camon people. yeah yeah yeah. dance yeah. la la la. oh oh oh. santa claus. pai natal. coiso e tal.
so here i am. your favourite jorge. bag piper man. a crazy dude that you all miss so so so so so so so much! i miss you too. but less... ahahahahahahaha.
well. paris is cool. i dont know if i can make it. i have a very busy agenda. cheaaaaaaaaa!!!!! i will try. yeah! there is a communist festival in portugal in the beginning of september and i cant miss it. so. and i need to be with my parents. i mean. my father and his wife (my mother) and her husband (my father) and his wife (my mother) and her husband (my father) and his wife (my mother) and her husband (my father). it's a lot of people.
bla bla bla. i m not on drugs. i am sorry. is just happiness. i fell in love. i have finally a french itfriend!!!!!! it's a baton! red baton! a red hot baton! a red hot chilli baton! a red hot chilli pumpkin baton!!!!!!!!!! cheaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
when i woke up i was in burma. now i am in malaysia (forgot the name of the city, its not kuala lumpur)!! i m going to work here in another farM! i love farms! i love god!
i m doing a sleeping treatment!!!!!!!! i dont sleep for 3 days already (i m lying, i fell asleep two times). but anyway i feel like those guys that are tortured by the americans in guantanamo!!!!! cheeaaaaa.
i believe in god!!!!!! i see god!!!!!!!!!!
i didnt stop rocking in the sitar!!! people like it!!!! now i am a respected sitar player in thailand!!! tribal women like it! and i like tribal women but my thing are hijras and ladyboys!
god bless you all.
miss you.
see you in paris. berlin. or lisboa. que e's tao boa!
lisboa is indeed "THE CITY"! but if you want paris what can i do... by the way. my project for berlin 2008 is on the way!!!! cheaa. then all the masalites will be invited to the biggest artistic intelectual and post modernist/pre quantic project in the world!!!!!!! the revolution itself! the new economy. the state of pur inspiratioN!!!!!!!!!!!
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bla bla bla. god bless you all. i was saved by a monk.
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jorge de braganca goncalves, poeta anomico, boemio e tudo.