?
sal

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Thursday, May 28

"PARTITION" AND 911

by salvador rosillo on Thu 28 May 2009 08:03 AM EDT

Partition

Unbiased at least he was when he arrived on his mission,
Having never set eyes on the land he was called to partition
Between two peoples fanatically at odds,
With their different diets and incompatible gods.
"Time," they had briefed him in London, "is short. It's too late
For mutual reconciliation or rational debate:
The only solution now lies in separation.
The Viceroy thinks, as you will see from his letter,
That the less you are seen in his company the better,
So we've arranged to provide you with other accommodation.
We can give you four judges, two Moslem and two Hindu,
To consult with, but the final decision must rest with you."

Shut up in a lonely mansion, with police night and day
Patrolling the gardens to keep the assassins away,
He got down to work, to the task of settling the fate
Of millions. The maps at his disposal were out of date
And the Census Returns almost certainly incorrect,
But there was no time to check them, no time to inspect
Contested areas. The weather was frightfully hot,
And a bout of dysentery kept him constantly on the trot,
But in seven weeks it was done, the frontiers decided,
A continent for better or worse divided.

The next day he sailed for England, where he could quickly forget
The case, as a good lawyer must. Return he would not,
Afraid, as he told his Club, that he might get shot.

	-- W. H. Auden.

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Wednesday, May 27

"BIO"

by salvador rosillo on Wed 27 May 2009 10:38 PM EDT

"BIO"

I BEGUN PAINTING
WITH MY FINGERS AND

HANDS
AT SUNDAY DAY SCHOOL
AFTER A LONG HIATUS
WHERE I HAD TO DEAL
WITH THE PROBLEMS OF

GROWING UP
AND FINDING MY TRUE

SELF
NOT THE SOCIALIZED

PERSONA
WHICH I EVENTUALLY WAS

ABLE
TO DISASSEMBLE AND

DISMEMBER
I WAS ABLE TO BEGIN

AGAIN
IN ERNEST AT THE AGE OF

28.
I STUDIED ANTHROPOLOGY

AND CINEMA
AT COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY

1969-1979
SERVED AS A SENATOR FOR

THE SCHOOL OF ARTS 1975

-76
AND WAS THE EDITOR OF

THE SCHOOL'S

NEWSPAPER"THE OWL"

1972-73
MY TECHNIQUE IS CALLED
"SUSPENSION OF

JUDGEMENT"
AFTER THE INSTRUCTIONS
FROM "DON JUAN"
AND "CARLOS CASTANEDA"
WHICH CALL FOR ACTION
WITHOUT DOUBTS
WITHOUT FEARS.
THEMSELVES WERE NOT

ARTISTS
BUT SHAMAN-WARRIORS
SEEKERS OF FREEDOM

FROM
THE PRACTICES AND

BELIEFS
OF ORDINARY MEN
I AM MOST OF ALL A

WARRIOR
LOOKING FOR

IMPECCABILITY
OF ACTION AND THOUGHT
TO QUOTE CASTANEDA
-FOR A WARRIOR,
THE SPIRIT IS AN

ABSTRACT
ONLY BECAUSE HE KNOWS

IT
WITHOUT WORDS
OR EVEN THOUGHTS.
IT'S AN ABSTRACT
BECAUSE HE CAN'T

CONCEIVE
WHAT THE SPIRIT IS.
YET,
WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST
CHANCE OR DESIRE
TO UNDERSTAND IT,
A WARRIOR HANDLES THE

SPIRIT.
HE RECOGNIZES IT.
BECKONS IT,
ENTICES IT,
BECOMES FAMILIAR WITH

IT,
EXPRESSES IT WITH HIS

ACTS-
SO,
THAT IS MY TECHNIQUE OF

PAINTING
AND LIVING,
I BECKON THE SPIRIT TO

COME
AND I PROVIDE MY HANDS ,
MY FINGERS AND WHOLE

BEING
AS A CONDUIT FOR IT,
TO SHOW UP ON THE

CANVAS
FREELY ,
UNIMPEDED,
RESTRICTED ONLY
BY MY HUMAN CONDITION
WITHOUT BELIEF SYSTEMS
WITHOUT AESTHETIC

CONCERNS
WITHOUT DOUBTS OR

FEARS,
WITHOUT REGRETS
IT COMES AND I GIVE IT

MY WHOLE
TO PAINT,
NOT BECAUSE IT IS

BETTER OR WORSE
THAN ANYTHING ELSE,
BUT, BECAUSE,
IN THIS LIFETIME,
PAINTING AND POETRY
ARE MY CHOSEN PATHS ,
OR CONDUITS
FOR THE SPIRIT TO

IMPECCABILY
EXPRESS ITSELF
THROUGH MY LIFE.
I AM A WARRIOR-ARTIST!

SALVADORE ROSILLO
05/23/2009

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TO REID STOWE

by salvador rosillo on Wed 27 May 2009 10:32 PM EDT

If We Must DieIf we must die, let it not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,
Marking their mock at our accursed lot.
If we must die, O let us nobly die,
So that our precious blood may not be shed
In vain; then even the monsters we defy
Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!
O kinsmen! We must meet the common foe!
Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,
And for their thousand blows deal one deathblow!
What though before us lies the open grave?
Like men we’ll face the murderous, cowardly pack,
Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!
Claude McKay, 1889-1948

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Saturday, May 23

DREAM OF 05/21/2009

by salvador rosillo on Sat 23 May 2009 01:50 PM EDT

DREAM
05/21/2009

SUDDENDLY
I WAS DREAMING,
OUT OF THE NOTHING
A PUSSY APPEARED
DISEMBODIED IN MIDAIR,
SO,

I STUCK MY INDEX FINGER INTO IT
AND BEGUN FINGER FUCKING IT,

THEN I WAS
RECLINING ON A HUGE COUCH

SITTING ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE COUCH
SOMEONE WAS WITH ME,
I DO NOT WHO?
THE COUCH WAS INSIDE

A HUGE FURNITURE, SUPERMARKET ,

COMBINATION STORE

VERY MUCH LIKE THE STORE WHERE

RECENTLY WARREN BUFFETT WAS INTERVIEWED

ABOUT THE STATE OF THE ECONOMY

EXCEPT,THAT IN THIS STORE
PEOPLE WERE MILLING ABOUT,

LIKE IN ANY STORE, THEY WERE

PASSING BY THE COUCH

WHERE I WAS RECLINING,

GLANCING AT ME,

GETTING A BLOW JOB

FROM A SUCCUBUS,

"WHICH I COULD NOT SEE,

BUT, I COULD FEEL",

SOME OF THEM GIVING ME

REPROACHING LOOKS

I DID NOT CARE,

WHAT THEY THOUGHT

OR DID,

IN YOGA THE DREAM STATE IS CONSIDERED

TO BE THE ASTRAL PLANE ,

THE NEAREST MATTER TO THE PHYSICAL PLANE

AND MADE UP OF A FINER MATTER,

ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE COUCH

WAS A SMOGSGARBORD OF MULTIPLE

LITTLE LEBANESE DINNER PLATES
FULL OF DIFFERENT FOODS

AND A SUCCUBUS WAS SUCKING MY DICK,

WHILE DREAMING ,

MY BODY WAS GOING TROUGH

THE FUCKING MOTIONS OF FUCKING,

LIKE THE VIDEO

OF THE DOG DREAMING THAT HE IS RUNNING,

WHILE REALLY ASLEEP ON THE FOOR,

HIS LEGS ARE GOING FULL GALOPE

WELL, JUST LIKE THAT!

MY BODY WAS JERKING AT THE GROIN

AS I WAS TRYING

TO WAKE UP
AND ALMOST MADE IT,
BUT ,

I DID NOT!

AND THEN .....

THE ORGASM CAME !

THEN I WOKE UP,

THE ORGASM WAS REAL,

" I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS,

BECAUSE IT SHOWS YOU,

THAT NOT EVEN "YOUR BODY",

IS REALLY YOURS

AND IT WILL DO AS IT PLEASES",

I THINK THE DREAM

WAS ALSO REAL

AS REAL AS WAKING

TIME IS REAL!!!

SAL ROSILLO

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Wednesday, May 20

MULTIPLE SCULPTURE TABLEAU

by salvador rosillo on Wed 20 May 2009 08:17 PM EDT

DEATH-TRANSFORMATION-RIBIRTH

OF ANCIENT WOODLANDS OF THE WORLD,

REPRESENTED BY ONE TREE.

HOMAGE TO

"DOGOWLEAGLEBEARWOLFRABBITSNAKEWHALESALMONTREE"

SACRIFICED IN THE NAME OF IGNORANCE

BRUTALITY AND GREED.

WHEN ANCIENT FORESTS ARE CUTDOWN,

THE PLANET LOSES ITS BREATHING CAPACITY

THE EARTH IS ERODED AND LEACHED

THE ATMOSPHERE IS DISRUPTED.

THE ANCIENT FORESTS CONTAIN

THOUSANDS OF YEARS NATURAL

AND HUMAN POLLUTION.

WHEN THESE FORESTS ARE CUT DOWN,

CHEMICALLY TREATED OR BURNED,

THESE CONDENSED POLLUTIONS

ARE RELEASED INTO THE ENVIROMENT.

EVERYTHING SUFFERS

AND DIES BEFORE ITS TIME,

THE AIRS,

THE WATERS,

THE LANDS,

THE COMPLETE FOOD CHAIN IS OVERBURDEN.

AND YET, IN SPITE OF IT ALL,

TRANSFORMATION WILL CONTINUE.

HUMANS, ANIMALS,INSECTS AND PLANTS,

MIGHT NOT SURVIVE THE CHANGES,

BUT, CHANGES WILL GO ON HAPPENING,

IRRESPECTIVE WHETHER WE LIVE OR DIE.

SOMETHING ELSE MIGHT ARISE,

OR,

NOTHING AT ALL MIGHT COME FORTH.

WHEN SOMETHING IS TRANSFORMED,

IT CEASES TO BE,

WHAT IT WAS BEFORE,

SUCH AS THE CARTERPILLAR

AND THE BUTTERFLY,

BUT, MEMORIES OF IT'S PREVIOUS EXSITENCE,

MAY RISE UP AND CLOUD THE VISION

OF THE NEW FORM THAT IT HAS ASSUMED.

OLD ENERGIES MIGHT WANT

TO REASSERT THEMSELVES ONCE AGAIN.

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