you are what you bleep

- Now that you are bound, and before I gag you, I must tell you this room is soundproof, so no one can hear us. After I gag you, I'm gonna shove my dick up your pussy just to grease it up. What I really want is to shove it right up you ass, without any care if it hurts you. Yes, and without any foreplay to ease my way. I WANT it to hurt you, if you can't relax. Then, I'm also going to strangle you to death. Nothing personal, but your sphincter will give me a great orgasm if you die without air while I'm fucking your ass. I'm gagging you now. Say your last words.
- I bet you say the same thing to all the others!

Eat my shit and live forever.

- I am gonna spunk in your mouth and shit in your face!
- Well, at last I find a candidate that not only talks in a way I can understand, but promisses something that can be done! My vote is yours, Mary!

good old whatever

Some say only the stupid write for free. I hope they got good money to come up with that.

- You went without food for 21 days?
- Yep!
- What for?
- I guess I'm an idiot.

The stars that shine
And the stars that shrimp

He wanted to be a singer. He went to Rio. His diabetes got worse. He went back home. He died. He was 25. I believe his former girlfriend was the only woman he ever had sex with. I hope she knows that she was, quite probably, the only girl he ever loved. Whatever. Life is beautiful.

stripe 69

It is self-evident that, when people want you to believe in something without a second thought, they say that something is self-evident.

- People are rather intense with their voices at times, and I wonder if they ever wonder. Fuck it. It doesn't matter if you believe or not in gods, or countries, or ideas, or sex, or food. Without love, you are dead.
- I love you, too, and I want to suck your dick!

She is rather skinny, but I like her big mouth. Maybe she thinks I want to stick my dick right up her butt. Wrong. I want to tongue fuck her in the arse. Yes.

A drawing of two pistols doing the 69.

lick my fist

She was on the phone with some excuse to show up. OK, I said. We didn't kiss much. I mentioned licking her feet, but she said they were dirty from wearing sandals. I tried to dick her, but I had already ejaculated twice that day. And I'm not nineteen anymore, so my dick wasn't that hard. And she felt big. She knew it, and asked me about it. Yes, I said. She felt a bit too stretched. I guess her husband was really thick. Maybe her daughter stretched her when she was born. Anyway, it was nice getting some head, but it didn't work. And I guess she is not that crazy about sucking my cock and only did it to get me hard. We just slept. She was so beautiful, I couldn't even think of anything, like proposing to fist her pussy. I was kinda daydreaming about her beauty, and maybe she was thinking I found her too fat. I do, and I love it. And she had to mention this bleeding she had the day before, so I was too scared to really stick my tongue beyond her clit and deep into her pussy, the way I like it. Some two days later, I jerked off for an hour or so with this friend of mine. I like his dick. And three days later I came into my this friend's mouth. She loves it. I will tell her to lick my fist next time around.

pussylicking cocksucker

Cascades of hair are motionless to the music. It is music to look inside. I barely move. That's some fucking great piano playing.

My feet do not touch the sand. They don't feel much like they are touching the sidewalk, either. Men and women are really boys and girls at their deceiving hearts, in this beautiful afternoon. They make my eyes feel good good good. Ipanema has never looked this beautiful. I do not love anyone but myself right now, and I'm loved in return, so I'm the happiest man alive.

I can't help but adore my fellow passengers in this crappy old bus. I am sure they are all capable of horrific violence, given the right setting but, right now, they're just a bunch of tired people coming back from day jobs, just like me. We are all moving into what we believe is a much brighter future, but it does not show that easy when you look at our faces. Even in spite of ourselves, we simply know it.

contemporary fart

The real question about contemporary art is: Would we love each other's farts? And also: would she love to be with me for hours of deep kissing? Would she be sterile? And would gently sucking my dick bring her to a slow tantalizing orgasm of cosmic proportions? I certainly hope so. Hope is the only dope. The rest is just chemical details. But I would strongly advise taking the time to read the label before you drink it. An alcoholic beverage unexamined is not worth drinking.

Let me tell you about Rio Radio and the Favela Beat. Exploding in your face from the depths of the carioca slums maze, like some new paraphrenic seizure. Out here in the perimeter there's nothing but stars. Out here we is sweat immaculate.

Do you really want to spurt me? Do you really want to make me fly? Oh, it's a cream come true!

strangers in the light

I have come to tell you that everything is alright, though it hurts quite a bit at times. Explanations postponed to a time when we will use our illusions in a way that will take us to a higher state of consciousness, though I am afraid we will be fearless mostly because of our lack of awareness, who knows?
Maybe that is the way our courage goes. Maybe that is the way our minds will let it flow. No system is also a system, and you are welcome to your pipe dreams, if you pay the price, which was supposed to be explicit here somewhere, but you will have to check with the clerk over there.

An image of a white woman being fucked by a black man. Her business trip to Rio was a complete success.

Let us bask in our collective disjunctive agnostic ecumenic afterglow.

bananafish republic

It sounded like a sewing machine laughing in the distance. Machine gun. I looked at the enourmous rock, and remembered there is a favela on the other side of it, where it is easier to climb it. That is less than a mile from Copacabana beach. But it has been twenty years since I actually was an bystander to a true shooting. No one died that day at the bus I was in, or even outside it. You can call that a civil war, if you want. But you are a guest in Rio, and some people, like me, have actually READ descriptions of TRUE civil wars, so we call it crime, just like in New York City.

The best sound award goes to M*A*S*H. It shows people talking over each others' lines, just like in real life. MY real life, anyway.

You want fries with that.

Anorexia tranquila

She liked the taste of human blood. She used a razor blade to draw a symbol in the other guy's arm, and lick his blood. I was not stoned enough to let her do the same to me, but it was nice to watch.

It felt like she was tearing my skin off my neck and face and up to just an inch below my eyes. Hot wax. I did it to try and get rid of my beard. It hurt so bad that tears were rolling from my eyes, and I was shaking a little bit, afterwards. When I went home, I felt strangely aroused, and decided to masturbate. I guess pain reminds you of death, and being reminded of your own mortality triggers an erotic response, like sex is the opposite of death. And that's what makes S&M people so hot about it, I guess. Whatever it is, it's their lives, and they are free to enjoy themselves. Next time, I asked a dentist friend to do an anaesthesia job in my face beforehand.

Being bony is sexy, too. ANOREXIA TRANQUILA!

pillow talk

- AIDS does not exist!
- Don't give me that shit! I've read the stuff at the Alive and Well site and beyond, and it DON'T matter if they are right! Who CARES? The official thing is: most people BELIEVE in it, anyway, so if you get ANY DST, and get a positive test for HIV, while checking for other stuff, you are socially DEAD. So sex IS a matter of life and death, period. I don't care if you fuck strangers or friends, or the love of your life. You are risking death every single fucking time, even if you do it safely, for the only 100% safe sex act is masturbation. That's it. Enjoy your life.

I found this defective plastic bag at the supermarket. No opening. It had two bottoms, so it looked like a pillow without any stuffing. I named it PILLOW, and signed it and dated it. So it is art. You are free to see it as a protest against the social problems in the city of Rio de Janeiro. As for me, I believe it is mostly a joke about deep sleep in a gigantic city.

Dear aunt Mary

Dear aunt Mary,

Rio de Janeiro stays beautiful. My new job is a bit tiring. But it is better than others.
I keep doing my art every day. I recommend this to anyone, as long as it does not cause trouble with the police. In some countries, caution is advised. And lots of good humor.

Luck in love. At least I have friends. My charming prince has not arrived yet. Or my charming princess, who knows? Maybe I should see an eye doctor.

Adventure all the time. For more than twenty years now, the newspapers seem to be telling me the world is going to end, and it might start doing so right here in Rio. But I have not yet died in this war.
Peace.

zombie girls just wanna have fun

- Men smoking crack, then shooting up heroin, then dildoing themselves, is all great fun to read about, but what the public wants to know is how close is that to the real life experiences of the writer.
- I drink alcohol. As for the rest, it is pretty easy to find info about it on the web, so why run the risk of hitting an artery? I don't even like FLU shots, so get a life and change the subject! And get me some Whisky. And make that a bitter one. No ice, no lemon, just straight up.

A drawing of a man holding a gun to his head. The words underneath read: Altruistic Principle. Princípio Altruísta.

A plastic bag no bigger than my hand. Full of air, like a too small pillow. It is used to prevent stuff from getting broken over the mail. I write a phrase in it and sign it and date it. It reads: Dream a little dream of me.

ticket to hike

- You know there's plenty of men who are married and love and fuck their wives, but secretly suck cock. Well, I bet you there are gay men who secretly eat pussy. I don't care if they don't like to be called bisexual. In fact, I'm not calling them. I'm calling YOU to rethink your reality, for I really LIKE to eat pussy, and there is NO WAY that your dick is gonna make me stop doing that, even if we fly to Denmark and have a fantastic gay-rave-marriage-happening televised live on CNN. So you don't want to be my boyfriend, because you don't really love me, and won't take it. Fine. I am alright. You will find someone that fits your dream. So will I. Until then, we're not having dinner.
- Well, I'd love to fuck you and a woman at the same time.
- Me too, but I don't want you to be present every single fucking time I have an orgasm! I am sure you masturbate alone, and I'm OK with that, even if you don't. Suit yourself. But I am not going to restrict my orgasms to the time we have together, even if I love you more than anyone! So, good night! Talk to you some other year!

boink art

Stop terrorism: give them free food, free porn, a clean personal toilet and room, and a box with a suicide pill, and that's the end of all wars. Except, of course, for a couple of strange people who really enjoy war in itself, the gods be with them.

No witnesses in a crime in downtown Rio de Janeiro. Well, if everybody was free to carry a loaded firearm, You'd get witnesses. As it is, only suicides want to be a witness even to a marriage.

I tell you: what is really troblesome is someone pointing a loaded gun at you, or meeting a hungry carnivore. Death and pain. The rest is not my concern. Shut up and be happy.

Dadapop, waterpop, gob art, boink art. Whatever. Boink art sounds good. Don't vote for me!

funk this blog

Make a drawing with the hammer, and the sickle, the symbol for mathematically equal, and the nazi swastika, that reads like this: communism equals nazism.

Nazism means believing that killing jews, communists, gays and anyone who opposes you, will magically solve the problem of poverty.

Communism means believing that killing the rich and anyone who opposes you, will magically solve the problem of extreme competitiveness.

The world will be great when everyone believes that it is stupid to believe that the world will be great when everyone believes in the same thing.

Democracy is absolutely fabulous. I'm going to get some sleep, now.

running upstairs

correndo escada acima

correndo escada acima
volto a ser menino
não existe a morte
nem doenças nem a fome
não existe amor perdido
nem fracos nem fortes
não existe nem mesmo
necessidade de rima
quando volto a ser menino
correndo escada acima

smells like tranny spirit

Walk the silver sands. In the name of the mother and the holy frost and the holly tranny in me.

What's that thing you have with sexual deviants, he said.

No, you WATCH that thing and enjoy yourself, if you let yourself, she said.

O feiticeiro disse que mamar não é tolice. Não, não é pecado, pagar pra ser enrabado. E disse que havia uma trava encantada. Que engolia tudo e não cuspia nada.

Tenho vontade de matar pessoas que lêem por cima dos meus ombros.

Peace and love. Music and movies. Love, sex, whatever feels good.

Always try to do the left thing

Tired of working and tired of resting, we got drunk and soon I was tonguing her toes, as she was sucking the other one's pussy, and the other one was sucking the other guy's dick, and the other guy's friend was giving me such a good good head, oh man!

Sem folder, sua carreira no mundo das artes fica meio limitada.

If you are a pacifist, people will explore that to make you work for less than you deserve, and even get you jailed for the benefit of their pockets, if you are inclined to be at demonstrations. If you are a fighter, people will use you as a soldier in their stupid wars that are supposed to make the planet a better place, but it is really their pockets getting full of gold at your expenses all over again. So try to do the right thing, don't ask me what it is, try to stay out of trouble, and may the gods be with you, my friend.

Play as you go

He was born. He found out he liked men. He came to Rio to work in the movies. Hard to do. He had a stroke. Died of pneumonia at the hospital. He's in heaven now.

Não me diga como vou morrer ou viver.

- You know, I've browsed the web a little bit, and I think there might actually exist a Church of Porn, or at least a movie with that name. How's that for you?
- Death doesn't scare me. As for the Church of Porn, I hope it is all for healthy sexuality between any number of consenting adults, and YES, that includes fetishists, masturbators, bisexuals, and transgendered people, and atheists and agnostics, for me. Even barebackers, for, if people want to risk their health, it's not my business to tell them otherwise. Jesus loves us all just like we are.
- Love is a many-splendored thing, and so is sex, if you like it.
- Sorry, man, I'm monogamous this weekend.

to swerve and protect

Her name is Rio and she pounces on the sand. You'd swear she is a young girl but she is a man. And when she slides it, well, she shows you all she can. Yeah, Rio, Rio makes you truly love this land.

Geografia é desatino.

- You think you're pretty hot writing this stuff in a weblog, but you're really just a wanker!
- Yep! And we're millions of wankers, and we're taking over the world! Come out, too!

Tripping on hunger makes the heat seem OK. The sun in Rio is funny. If you don't wear shades, people look at you and wonder if you're staring at them, but you're just wincing at it all, and then you ARE wearing shades and people look and wonder where your eyes at. I guess shades are better, but I miss the true colors. How they scream and sing so red and bluegreen.

The free sample exhibition

This phrase here is part of the FREE SAMPLE EXHIBITION. The rest is science.

Bridget Riley is the best painter alive, period. I love South Park Bigger Longer Uncut!

He ate so much he was feeling kinda drunk on food. So he went to the shopping and ate another burguer and water. When he was very young, he locked himself up in the garage with the neighbours' daughter and showed her his dick, and was trying to understand looking up close at her pussy when the adults started banging at the door looking for them it is rather funny how children are innocent and then are NOT, because he KNEW they'd be in trouble if they were caught up like that, like half naked inside a garage in the early seventies in brazil, this was rather serious, you can laugh, he is laughing right now. He got married twice, not once in the church, and so the eighties and nineties went by, sort of he danced a lot and had sex with some male friends and maybe he will hook up with a guy for good. And now he met Mr. Small.

She's my man

- I can't marry you! Your dick is not enough! I will have to go out and tongue some pussy from time to time! I might even get a biological woman as a girlfriend! It HAS happened before! It could happen again! What if her tits are bigger than yours? And also: when I sleep, I snore, and fart, and drool! And It happens when i'm awake too!
- Well, you're such a lovely, hairy, scruffy, weirdo boy, I can't help it! I love you just the same! And also, you're like FORTY, or something, so quit this post-teen insecurity crap, NOW!
And they lived happily ever after.

Write this on a piece of paper: Vale a pena rir de novo.

And then I overheard someone listening to The Animals singing I'M GONNA CHANGE THE WORLD. Now, THAT'S what I call a fine piece of good old MENACING rock and roll music! So praise the gods, in the name of Jesus!

I want my commie!

I remember this drawing made by a friend. She called it FUNK C. It had an image of an oriental men handcuffed, or bound, and about to get beaten by somenone, and it read: this vietcong is gonna get a good beating. Or something like that. Icy pervy sadomasochistic humor that left some people fuming at the opening, she said. She was hidden in the crowd, enjoying their reactions.

Make a drawing and call it: eh preciso saber beber.

- Monogamy, for me, is summed up in this: I want mommie all for myself.
- Nice pop psychology, but a true sexual democracy involves people being able to choose, and monogamy is as good a choice as any other consenting possibility.

Gonna listen to Metal Machine Music till I float into a sexy comfy sleep full of nice dreams.

drink my piss and live forever

Gilson Peranzetta played with the UFRJazz ensemble and guests, yesterday night, and I was able to be there, thanks to a friend that tipped me. Thank the gods. That was one great piece of sublime samba jazz, good enough to make me loose track of time and words to express the feeling.

Looking at a recent drawing that reads: a vida eh bela.

- I am sorry, but I cannot tongue your ass without first knowing if you have anything against the existence of the State of Israel.
- Are you nuts? This here is a SAME-sex act! Israel is the only country in the Middle East where such a thing is not a crime! Of course I'm all FOR the existence of Israel. I'm also for the international legalisation of drugs, guns, prostitution, pornography, euthanasia, suicide, abortion, celibacy, sex-change operations, orgies, and marriages of three or more people of ANY sex.

Jesus Freakylicious

I'd like to understand your position on the existence of the State of Israel.
I can't denie its existence, so I'm OK about it.
I mean it!
OK: I believe all jews should go to Israel, all muslims to Mecca and all catholics to the Vatican.
That's a physical impossibility!
Ok, so let's declare Jerusalem, Mecca and Vatican City International Agnostic Cities.
WHAT!?
International Agnostic Cities ruled by the United Nations.
JESUS FUCK, ARE YOU TRYING TO START A WORLD WAR!?
Nah, I'm just kidding! But I do believe jews and palestines will live in peace pretty soon.
Oh, really? So what is your REAL plan for peace in the Middle East?
None. It's like world peace: it will happen pretty soon, but I guess it will take more than a couple of weeks before we get there.

god forgives absolutely everything

God forgives absolutely everything, but the judge is free to think otherwise. God is everywhere at once, but I prefer to meet her at some nice coffee bar something. And God loves Porn, so be sure you respect the Church of Porn.

A photo of a white woman getting fucked in the ass by a black man. I added: WELCOME TO RIO. You can rest assured that both are over 21 years old. It is funny I haven't heard anything about THIS sexual tourism in the big media headlines. And I was not able to find anything about women prostitutes that cater for the lesbian community anywhere online. I guess that is way too underground, even for Frisco.

I understand there is this vodka you can only buy legally if you are in Poland, because it is 190 proof, and therefore illegal everywhere else in the planet. So I figure I must polish my Polish. A photo of a woman showing her pussy. I wrote: Holy Mary, eat me out! Yes!

free pass forever

I was right behind him, with four fingers up his ass and my other hand easing the come out of his dick.

I understand that Rio de Janeiro City is about to explode and I am about to get shot dead by mistake in this crazy war of druglords, and it's been like 23 years since I have been living with this information I get from the newspapers every other day.

I have made a credential that reads: pussylicking cocksucker, and it has a fish and a sausage drawn in it because I like fish AND meat. It also says: Free pass forever.

He says he doesn't mind me having a girlfriend, because he loves me so much. You bet your life that I love him.

setembro neguinha

I was doing the reverse cowboy position, sitting on her face,with her tongue up my ass and my dick between her tits.

The Velvet Underground for children: you see, when you listen to "I Heard her Call my Name", you must keep in mind that the guys in the band were a little bit too electrified because they were quite probably drinking too much coffee.

I have drawn this cartoon in which a bearded man answers the phone and the voice says it is the Israeli Army, and that he has ten minutes to leave his house and avoid being killed in the Air Force bombing. He is smiling as he says it is OK, but that he will leave behind his mother-in-law and his younger daughter, if it is OK with them.

She says she loves me and doesn't mind me getting a boyfriend. And I love her.