A fundamental difference between people who believe in a god and the atheists, is not calling the neighbor’s intercoms on Sunday morning to announce that there is no afterlife.
Exhausting season of work, after dinner I feel like a birdie & fall asleep dreaming of inventions like this,
to come to bed smoothly… would not it be great?
Temporada agotadora de trabajo, después de cenar me siento como un pajarillo y caigo dormido soñando con inventos como este que me llevan suavemente a la cama… ¿no sería genial?
Illustration from a conversation in Madrid, Spain, between two soldiers on guard, late January 2013.
I saw few days ago that the current punk boys are just neighborhood kids more concerned of their stiff ridge than anarchy.