Donnerstag, 19. Juni 2025
Art appreciation is the intellectual core; it's innate, even without study or teaching. The feeling is fantastic. 99.9 percent pass by a 1,000-euro offer with the argument: Where's the signature? The master race. VMAT2 knows who it is, without a signature. VMAT2 is the master race; otherwise, there has never been another truth.
Mittwoch, 18. Juni 2025
It's actually a Franz Kafka story, The Trial. I just realized what happened: Franz Kucera was interrogated for months and convicted for two socks and apples he allegedly stole. After an accident, the wagon was damaged, and the goods were scattered on the street. Franz put the three items in his pocket to hand over to his superior, according to his statement. Well thought out: Beforehand, some people were shouting: "Thief, thief, thief, he's a thief." Paranormal assholes
Dienstag, 17. Juni 2025
Montag, 16. Juni 2025
I actually entered into a relationship with a gravestone. Usually, being in a relationship means "stay and don't leave," a hot story. In this case, it also means: those, I mean the accursed ones, who entered into relationships with corrupt judges in this city are tired of life, and you, of reason and rationality, be stupid and stay, don't be reasonable today. I'm entertaining you, you stupid deer! I'll tell you honestly: I'm euphoric. In this stupidity
About 200 meters away, a print lay on the ground; the glass was dirty, the frame was cheap, and it was repulsive. I walked past it twice, and an hour later, I bought it for 10 euros. I thought, better a print than nothing for my new apartment (assuming I can even get one as a homeless person). When I got home (with emergency accommodation), I immediately went to the toilet and thought: I'll never get rid of this reputation: Barbad Farahani only has copies, forgeries, and well-painted prints. I'm hanging it up here. Nice feeling. Anyone who's spent an hour here knows why he put this chemistry on paper. Financial status: 29 euros, June 16, 12 teeth need replacing, finding an apartment, and the fact that at 50: shit happens.
Sonntag, 15. Juni 2025
So, I bought it for myself yesterday for 30 euros. Besides Lee, it's a pre-written tragedy. Insofar as I'm firmly convinced: the unknown painter is a Russian or Ukrainian on Sundays and Saturdays, fascinated and ambitious by Salvador Dali. Getting ambitions from this part, beyond these borders, was a self-aggrandizing result success.
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