I have no fear of making myself look like an ass hat. I freely follow my intuition.

Being the clown sometimes its a natural consequence of living a strong life.

From the risk/benefit ratio perspective, taking the risk of looking (or actually being) stupid tends to be the best choice.

or am I having a complete mental breakdown?….

The universe is mental, so anything is possible if truly desired.

Still this can be my brains melting…. or me entering the future. Is this real?

After years of Internet social interactive games and experiments I keep asking myself; when am I being the fly?, when the psyder spider? and… am I the net sometimes?

Con el titulo por default (casi) del wordpress reinauguro mi weblog… ¡mas sincero que nunca! jajaja