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  • I'm in love with a Wallpaper...

    Thursday, Oct 22, 2009 9:21AM / Standard Entry

             

              " It's nine years after the doomsday and we're still alive. I guess God must not been into numerology or kaballah blah blah's. Truth be told, I'm waiting for the day that the gravity of Earth would die, then, that would be the day that I could truly be sky diving for stars.

              Imagine gigantic whales floating in mid air, wrapped in lard that has wrapped them before, suffocating, gasping for breath. Water they scream. But the ocean is empty. Water has dispersed into trillions of tiny drops suspended in the huge expanse of space. Cars explode into hundreds of parts. Bolts loosen, windshields break apart, engines still vibrating. Planes have no use anymore. Now I join them in the air, as well as the flocks, the bees, the butterflies, billions of little lightning bugs, the bears of the poles.

              Darwin once said, all creatures, humans included, engage in constant struggle for existence, ruled by a natural order over which they have no control.

              Now we are no longer disparate little creatures bound on different journeys. Rather, we are all fellow passengers to the grave"

    The essay i wrote above has got nothing to do with why I'm in love with a wallpaper. "I'm in love with a Wallpaper" is the title of my latest artwork because I'm in love with a wallpaper. I have worked on this for a little over half a decade or so already and it just feels so good to atually see the finished piece.

    2004 first attepmt

    2005 - 2008 2nd attempt

     

    "I'm in love with a Wallpaper"(with two people on the foreground)

    October 22, 2009 3rd and finaI I hope


  • God gives two seconds and two seconds only

    Tuesday, Oct 20, 2009 9:17AM / Standard Entry

    One day, a giant star was born in a starless galaxy.

    He was the brightest star in the whole universe.

    He shone the brightest,

    For two seconds,

    But on the third second,

    He had a spontaneous combustion.

    He collapsed into a blackhole.

    Leaving the entire galaxy in the dark for all eternity...

    ...God gives two seconds and two seconds only.

     

    One day Robert met the girl of his dreams.

    They went out on a date together.

    And the girl said, " come home with me Robert"

    Then there they are.

    Both naked on the condo kitchen.

    He had an uppie,

    For two seconds.

    But on the third second,

    He had a spontaneous eruption.

    Staining the granite countertop with unborn babies.

    And leaving his date unsatisfied for all eternity.

    Coz...

    ...God gives two seconds and two seconds only.

     


  • God gives two days and two days only

    Monday, Oct 19, 2009 10:19AM / Standard Entry

    One day Jack met the girl of his dreams.

    And he immediately asked her to be his girlfriend.

    She said yes.

    And they lived happily ever after.

    No, wait. Maybe not ever after.

    And they lived happily for two days.

    Because on the third day, their ship hit an iceberg and it sank.

    Jack drowned to his icey, watery grave.

    Leaving Rose alone for the rest of her life.

    God gives two days and two days only.


  • catch me if you can

    Sunday, Oct 18, 2009 11:28AM / Standard Entry

    You know the feeling that you see a very mysterious pink mongoose  from across the street, and when a car passed by and it disappeared. Well, I do.

    Or when you look down the toilet bowl while taking a dump and you saw it's face there, it's wooly pink coat dipped in serene blue water,and when you flushed, it just became a violent ripple.

    It just becomes so strange sometimes. Even when I'm not thinking of it, it's likeness just pops out of nowhere. Like, when I was riding the elevator one day, when the door closed the pink rascal would appear there right in front of me, and when the door opens one storey later, it's gone. Nada. 

    I've had some really close encounters.

    Perhaps a hundred thousand times.

    But to no avail.

    Since then, I've dedicated myself to uncovering the identity of the mysterious pink mongoose.

    I've devoted my life to catch up on creature, but this mysterious piece of abomination still eludes me. It's always one step ahead, one flight of stairs ahead of me.

    I've talked to my shrink one time, and now I think I know it's identity. The thing's real self.

    The creature is me. It' has always been me. It was my reflection on the window of a car from across the street, my reflection down the toilet bowl, my reflection on the door of the elevator.

    I just downed 15 bottles of marijuana puree and now I think I'm a mysterious pink mongoose.


  • confessions 3

    Thursday, Oct 15, 2009 7:53AM / Standard Entry

    Today I met the woman of my dreams. The first thing that I notice was, damn, does she look hot on that outfit. She wore a skimpy red Zara dress, Christian Loboutin pumps, a Hermes scarf, and a swarovski encrusted butterfly necklace I identified as Marc Jacobs. I'm sure i saw this ensemble from somewhere, on someone before, i just can't pinpoint it. Anyway, she looks pretty sartorial to me.

    We had eye contact and I knew it was on. I've always had atomic level game and confident as I am I went over to her and told her i wanted to get to know her.

    And I immediately asked her to be my girlfriend.

    She muttered something unintelligible. I expected for a yes but, rather, she bitchslapped me midcenter on my left cheek, dislodging my poor brain for a few milliseconds. She ran away crying, never to return.

    I was stunned.

    Oh, by the way, it was only hours later that i realized that she is in fact already my girlfriend.

    I just can't believe I missed the little details! I'm so forgetful sometimes.


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