Dispartment

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Flying takes me a little far away, then, quietly and without words, i find myself on the edges, darker than the hills. If it were possible, I would transform every day into a different form of animal or vegetable life. I would, from time to time, be all varieties of flowers or mountain shrubs at the mercy of winds; or I would be a melodious singing bird. I would wander through mountains and seas! Live in the intimate substance of existence, like a naive plant.

Building a tower

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Building a tower has been an incredible experience, challenging but I am proud of it. I hope in 20 years from now. I can still pass by and remember every little piece, every little hardware, every little joint that I had to review. In many humans achievements, architecture is the one that leaves the most it’s indelible imprint .

I learned more from creative people working on site than I do from other architects because they have a way of looking at things that is really practical. And this practically is missing in our profession, when we try to sell concepts to investors. I also realised as Corbusier said, that I prefer drawing to talking. Drawing is faster and leaves less room for lies.

The voice

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Language needs a head no more, The robots will be the spokespersons.

Last voice tests, a series of vibrations that shape reality and words immediately fade out.

With a unique timbre, with a single refusal, in jerks and a block to make the air vibrate, shattering the language. As if the robots were going to drool over what one day we would have to tell them. They empty our chaotic language like an old oyster.

Various cryptic hints come out of the mouths of dead animals, like blooming in gravel. Shed light on this bizarre colourful history.

In the courtyard of their observatory ,cross tirelessly, solitary animals, stray birds, primitive exoduses and android sentries.

Dimension of a territory

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There is a sense of the real, and no one will doubt that it has its right to exist,

Interrupting our modern labor to grasp the essence of what is beyond everything,

In the contemplation of a mineral more beautiful than all our work,

In the perfume of a tree more learned than our books,

In an involuntary agreement that allows you to interact with a bird.

What matters

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It was hot today

I was so hot and humid until I stopped thinking

I read books from the end to the beginning and still stay in tension

The world continues to move around its rusty axis

And to me it doesn’t matter

Life is short

Drink water

Or wine

Listen to the music

Or to the sky

Try to bloom the wilderness

Look up

Take a deep breath

Wear clothes that are bright and quiet

Go out to bike

Or to any space

Eat Watermelon slowly

Read a book

Today we are not brides

Make love

Enough !

It is enough

Don’t be more

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“To maintain, in the shadows, that noble pride of individuality which consists in not insisting at all with life. Being, in the whirling of the worlds of the universe, like the floral dust that an unknown wind raises in the evening breeze, and the torpor of dusk lets it rest in a random place, indistinct among greater things. Be this with a sure knowledge, neither cheerful nor sad, grateful to the sun for its brilliance and to the stars for their remoteness. Don’t be more, don’t have more, don’t want more “Fernando Pessoa