Compendium half-seriously to the knowledge of the city of Johannesburg and the South African people.
9-10-11 July 2010
[...] My shadow comes with me as we leave it all
do we leave it all behind [...] *
Glass half full ...
E 'dawn.
The sky is blue above Jozi.
The skyscrapers and the skyline kissed by the first rays of sun.
The mild winter continues. Sweet, gentle, magical. One hundred and seventy kilometers and is already
Pilanesberg for a dip in the wilderness.
Africa is in its essence. From skyscrapers to the nature
more boundless.
From highways to four lanes, land brick red, yellow scrub the delight of predators and victims of the cross.
... or half empty?
Tears of Shiraz. The glass just Winey. A South African wine
strong and gentle.
The cup becomes warm as a hug.
The sweet scent of vanilla.
All in an instant.
The warmth of the people and his extraordinary humanity.
numbers in my life
The curtain falls tonight and someone will rise to heaven her first World Cup. A strange
tournament full of surprises, deletions, excellent, a leveling down, stars that have shone and a considerable amount of work between statistics, graphics and tactical analysis.
put aside the statistics gathered, I know I will.
In a number of recursion is no truth.
There is a phenomenon. There is a explanations.
are often hidden even small intolerance that can not be deleted.
not just numbers lined up one after another.
If so, would not be necessary to interpret them, would be enough simply to collect them.
But this is not enough anymore.
This is not good enough anymore.
[...] A world begins Where the road ends
Watch me leave it all behind [...] * *
Far Behind Eddie Vedder (Into the wild soundtrack)
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