Miami 2011

I'm brought to the edge of a pool in south beach miami, at a hotel i've fallen in love with, and dubbed my new escape plan. The clouds have taken over the sun again. I keep finding lessons of excess in my vacation, it becomes clear that the rumi poem of knowing your limits should be created.

The picture of a woman fucking a donkey. Which looks remarkably like a transexual fucking a bisexual, who brought her home thinking she was she was a girl. In otherwords, some picture of absurdity, the limit you hope to never see. Foolishly.


Because, as soon as you start, its over.