ABOUT GUELYLAND

"One of the smallest , independent kingdoms in the ciberuniverse. Nothing fancy. Population? Just me, myself and my jaguars, my movies and my books (and, at this very moment, YOU). Hided and secret like Skull Island or Opar, the ancients in Guelyland use to read the scrools of a minor god called Voor-Hes.
Most of the treasures of Guelyland are made of paper, plastic and vinyl.Guelyland dreams with expanding in deep more then in surface. The music of Nik Kershaw has been heard here. There are apes, lots of apes in Guelyland. Woody Allen and Bob Hope visit it quite often. Here we love books (the Kingdoms Library is both celebrated and secret) Here we are atheists but very tolerant and think of god a bit too often and much. Guelyland is, the stuff my dreams are made of..."

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Thursday, January 22, 2009

MY PARENTS


These are my parents the day they got married. I didn't exist at that time and they didn't last as a couple for too many years. But they didn't know that back then. When I think about what did i got from them i always come to the same conclusion: I own him the fact that i am a rational person and i own her the love for fantasy. Two different things that might look kind of jing jang and in fact they are. I like to fly with the imagination and at the same time i like to keep my feet on the earth. The mix of those two elements is,I guess, at the end the stuff i am made of. The ingredients that mixed are the essence of Guelyland. I may own them many things as we all own to our parents, but this is why i remember them most. And I am happy for their heritage.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is a very good classic photo, when no body knows about the future.
Good Guely, good....el cuyyyy.

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