Casa Robino

 Since survival is simply to die very slowly, there is a temptation , containing a very great deal of genuine feeling, to speed the whole thing up and to die as fast as possible. To live the negation of survival negatively.  On the other hand, one can try and survive as an anti survivor, focusing all one´s energy on the enrichment of daily life. Survival can be negated through incorporation into joyous constructive activity. Both solutions further the unitary yet  contradictory tendency of the dialectic of decomposition and transcendence.I hereby declare that I am constantly bouncing between both streams of consciousness. To be an anti-survivor, difficult, no? Every change of bed packs in my doom. Shovel shovel. Change of conversation, go deeper, go deeper, forget your lungs.  And the weather is great today. Yes yes. White clouds, blue sky. And the roads, yes, clean as a fiddle. And your nails? Yes a little dirty. The death? Yes, a shock. Where are you going next? Oh, another place, but no movement inside you? Oh, oh, oh, and there is dogshit everywhere in this town. Yes, very brown.Sometimes I lose my red nose. It´s all a joke. Ya ya ya.. It doesn´t matter where you go, just what is inside of you. And rabbits in your hat. Oh what rabbits!