pollak's PhotoBlog

nipples

2009-11-24T20:20:51Z

my city has them.

piano dust

2009-11-23T19:28:03Z

nothing. just life decomposition. i treat death with silence. everything outside myself is empty. i remain. blow of hate. they want what they can't have. to dirty, to rip, to descent. i remain. nothing is real. a grand illusion. i watch them as they deserve to be watched, like watching cartoons, plastic taste/face. same old story/is getting boring/is getting tight around my vocal cords/can't watch your plastic face anymore.

tourist inside my own life

2009-11-22T19:35:33Z

summer. the woman waved and smiled. she was on a group of tourists. i guess she though i was a tourist too, because of the big camera. i smiled and i waved back through i didn't want to do that. i wanted to hurt them(i don't know exactly why) maybe because of the way they were looking at the buildings and at the surroundings, weighting everything, transforming everything in business opportunities. i felt i needed to protect that place. my place. a whatever perverted feeling made me approach the group. 10 minutes later they were eating from my hand. they allowed me to instruct them into unknown. that way i could keep everything under control. a fantasy day, a strange feeling of disruption, alter ego. i was watching myself perform. inside to outside. totality. alone. tourist

in search of the fantastic sheep

2009-11-21T20:46:18Z

lost sheep in autumnal light. but this one is not an ordinary one. this rare capture is the fantastic sheep herself. she was on her way to the end of the world. she lives there. at the beginning of truth. and if you don't believe that she is real well, i'm sorry, the fantastic sheep doesn't prove anything. she is and that is an incontestable truth.

break the wall

2009-11-18T21:17:06Z

today i have 15 days since i last smoked. today i ran. like 2 bus station. for me this is very much. but because i haven't smoke for 15 days i could do it. i ran. at first i though i will simply die but then suddenly i felt my shoulder moving, what an amazing feeling. wow. i was flying. i was feeling all the muscles in my body, the blood pomp. i had a body. alive. vital. strong. capable of amazing stuff. like my whole life was opening in front of me. i felt superbly. like a wild horse. free

childhood

2009-11-17T20:06:27Z

remember 1

fcuk

2009-11-16T21:01:06Z

brain death

once upon a time

2009-11-15T13:27:31Z

roots

2009-11-14T18:25:30Z

we are not the descendants of Rome!

darkened sea of infinity

2009-11-13T20:08:57Z

red cherry cocktail dreams