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It is curious how much time you have to pretend to understand or something you are interested. Everyday conversations, news, economic forecasts, the books. Even the media full of 'junk mediatica', which in my opinion are not trash, but reflections of who we are and leaks valid and valuable in a world that, well, do not understand very well, like sitcoms, the lyrics of songs and film. If I had the courage to actually say 'this is that I have not understood anything, has been a crap' or 'But what a waste of time, if my I do not care', my life would be much more efficient and honest, but the reality is that when you make such statements is quickly dismissed as ignorant, commoner and worse.

(And no por this means that things that I understand and I am interested that are universal. The interesting thing is we all lose interest and confuse different things, and we have to keep quiet and get attention to each other even worth our mother, because if not, who would listen to us then?)

This is my relationship with art. Actually my art bores me 99% of the time. I do not understand, I do not care, do not feel any kind of spiritual experience to behold. My main approach to this has been through friends and teachers who have stopped to get interested in life, this was done, and then his work interests me just as I care about the courtship of my friends because I care they and not the subject to discuss, and porque through the object is known best friend. Despite this small-big step towards my intellectual enlightenment art, no doubt in saying, 'But who paid 21 million dollars for this nonsense?? "

No way, I'm pragmatic and. To me, bread and circuses and theoretical quantum physics, the rest goes in one ear and out the other. And sometimes, when I hear the mussels Chorera we tell each other to explain a project an intention, a work ... makes me want to laugh so much! In the grand scheme of things, seen through my small (and poorly educated, I admit) mind, of course, everything looks like a big, big, ball of lies.

Or in other words, horseshit. Stephen Colbert documenting

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HIMAX motor is the least, an excuse to show me on a giant screen which consists basically my nightmares, running away in the dark, buildings that are falling, running and running through empty streets and no one can help you.

is a good movie, and may elucidate Carey smarter than me about the secret meanings that the plot may have. I? I only say that in case of apocalypse zombie / monster / vampire, kids, do not come back for me. Save yourselves! I do not blame.