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                <title>When Revolution Calls...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2005 10:52:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im never here.<br />
Im not a good artist anyways and, you know, anime has stopped being part of my life now. Im sure something else will come up inside me and when that time comes, I know you guys will be here to support me.<br />
<br />
Yet, this time is all the way around.<br />
<br />
Call me a loud mother, but when revolution calls, im the first one to fight for it.<br />
I love to see how people in DA just standing in yellowness and how people is asking questions. I love to see revolution.<br />
<br />
So I guess ill be here. Watching, Supporting.<br />
<br />
~ Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Yellow Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 17:36:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im game ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>But here, Is not like that.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2005 07:07:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Another beautiful spanish song translated by Juas that just clicked on me:<br />
<br />
<br />
Aqui no es Asi. (Caifanes 1994?)<br />
<br />
Here is not like that.<br />
<br />
You come walking<br />
And you dont dont where you are going<br />
Conquering dreams<br />
Dreaming to become deity<br />
You keep walking<br />
Over old territories<br />
Invoking forces<br />
That you will never understand...<br />
And you come from far away<br />
Where the sun doenst come<br />
Where theres no heat<br />
Where the blood never sacrified itself <br />
For a love.<br />
But here, is not like that.<br />
You come walking<br />
Ignoring sacred circles<br />
Stepping on love temples<br />
Spiritual<br />
Long lives keep feeling<br />
The long dream of the Volcano<br />
For the eternal soul<br />
Every stone is an Altar<br />
And you come far away<br />
Where the sun doenst come<br />
Where theres no heat<br />
Where the blood never sacrified itself<br />
For a Love.<br />
But here, is not like that.<br />
<br />
<br />
_______________________<br />
<br />
<br />
Interesting.<br />
<br />
I stopped drawing a while ago... Im stuck. I cant draw the same stuff everysingle time.<br />
Lets call it "transition time"<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 10:40:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you tried to stop thinking......  and just.... feel?<br />
Just move around anywhere the  inspiration of your heart takes you?<br />
<br />
Or am I talking northen-dialect chinese  for you?<br />
The sharp mind is nothing more than a  double edged sword.<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Fly me to the Moon</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 05:27:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fly me to the moon<br />
Let me plat among the stars<br />
Let me see what spring is like,<br />
On jupiter and Mars<br />
<br />
In other words hold my hand<br />
In other wodrs baby kiss me<br />
<br />
Fill my heart with song<br />
Let me sing forever more<br />
You are all I long for<br />
All I worship and adore<br />
<br />
In other words, please be true<br />
In other words, I love you ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>sleep my love.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 08:05:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sleep now.<br />
<br />
<br />
Make time break in your eyes.<br />
<br />
<br />
Me, I shall be guarding this beauty,  fighting demons.<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>When was it?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 06:25:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When was the last time you saw a pretty  girl?<br />
<br />
The kind of lady that makes you smile  just to looking at her or the kind of  girl that you admire cause shes pretty  and perfect in a fucked up world, or  the kind of girl that you look in her  eyes and you lose yourself in a  boundless ocean, or the kind of girl  that is simply there, and her whole  existance in this planet is just as  blessed as yours. The kind of girl that  is searching and wondering.<br />
<br />
<br />
Its been...... months for me.... and if  I think detailed about it, I think its  been years (that if I ever found one)<br />
<br />
Clearly in not living in the right  place.<br />
Or, im not looking on the right  places.... or maybe im not looking for  her at all.<br />
<br />
Im tired of looking and searching like  some sort of detective.<br />
<br />
She will come, my mind says.<br />
When?, my heart asks.<br />
Soon, they both respond.<br />
<br />
...whatever.<br />
soon, ill be in the wave worlds.<br />
anyone wanna come with me?<br />
<br />
- Juas ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>woah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 06:09:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ didnt noticed but its being 15 days  since I submitted something.<br />
<br />
I better get my ass to create whatever ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Alice exiled to Wonderland</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 07:36:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is a 1995 Spanish Rock song... <br />
Its a classic nowadays, anyone that  knows about spanish rock, has by  default know this song.<br />
<br />
Ill try to translate it:<br />
<br />
<b>Alice Exiled to Wonderland</b><br />
<br />
Alice, enchantment of distraction,<br />
In the botom of the mirror.<br />
Alice dont acknowledge, neither feels<br />
with the moon as a heart<br />
<br />
Alice in her thoughts<br />
pulling the thread of her own mess.<br />
Alice in the labyrinth<br />
with monsters calling her: desire!!<br />
<br />
Alice is always so short<br />
thats shes always done.<br />
Alice says she loves you<br />
when shes has already left you.<br />
<br />
Alice exiled to wonderland<br />
for Alice, theres always a "yet"<br />
<br />
Alice traveling between moons<br />
talking with rodents.<br />
Alice weaving the clouds<br />
with fabric that never ends.<br />
<br />
Alice is always so short<br />
that shes always done.<br />
Alice says thats she loves you<br />
when she has already left you.<br />
<br />
Alice exiled to wonderland<br />
for Alice, thres always a "yet"<br />
<br />
Alice exiled to wonderland<br />
Alice exiled to wonderland...<br />
Alice, exiled to wonderland.<br />
<br />
________________________________________ _<br />
<br />
Alice has been exiled to wonderland.<br />
Me, Ive decided to stay here.<br />
<br />
<br />
-  Juas... ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Bullshit</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 21:47:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thats what life on a salary is....<br />
<br />
Thats what a life with fake friends  is....<br />
<br />
Thats what a life slaved indoors  is.....<br />
<br />
Thats what a life of hoping and fearing  is....<br />
<br />
Thats what everything in this fucking  place is.<br />
<br />
<br />
BULLSHIT ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Banff's Castle</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 07:08:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got a phone call yesterday. Seems  like the liked my resume in banffs  castle, yeah, the place ive always  wanted to go.<br />
<br />
You know, the first picture I saw from  canada was that one. BANFF... then  after that I saw niagara, but that  never called much my attention compared  with the castle in the middle of the  mountains, with a small little blue  lake in the middle.<br />
<br />
I saw the job oportunity a month later  than it was supposed to, and still I  got this phonecall telling the need  people like me overthere.<br />
<br />
Now, I can get the oportunity to go  work there for 3 months. Amazing?<br />
<br />
Indeed.<br />
<br />
it may be possible, that soon, ill be  talking to you... on Banff's Castle<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>The River</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 07:31:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It always happens like this when im  waking up<br />
Always waiting that im not around<br />
And I look at the mirror and im  there.....<br />
<br />
I found a man and started talking<br />
I end up selling him my beautiful piece  of moonland.<br />
<br />
And I see raining and snowing over  trees and seas,<br />
And I see the forests, desert,  mountains and jungles,<br />
And I see the plants grow like animals<br />
<br />
Sixty days ive navigated thru the old  river,<br />
All the hours of day without rest!<br />
I crossed forests, deserts, mountains  and jungles,<br />
Then the tired river said "stop now!"<br />
<br />
Y llovia, nevaba sobre arboles y mares,<br />
Y yo vi a las plantas crecer como  animales.<br />
<br />
Porque siempre me encuentro, cuando me  levanto?<br />
<br />
<br />
 - Juas.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
PS. noone took the 10K pageview,  neither did I... yeah, who gives a damn. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Nostalgia</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 09:09:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Waking up on a beautiful sunday morning  with the unknown sadness in your eyes.<br />
<br />
Theres no reason to be sad, yet theres  no reason to be smiling.<br />
<br />
Nostalgia, the sadness of the world,  surround us into feel and stare towards  a new battle.<br />
<br />
-Juas<br />
<br />
<br />
________________________________________ _<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>Get  my 10000 Pageview and you get a  sexy sexy sexy drawing!</b> ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Dancing with the wind</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 09:00:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dancing with the air<br />
Dancing with yourself<br />
Dancing with the fire<br />
Dancing with the soul<br />
Dancing with the POWER<br />
Dancing with your love.<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>I got a flu</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 16:15:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Godamnit.... WTF? its been like... 3  years since I got sick. Sudenly one day  after the other, I get sick by a shitty  flu.<br />
<br />
I hope it runs out fast. Im sure im not  the only person that likes to be sick.<br />
<br />
I have no time to be sick, damnit.  Bring me the tools! lets crack this  mofo<br />
<br />
-Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Learning Guitar</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2005 05:48:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do you know how to play guitar?<br />
<br />
Ive been on a intensive class.... I  cant feel my left fingers. Seems im  gonna be like this all week. <br />
<br />
the good thing about it is that Im not  lefthanded <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
I have all this old sketches that ive  been trying to color since the  beggingin of time.... and since im  unemployed, I have some time to color  them all.<br />
<br />
Im on 56K... it sucks to navigate thru  DA... it takes forever to load a page,  even worse to write a comment about  anything... im afraid I wont be able to  browse and comment around for this  season. too damn bad, since, in da, you  fanbase is marked by how much  (positive) comments you post, not by  art itself HAH!<br />
<br />
<br />
cheerios, people... keep fighting.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
PS. Am I the only one that has to  resubmit a damn drawing because DA  loves to act stupid and not showing my  latest drawing on my page? ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Freezing Rain Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 06:47:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And everything im trusting on is going  to hell.<br />
<br />
yet, I have to keep fighting.....  theres no choice, but to keep fighting.<br />
<br />
Something will come out. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Flores de color de la Mentira</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 11:25:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Flowers with the colors of Lie.<br />
<br />
- Ya no quiero sembrar y solo cosechar  flores de color de la mentira. -<br />
<br />
In the land that is behind my eyes, Its  always been like a battle, defending  whole towns with silenced ideas,  assesinated because of being different.<br />
<br />
I would like to sing, I would like to  grow with my own seeds. I no longer  want to plant and harvest flowers with  the color of lie. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Blah Blah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 11:03:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Useless.<br />
<br />
Thats what Philosophy is without  action.<br />
<br />
<br />
Why the surfer should speak about waves  that he has never ridden before?<br />
Why would the ignorant speak about EZLN  when it hasnt even set a foot near that  country?<br />
Why would I speak of the moon?<br />
<br />
<br />
Without movement, lets just shut up.  Because this is useless... speaking  take us somewhere, but at the same time  limit us in fear.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
- Juas.<br />
<br />
Ps. Im posting today. Something old+new ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>You dont have a name</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 08:07:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Imagine for a second that you or noone  around you has a name.<br />
<br />
How does that feel?<br />
<br />
A couple days ago, I saw some wolves  running over the frozzen sea, crossing  from an island to mainland. None of  those wolves had a name, yet they were  alive, maybe more alive than I was...  it was -10 out there,  they didnt had a  house or a place to call home.<br />
<br />
No. They were there. Nameless.  Invisible. Unique.<br />
Does being nameless make you part of  something bigger?<br />
<br />
<br />
Power<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Sometimes</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 07:20:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is necessary to stand up and fight.<br />
The question is: When to do it?<br />
<br />
Sometimes, is necessary to stop  fighting at let it go<br />
The question is:  Is that the right  desicion?<br />
<br />
<br />
In the last 2 weeks ive been in the  middle of those questions, and ive lost  and at the same time ive gained.<br />
<br />
truly, <br />
<br />
Life is a risk.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Escupe Culebra!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 07:11:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The only way the poison of the snake  will be cured is to make a big cut in  the snakebite then sucking/spitting the  poison.<br />
<br />
Then you feel cold and hurt... but hey,  you will live and be able to see more  flowers.<br />
<br />
________________________________________ ___________<br />
<br />
Working at home, on something that you  like, on a snowy day is one of the  jewels of living in canada.<br />
<br />
Smile, Power.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>The Arrogant World</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 07:17:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In the world where the Arrogant is  King, The one with Power will lead the  new order.<br />
<br />
Who commands the one that has power  within himself?<br />
<br />
<br />
For those that broke the line of  command and commander, the line of  abusive and abused, the line of good  and evil and understood everything as a  whole.<br />
<br />
<br />
cheers.<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>The Act of Dissapeareance</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 21:28:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Like a coyotl, the act of  dissapeareance is the act of regaining  the center of nature in your heart, and  start all over from there.<br />
<br />
Its separating light and darkness, one  on each side.<br />
<br />
Calm.<br />
<br />
Smooth.<br />
<br />
Invisible.<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>I need a job</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 06:34:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ in the next 2 weeks I need to have a  job.<br />
<br />
if I dont get one, ill lose my house,  ill starve and finally, ill simply end  up on the streets, panhandling.<br />
<br />
before that happens, ill scape to an  exotic country with my surfboard.<br />
<br />
leave all this bullshit behind.<br />
<br />
<br />
I made nice drawings this last week....  cant post them because I dont have  internet. booooo~<br />
<br />
<br />
Power<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Self-Philosophy 101</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 19:28:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For some odd reason, everytime I want  to write something on a journal, ends  up being a complete study about myself,  and how I act to somethings... is like  im countiniously discovering myself on  the different oportunities that life  gives me.<br />
<br />
It weird though. I wonder if everyone  else does it.<br />
<br />
before I get into the main soupy dish,  heres some news you guys may want to  know.<br />
<br />
- im unemployed<br />
<br />
- I moved out with a huge house, where  theres no highspeed internet.<br />
<br />
- im on 56K on my sis's computer.<br />
<br />
- I need to buy a 56K modem for my  computer<br />
<br />
- Top speed on this place its 30Kb/s  which is half the speed of 56K.....  feeling the love<br />
<br />
- I bough a "manga artist features"  book which showed me some of the good  art of framing, composition, color  theory and style on the good old  manga.... when I saw it, I came with  the complete knowledge that I should  definetly take longer doing my  drawings.<br />
I saw that this people sometimes take  close to 5-6 days doing a nice  drawing..... and im specting to do a  nice drawing in 5 hours??? <b>Nonsense</b><br />
<br />
- Since I dont have a computer with  highspeed internet, ive oddly find  enough time to actually sit down and  read a book, scribble something in my  sketchbook, or simply sit down and  stare at the sea. Its been awfully  nice.... its been so long since I felt  this peace. Highspeed internet is teh  evil for me, on my case.<br />
<br />
- Last time I was checking my old  drawings, sketches and all that, and I  found out that:<br />
<br />
90% of the drawings were girls, 9% were  guys, 1% was an animal.<br />
<br />
so I sat down for a second and though:  why do I draw so many girls? clearly im  like obsessed with their figure.<br />
although I cant really explain why do I  it, maybe I can say what I feel:<br />
I love a female anatomy.... theres so  much flow, so much beauty, so much  strenght and at the same time so much  fragility... with a glance, the columms  that keep a man's heart can be broken.  With 1 girl smile, everyone can  smile... and with a girls cry, everyone  will either cry with her, or though she  looks cute, haha. <br />
I admire it. Its the beauty of nature  walking.<br />
<br />
maybe thats why.<br />
<br />
or maybe im a freak.... the worthless  freak of the world.<br />
<br />
-When was the last time you wrote  something with your hands? for me....  its been almost 2 years now. I dont  mean little words or anything, I mean  wiritng something big... like a 2 pages  whatever.<br />
I tried to write something up on my  sketcbook and my hand hurt when I was  halfpaper.... I couldnt believe it. I  think im gonna start to write anything,  just to get the hand of it again.<br />
<br />
- Did you know that coke is hiring  hitmans in colombia to kill sindicate  leaders that opose to the horrible work  conditions they input?<br />
<br />
think about it when you are drinking a  coke.<br />
<br />
- I dont trust society. I see all that  bullshit, brainwashing, lies, lies,  stupid lies, lies that only stupid  people would believe and wars happening  because of all that... I feel like I  should just leave to live on a cave for  50 years. But... hmmm.... theres this  rockband I want to go visit, and theres  this posters that I see on the streets  that I really like, and I see all this  people coming together to do  interesting and fun stuff.... I see  people trying to change what corrupts  this society (even when the base of  society is corruption on its own) <br />
What this people do.... those that  support, those that are there... are  inpiring. Its inspires me to become a  better guy and get out of my hippiness.<br />
<br />
I guess is not too bad after all.<br />
<br />
Give me a reason why I should trust on  society again, and ill move the  universe.<br />
<br />
<br />
- my car its a gas hogging machine.  simply as that.... it will eat $40 of  gas in 2 days if possible. DAMN  V8's!!!!<br />
I dont really need a surfer-style  suburban right now. curse you banukii.  Gimme a summer, a swell and nice waves.<br />
<br />
- oh yeah, Happy valentine... Roses for  everyone. (Im alone on most of the  valentines of my life, so I dont really  care about this sort of thing)<br />
<br />
- 001001001<br />
<br />
<br />
ok thats it.<br />
<br />
hereby I appoint that I will take at  least twice or longer the time to make  a drawing.... that I will input twice  or more detail to anything on it  without messing up the flow, and that I  will change completely that whole  only-drawing-girls-thing... because,  even though they are beautiful... its  getting an old subject.<br />
<br />
<br />
Power to all the people that walk  towards a better tomorrow.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>the funniest thing that happened to you at work</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2005 16:53:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yeah.<br />
<br />
thats what this job application asked  me (to a video store, mind you)<br />
<br />
after I read that, 3 seconds happened,  and inmediately came with 7 stories  (some based on true events, some not)  that would fit perfectly into this  little space.<br />
<br />
too bad there was only room for 1...  damn I would love to fill another 7  more aplications like this, here I go:<br />
<br />
<br />
- A 2 meter, 300 pound+ guy came into  the store , but when exactly he was  coming in, he slipped, making him crash  directly into our stand, making  everysingle thing (ourselves included)  fly away and crash over some  cardboard...<br />
<br />
- Power went off! the store became a  dark dungeon!... almost inmediaely this  freaky customer started laughing like  some sort of evil dracula, making all  the girls (and some boys) run outside.   I think at the end he stole somethign.<br />
<br />
- A bat jumped into the store!!!! the  damn thing was smacking people up with  it wings! we took cover on a pile of  papers before realiazing that the damn  thing wasnt coming out!.... we had to  get out store back! so we armed  ourselves with  plastic bags, cardboard  and brooms to kick the bat's ass.... a  friend got attacked, but he finally  seize it and put it outside to hes  terrible free-world. (I used this one)<br />
<br />
- an old man came in asking if this was  the consulate of New Zealand, which I  replied "yes it is!, the consul himself  is waiting for you upstairs!"<br />
<br />
- I started singing a beatles song, and  when I sudenly figured out that  everyone else was siging the song with  me... it was funny because the asian  girl overthere didnt even know the  lyrics of strawberry hills.<br />
<br />
- It was halloween so I dressed like a  vatoloco. no customers came in that  day.<br />
probably my shirt of "ILL CUT YOU  ESSE!" wasnt too appealing<br />
<br />
- A troop of monkeys seized the store,  with ourselves inside..... they wanted  ransom. 20 bags of doritos and 4 liters  of coke.<br />
<br />
- A car crashed into our store....  everyone was ok, except the microwave  which flew (with my soup inside)  towards the manequin's head. I dont  think theres anything funnier than  that.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
her look. 8 stories.<br />
<br />
<br />
I wonder if I get the job, hehe<br />
________________________________________ _-<br />
<br />
more drawings coming... im working on a  manga, which is taking forever to place  it on paper. Ill be posting my old  stuff, since I lack time to create  newthings.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
POWER to you<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
<br />
Ps. Can I use you as a reference?  really... gimme your phone# and then  say you know me for 5 years, that im  your brother of peace. A great man,  sexy,  sweet and amazing lover (those  last 4 are only girl-applicable) for  guys, im a great ninja, warrior, kung  fu trainer and excellent stylish  burguer flipper. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>why do girls like vampires?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 16:47:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ really.<br />
<br />
<br />
im sure if I do a slim, pimpstyle,  death looking, dude with 2 teeh coming  out hes mouth, hes inmediately sexy by  most girls.<br />
<br />
I saw this drawing of this girl... she  made this, dead guy with some sort of  staff and weird 17th centry clothings  and she put as comment "isnt he cute?"<br />
<br />
I was gonna say "HE LOOKS FUCKING  DEAD!"<br />
<br />
<br />
Does a dead-looking guy that has to  survive by sucking blood of other  people appeals to you? do you think  sucking blood out of people is sexy? do  you think only because brad pitt and  whats-hes-name did a movie, all sort of  vampires are sexy?<br />
<br />
I really dont undestand that.<br />
<br />
but lets see the othe side of this  coin:<br />
<br />
why do boys like animegirls?<br />
<br />
they arent real, they are anatomically  enhanced to the point of being  ridiculous, most of them have little  cloths if none and over all, they have  big eyes.<br />
<br />
from the point of view of a decent  normal person, this shit is madness.<br />
<br />
so.<br />
<br />
maybe.<br />
<br />
we are all fucking mad.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Crush + Crash + Love = Ruthless Mofo</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 09:55:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yeah.<br />
thats is my equation of the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
what happened to the days when you  would just look to a girl and instantly  fall in love with her? back in those  days, once such a phenomenon happened,  nothing else would matter. I mean  NOTHING.<br />
<br />
You wouldnt care what color she wouldnt  like or what she likes to eat or what  kind of music she listens to... you  wouldnt care at all! I mean... you love  her! it really doenst matter! you can  change or she can change whatever in  order to be together... you sudenly  become a sponge and start sucking all  this info about her and then you  sudenly without thinking started  changing yourself in order to be with  her.... is like some sort of  "development" or "evolution"  such a  great thing.<br />
<br />
Really, your ego would simply dissapear  if you fell in love like that. nothing  would matter, and nothing would be as  important as be with her, taking care  of her and be able to change yourself  to be with her.... without thinking,  you changes your world to become part  of hers.<br />
<br />
such a beauty.<br />
<br />
what happened to those days? sudenly  everything seems very simple to me...  no salt. Liking someone you see on the  street or at work is completely  different what you though back when you  were 14. <br />
Now, you think into other things, what  shes into? what she likes? what she  doenst likes? is she blabla? or she is  blehbleh?  you start seeing how ego and  "smartness" and fear takes over of what  before was just pure heart in  movement..<br />
Then comes the whole "chemistry"  thing... which is pretty a weird thing  too, back then, such a thing wouldnt  exist. You would be able to create the  necessary chemistry to be with anyone  you liked! now, you start wondering if  theres enough "chemistry to be  together" ....<br />
<br />
<b>Without thinking, we sudenly stopped  using our feelings and started using  our brains on a matter that only  belongs to the heart.</b><br />
<br />
because we are afraid to get hurt?<br />
because is just too hard to open the  heart?<br />
beacuse I dont remember how do it  anymore<br />
because we have grown, so old people  say.<br />
<br />
If by grown you mean start thinking  into useless stuff, then hell I want to  be a kid all my life.<br />
<br />
_____________________________<br />
<br />
<br />
I decided to come back, since this  place is really cool. I mean, putting  pics, and talking on journals and all  that.... and then theres enough people  around to actually someone read this.<br />
Not a lot of places have that.<br />
<br />
Also, people hate my anime art in other  places... some even think im a perv  because I only draw girls. (ahem! <- not  a perv)<br />
<br />
Ill post all my up... little by  little... <br />
<br />
Thanks for the guys that lost hope and  gain hope and lost hope and gain hope  and lost hope once again into seeing me  back here.... life is like a wave man,  sometimes there will be wild surfing  strings! but sometimes there will be  only silly plain salty water.<br />
<br />
This is a wave.... lets see how long it  lasts<br />
<br />
POWER<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>ive been sneezing in the morning</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 16:37:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ does that means you people have been  taking about me?<br />
<br />
or that im gonna get sick soon?<br />
<br />
either way im back. or so it seems. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>heres what im gonna do</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 09:13:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im a make a new DA account, since this  one feels old and distorted and  destroyed.<br />
<br />
I though I could remake something out  of here, but meh.... I dont think its  possible, since I want to change style  and people is asking me to continue  drawing what I used to do.<br />
<br />
feels like im constantly pulled back to  the old spot, where I dont want to be.<br />
<br />
so, ill be drawing something new... im  getting pumped into making characters  for a small and short story.<br />
<br />
and since for the first time in  like......12 months, Im gonna have free  time to do my own stuff, I may be able  to make something up.<br />
<br />
so heres the deal: Im gonna make a new  account, but im not gonna tell you  which one it is. If you can find me,  (either by my crazy journal posts or  style on my drawings) you get cookie  points!<br />
<br />
see you all, on the other side, my  people.<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>High Flight</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2004 17:57:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ On my way to florida, I passed thru the  town of Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. The  town where the Wright Brothers flew the  first plane.<br />
<br />
There was this monument there... heres  what it said:<br />
<br />
<br />
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of  earth<br />
And danced the skies on  laughter-silvered wings;<br />
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the  tumbling mirth<br />
Of sun-split clouds - and done a  hundred things<br />
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and  soared and swung<br />
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring  there,<br />
I've chased the shouting wind along,  and flung<br />
My eager craft through footless halls  of air.<br />
Up, up the long, delirious, burning  blue<br />
I've topped the wind-swept heights with  easy grace<br />
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -<br />
And, while with silent lifting mind  I've trod<br />
The high untrespassed sanctity of  space,<br />
Put out my hand and touched the face of  God.<br />
<br />
John Gillespie Magee, Jr.<br />
<br />
________<br />
In August or September 1941, Pilot  Officer Magee composed High Flight and  sent a copy to his parents. Several  months later, on December 11, 1941 his  Spitfire collided with another plane  over England and Magee, only 19 years  of age, crashed to his death.<br />
<br />
____________<br />
<br />
<br />
Simply Beautiful.... Simply Beautiful.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Like a fish on the water.<br />
Like a bird on the air.<br />
Like riding a wave.<br />
Like smiling to the shining sun, <br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>The Banuki Diaries (part 1)</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2004 12:19:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>The Plan</b>: Preparation, creation, and  realization of a 2000 mile trip to  Miami Florida in a course of 3 weeks.<br />
<br />
<b>The Mission</b>: To pass thru and know once  again, the most misteriously east coast  of USA.<br />
Bangor, Boston, NY area, Washington,  Delaware, Fayetteville, Jacksonville,  Orlando, Miami.<br />
<br />
<b>The Protagonists</b>: Ernesto Eldan Cruz,  My brother, with an IQ of 150+,  Involuntary hippie, mechanist, cook,  painter, electricist, clown,  revolucionary, hippie, surfer, cross  country driver, mountain jumper,  old-school rafter, carefree as a wild  bird and a cronic numeric mind.<br />
<br />
and me, Alfonso Juanito Martinico de la  Vega Cruciana (El Juas), Proud member  of the Canadian Power and Sail squadron  (even though I dont have a boat),  expert computer technitian, amateur  mechanic helper, cook, surfer,  Rollerblader (aggro), Digitalistic  Technology, Mountain Jumper, clown,  monkey, ocassional attacks of  crazyness, paranoid, Drawing, expert  drummer and a cronic I dont mind/I dont  care point of view of mostly  everything.<br />
<br />
<b>Mobilization</b>: "The Banuki" a 1986 Black  Suburban, with a flowered roof, a  hawaiian princess doll dancer, the  cucaracha horn and excellent sense of  comodity. It needs oil change and new  wheels. It doenst have plate number  neither insurance. The heater only  works one way, and the control lights  arent turning on anymore.<br />
<br />
<b>The Method</b>: The planned improvisation.  Which means, the trip is 30% planned  and 70% improvisated on the way. Ahead  await for us new adventures, new  battles and new sights to be seen. It  is the task of the warrior to dance  with flames of its own destiny. We are  on the wave.... now its time to surf  it, or wipeout<br />
<br />
___________________________<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>who are you?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2004 11:19:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ who are you?<br />
what do you do?<br />
for what?<br />
why?<br />
do you love someone?<br />
do you know how to mantain a love?<br />
is it alright to be alone?<br />
are you lonely?<br />
do you dream when you sleep?<br />
what do you dream about?<br />
did you like it?<br />
are you ok?<br />
am I ok?<br />
what is that thing over there?<br />
have you smiled over a rainbow?<br />
do you like the blue color?<br />
have you listen to a nice story that  inspired you?<br />
are you inspired?<br />
<br />
<br />
am I inspiring you?<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>I bought an iPod! (anti-rant)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 12:04:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ anti-rant: Negative rant... which is  not a rant.. its a happy story.  anti-rant= happy.<br />
<br />
<br />
so yeah... I was at work, and sudenly I  saw one... o_O<br />
<br />
holy shit.. its the first time I saw  one... so I borrowed it for some  seconds, and fell in love with the  piece of shit. It was amazing<br />
<br />
I smile to the technologic world for  making such a nice piece of... thing!<br />
<br />
since the moment I saw it, I started  thinking of what would the ancient  people from 2000 years ago would think  if they sudenly see an ipod on their  hands.<br />
<br />
seems like a piece of shiny and white  rock. it doenst have soft parts at all  an yet, theres a screen that moves so  damn smoothly. In nighttime it shines  on blue and the buttons are red...  and... you can fit 2000 songs on that  shit! HOLY GARZUNDIA!<br />
<br />
any sort of person just 10 years ago  can go crazy with that! lets not say  about people 2000 years ago.<br />
They would throw themselves to the  floor, specting for me to bring the  world back to peace and bring balance  to the universe with the powerful ipod.  <br />
Hell I can even say that I am the iSun  itself, and that I need blood  sacrifices to make the sun come up  again! (poor mayans)<br />
Women would be jumping on me 100% of  the time...my iPod sexiness would be  all over the world.<br />
<br />
so yeah, because of that, I had to buy  one... not because I can travel to the  past... but because its really nice.<br />
<br />
I went to Ebay and got a 30gb one for  $230 bucks.<br />
<br />
now... im a poor bastard. I work my ass  off everysingle week thru years now,  sometimes I cant even make for rent.<br />
so... why in gods name I buy an iPod???  230 BUCKS MAN! come one!!! arent you  thinking???<br />
if I think about what I couldve done  with that money... I think I couldve  buy a cheap surfboard with that.<br />
or I coulve bought some wheels to my  car.... or even better I couldve have  so much fun in my country.<br />
I couldve had a couple (if not a lot)  nights of pleasure and passion! love  love love!<br />
I couldve done so many things with that  money, instead I spent it on an ipod...  something that fits on my pocket.<br />
I can carry 7500 songs on that little  piece of stone... and I dont even know  if theres so many songs in the world.<br />
I think I have like... 300 songs at  much. Im gonna have to ask everyone I  know about music. and still I dont  think ill be able to fill this thing  up.<br />
ill be carrying anime episodes there,  more likely FLCL.<br />
<br />
I dont have the ipod yet... it can take  around 10-15 days to bring it to this  artic savana we call canada. <br />
But even though I dont have it yet, I  think its really worth it... for the  future of all the people that like to  listen to music with style.<br />
<br />
I had to buy one because im sick of  turning on my computer just for the  sake of listening to music. my  computer, sounds like an industrial air  conditioned... <br />
<br />
BUUUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ<br />
WHUNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE<br />
PEEEP PEEEP PEEEEP PEEEP EEEEEEE<br />
<br />
things like that +50 sounds at the same  time all together making an digital  jungle in my closet.<br />
<br />
Then after that... I kinda start acting  like a fly around a shiny light. I get  atracted to do something on the  computer either surf around or  whatever... and thats bad. because im  trying to create a nice drawing style  here.<br />
and most of the things ive been doing  is browsing around, and pretty much I  havent draw anything.<br />
<br />
I dont have a desk either... can you  imagine how the hell do I paint on the  floor? neither can I.<br />
I think my legs will start to go crazy  after a while of being on my knees all  the time.<br />
<br />
bastards!<br />
<br />
but no more!<br />
<br />
I have an Ipod now... I can be  practically ANYWHERE and make drawings  comfortably without having to turn on  my computer, or being in front of it  sittingon the damn floor<br />
<br />
NO SIR! NO MORE!<br />
<br />
<br />
I think you all should have an ipod. A  30gb one. from ebay.<br />
<br />
I you have 300 bucks and you really  dont know what do do with them, or in  my case, if you have 300 bucks and you  really need them but sudenly get hooked  by watching an ipod.. you should  definetly get it.<br />
<br />
trust your heart... it rules! dont  leave desicions like this to your  mind... cause your mind is a pussy. its  always thinking about if thats a right  desicion or not.<br />
<br />
doenst matter! decisions are there to  be made not to be afraid of!<br />
<br />
<br />
POWER rule over us.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>So... whats next?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2004 07:51:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Good Question. I dont know.<br />
<br />
I try making normal drawings that I  normally used to do, but they are as  empty as my life right now.<br />
<br />
I no longer love those drawings that I  used to make, and yet, they are so easy  to do!<br />
<br />
Yesterday, I tried drawing with a  different style, exploring some other  camps into drawings and things. Trying  to figure out a way to make my work a  little bit alive and full with some  sort of feeling.<br />
<br />
But I failed on it. Cant do it.<br />
After like 15 pages of trying new  stuff, I just decided to make a normal  average anime drawing, which I did  really cool in something around 2-3  minutes.<br />
<br />
So heres what I figured out yesterday:  I cant trash my style. But I need to  create something really cool with this  style... like a story or a serie of  drawings.<br />
<br />
Something!<br />
<br />
Something interesting for me...and for  the people around.<br />
<br />
Ill keep looking around. At the moment,  I refuse to make senseless and empty  drawings... it doenst make sense to  continue stuff like that.<br />
<br />
I think ill start making stories.  maybe. maybe.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>How to make a all-women-love-you lucky amulet</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 10:01:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And you!.... Eternity!<br />
Keep combing my hair or Ill destroy  you.<br />
<br />
Even with the heart sunk in darkness,  happiness will find its road.<br />
<br />
"Its before dawn when night gets  darker"<br />
______________________________________<br />
<br />
<br />
Ok here!<br />
<br />
Im going to teach you one of the  deepest secrets, of secret ancestral  magic there is!<br />
<br />
<b>How to make a all-women-love-you lucky  amulet</b><br />
<br />
It actually depends of what is in you  heart.. im sure that if you arent  interested in having lots of women,  this amulet will work for something  else... like money or anything you  want.<br />
<br />
Its normally called like that because  people in latinamerica are more  interested in having lots of women than  money itself.  o_O Why that doenst  surprise me?<br />
<br />
anyways.. here I go:<br />
<br />
On night of full moon, you need to find  a Tamagaz!. A Tamagaz is a poisonous  snake in latinamerica.. the bane of the  coffee growers.<br />
The Tamagaz has this power that when is  lit with the full moon, its all body  becomes glowing green.<br />
<br />
so, on a full moon night, you need to  find the glowing green tamagaz (thats  really hard to do, cause normally  tamagaz are on the trees, outside the  light of the moon).. when you find it,  you have to say:<br />
<br />
And it is now, when you repay all your  debts! you<br />
GLOWING SNAKE!.... arise and...<br />
<br />
FIGHT!"<br />
<br />
At the moment when you say Fight! the  snake will stand like a cobra, and it  will attack you... when you mention  those words, the snake and you are  locked on the fight until one of you  die...<br />
<br />
you have be to swift and cool, because  if it bites you, your long dead.<br />
<br />
I heard this snake is really tough, it  has a lot of energy, and if you try to  run away, more likely will follow you  to anywhere you go until you die by its  fangs.. the snake knows well that  sometime at somepoint you are going to  have to rest... and that will be the  moment!<br />
<br />
You must fight the snake with a  machete, or it wont work. But at the  same time, you must not kill it! if you  do, you are in trouble... a curse will  fall on you.<br />
It normally depends what kind of curse  there is, although I met a man that got  cursed... hes balls wouldnt stop  growing and they would hurt a lot. He  had to remove hes balls, because he was  in danger to die.<br />
<br />
so, you fight the snake... sometimes it  will jump on you, you have to move it  with the machete without hurting it....  its really hard. After hours of  fighting, the snake will start getting  tired... and this is the moment of  truth. The snake will figure that it  wont win tonite, so it will try to  scape back to its hole!<br />
<br />
you must follow the snake, wherever hes  hole is... sometimes is really far  away, but you must NOT lose sight of  the snake. You have to see the when the  snake jumps into the hole. And right at  that moment, you put a rock on the  hole..... and finally you can rest. You  have won Round 1. Now you know where  the snake is... its been secured on its  hole, and it cant get out of there.<br />
<br />
Next night, be careful, because when  you take the rock out, the snake will  jump on you like a missile! And again,  you must fight it.<br />
<br />
You must fight the snake as man times  as you need, and secure it on the hole  everytime it tries to scape... until,  at some lucky night... its gonna happen<br />
<br />
The snake will spit on you a LEAF!...  The Magical Leaf! This leaf can be any  size fro many tree... sometimes its  about the size of a grass blade... but  you will notice it because this leaf  glows like the snake on full moon!<br />
<br />
When the snake spits the leaf, its  energy will go away, doenst glow  anymore...and looks like a common  snake... at that time you HAVE to say <br />
"And now... your debt has been paid!  And now! with this machete I spare you!  oh great snake!"<br />
<br />
And you cut the snakes head!...<br />
<br />
you take the snake head, and you put it  on the snake hole.<br />
you take the body of the snake and put  it on the field where you first found  it.<br />
<br />
and the magical leaf.... you put it on  a little bag with some stones. You make  it a necklace and put it around your  neck.<br />
<br />
Then you say "And with this amulet! I  wear the sexual powers! (or, you  specify anything else) of all the  people that died by the fangs of The  Tamagaz!"<br />
<br />
Thats it. You have your amulet. The  greatest of all.<br />
<br />
I met a person that had an amulet like  that.... my fathers grandfather. He  asked for all the changing powers of  all the animals on nature.<br />
<br />
He could transform on Coyote or Pizote  anytime he wanted... he actually went  famous by becoming an eagle on public.<br />
<br />
so yeah... its real stuff.<br />
<br />
If you ever go to latinamerica, and if  you are tough enough to... ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Hide and Seek</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2004 09:35:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
You hide... I seek<br />
<br />
I hide...... noone is seeking for me?<br />
<br />
<br />
Maybe at the end.... I was just being  manipulated by my own fantasy.<br />
Cold, Broken and Spoiled... thats how  Life continues.<br />
<br />
<b>Juas of Strenght!</b><br />
<br />
PS. sorry to keep you waiting...  drawings will come soon ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Rewrite it!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2004 15:34:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I want to spit out this jarred thoughts<br />
Because there's no other proof of my  existence<br />
The future that I should've grabbed is<br />
Conflicting between my Dignity and  Freedom<br />
I want to erase this distorted  afterimage<br />
Because I see my own limits on it<br />
In the window of the excessively  self-conscious me<br />
There is a calendar with no dates on  it.<br />
<br />
Erase and rewrite<br />
The pointless ultra-fantasy<br />
Revive<br />
The unforgettable sense of being.<br />
Rewrite<br />
The meaningless imagination<br />
The driving force that moves you<br />
Give it your whole body and soul<br />
____________________________________<br />
<br />
Rewrite it - Asian Kung Fu Generation.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
Ps. Yeah.. this is a song. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Eternal Chilling of a Spotless Machine World</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2004 13:05:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Eternal Chilling on a Spotless Machine  World.<br />
<br />
Some people believe that I pass most of  my time chilling like some sort of lazy  surfboarder or like some sort of  pothead that I am thinking weird  theories about life without any  concrete action or movement.<br />
That I use most of my time on just  laying on the floor, numb.<br />
That im being wasted by life.<br />
<br />
Heres my weekly schedule:<br />
<br />
Monday  Work for 8 hours, come back  home to eat then sleep.<br />
Tuesday  Work for 8 hours, come back  home to eat then sleep.<br />
Wednesday  Work for 8 hours, eat,  chill, sleep.<br />
Thursday  Work for 8 hours (and if I  dont work on Wednesday because of the  sick reason that im really tired I  work 14 hours this day)then sleep.<br />
Friday  Work for 11 hours straight.  Period.<br />
Saturday  Work from 6AM to 1PM the  hardest 7 hours of my life. After that,  I have the energy enough to cry about  how fucked up is my life and then go to  sleep on beautiful afternoons.. wake up  at 6PM like a zombie, with a pressure  to do something useful (most of the  times, doesnt happen)<br />
Sunday  I finally have some time for  chilling, drawing, or just sleep.  Sometimes if I get the energy and the  initiative, I go out and think about  real stuff in life before starting the  new week.<br />
<br />
Now, do this for 18 months. (year and  a half)<br />
<br />
People have to realize that im pretty  much a slave. And that after some time,  you really start losing focus of where  the hell you are going or what the hell  are you doing.<br />
Its necessary for me to sit down  sometimes and think about what should I  do in order to get rid of this stupid  chains.<br />
I want to draw, I want to make stories  I want to paint, I want to play guitar,  I want to celebrate, I want to surf, I  want to love someone, I want to be  loved.<br />
But everything just becomes really hard  when you have a life like that, where  thinking or realizing will just  take you to the next step of depression  and anxiety.<br />
What else can I do in this machine  world but chill every time I can?<br />
Chilling is the only moment where I  retake my focus, understand my dream,  and keep working towards something that  doenst require me to be somewhere in  certain hour. Yes its meditating, its  concentrating an action to make some  purpose.<br />
<br />
To work is not doing something useful  its to gather resources mindlessly. To  chill is to create a dream without  resources.<br />
You work too much, you become a  mindless zombie.<br />
You chill too much, you become a  intelligent bum.<br />
<br />
Because of that, I need to get rid of  one of those jobs and retake my life as  a human or just die trying, because im  tired of the same bullshit.<br />
What theres to life but to work  mindlessly?<br />
What theres to life but to continuously  pay bills?<br />
Whats theres to life but to play video  games (with bills too)<br />
What theres to life but to watch the  stupid entertainment brainwashing your  brain?<br />
What theres to life but to been numb of  your heart then getting all those  diseases. <br />
What theres to life but to forget about  love and focusing on having fun?<br />
<br />
Bullshit I tell ya. BULLSHIT.<br />
<br />
<br />
In somewhere in the machine world:<br />
<br />
<b>Robot Juas.</b><br />
<br />
Ps. Is this a drag?.... yeah pretty  much. No wonder I went to play  videogames. Killing fantasy dragons is  a lot more exciting than being crying  on what to do in life.<br />
<br />
Does anyone understands this shit?  Noone fucking does.<br />
Im being malfunctioning therefore im  required to take happy medicaments.<br />
<br />
Oh btw im writing this on notepad. I  forgot to pay my stupid internet bill. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>enzombiefied...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2004 16:39:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ have you gone to work for 8 hours  straight then come back home tired  enough to fall asleep and then wake up   enzombified enough to just............  do nothing?<br />
<br />
im there.<br />
<br />
enzombified = evil ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Life is a Story</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2004 15:51:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life is a Story<br />
You just have to make sure your story  is interesting enough to be told.<br />
<br />
"and so I worked in walmart for the  next 30 years" doesnt really help much,  you know?<br />
<br />
Make sure your life doenst end that  way! working on a cubicle or paying  loans and morgages! thats useless...  they are the handcuffs of this society.<br />
<br />
Thats why I quit animation. <br />
Whats better... to make fantasy stories  that you want to live? or to LIVE your  own stories by completing your dreams?<br />
<br />
Its pretty simple, I rather travel,  meet people and make the world better,  than been on a cubicle the rest of my  life, making fantasies.<br />
<br />
I rather meet that girl that I used to  draw everyday, than been missing her  and wondering if she exists (she does)<br />
<br />
"and so I traveled around the whole  americas on a car that I called "the  banuki.. I had some surfboards too, so  everytime I saw waves, I would stop and  surf like a truly soulful sea salty  dog" <--- sounds better doenst it?<br />
<br />
The Adventure Spirit. The Randomness of  Life. The Power of your Soul, The  Knowledge adquired on those Adventures.  That Fire inside you is the one that  will make the story of your life a  masterpiece!<br />
<br />
I forgot that a year ago... no wonder I  died.<br />
<br />
<br />
Dont die too... remember the basic  thing of a story: If it inspires...  then its done.<br />
<br />
Am I inspiring you?? then this story is  done.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas de Fuego. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>Lazyness and Birds</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 15:11:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ive been so lazy lately... havent been  able to touch a pencil in like a week  now.<br />
I come broken from work just with  enough energy to put an excuse and  watch samurai 7 while I fall asleep.  Its been like 1 year since I had a  3times meal day. My dirty cloths and my  clean ones are on the same box... I  dont even know how I dress. <br />
My hair is messy than ever.. I dont  even know how I can walk on the street  like that.<br />
People are once again afraid of me.<br />
A cat jumped out of a hole and smashed  my chest before dissapearing in the  shadows.... the bastard! what would be  the odds of having a cat smashing your  chest?<br />
Thats the bad part.<br />
<br />
<br />
The good part, ive been hanging out  with her, and I dont think ill stop  anytime soon.<br />
Ive been driving like a poet, thru  parks and cliffs on starry nights...Ive  been lying on a bed-like rock watching  shooting stars with an awesome and cute  friend.<br />
Ive been rolling myself on the hills  and enjoying dawns and sunsets.<br />
Ive eated crazy food and learned to  juggle and to type with my toes (what  you read its what you get, hee hee)<br />
who has the time to draw right now?<br />
Ive been waking up early one day, and  going to bed at 4AM the next day.<br />
Ive been sleeping on the carpet of my  rat-size room, then misteriously waking  up in the living room.<br />
Ive had cats jumped on my chest while  im walking to the frontdoor (yeah its a  good thing too, I laughed like never  before)<br />
so yeah.. as you can see, ive been  enjoying life like a 10 yr old.<br />
<br />
so, Bear with me for some moments, I  need to find that sweet spot on my  drawings that are going to pump me back  into the challenge of making something  better everyday.<br />
<br />
im tired of my same old stuff... so im  kinda looking for new inspirational  stuff... I think im going to change the  way I draw eyes and noses. I need more  realistic stuff.<br />
<br />
<br />
While I get there, Im coloring stuff  from friends and great inkers <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
With great power comes great  responsability and great lazyness too.  Poor Spiderman waking up so early.<br />
<br />
__________________<br />
<br />
Today I met a bird. It was right in  front of my window... it told me  excellent adventures that humans would  never hear became we are too naive.  Stories about flying and about how the  food tastes when winter comes in.  incredible.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>YES!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2004 17:35:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ILL DO IT!<br />
<br />
NOONE CAN STOP  MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE<br />
<br />
AAAAHHHHH<br />
<br />
FIREEEEEEEEEEEEE POWEEEEEEEEERRR<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
:<a href="http://juas.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/u/juas.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="juas" /></a> ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>aw crap....</title>
                <link>http://juas.deviantart.com/journal/3589696/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2004 15:04:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ive lost my confidence.....<br />
<br />
I need to be slapped, twice and  hard.... and then I need a drink, like  tequila or some sort of Jalapeño soup  with tomatoes ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>no time to drawing lately</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2004 15:24:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my happiness its too great to be  sitting on one spot...<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>YAWN</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2004 13:03:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im sleepy   ~_~<br />
<br />
the worse of all is that I just woke up ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>so and so and so</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2004 14:11:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I made some crazy sketches today.....  but since I need to do my sister's  homework tonite (dont ask), I wont be  able to post anything.....<br />
<br />
I drew so much that my hand hurts  now... but hey, I feel the flow, yo.<br />
<br />
<br />
Thank to everyone for the warm welcome.<br />
<br />
POWER<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
PS. damn I read all my old journal  entries before leaving.... no wonder I  got into playing MMORPGS, I was dead!<br />
<br />
so damn depressive that makes you cry  without reason... like watching your  favourtie sandwich falling into a  crabhole!<br />
<br />
its good to know that im good now  though.<br />
<br />
yeah... ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>AND SUDENLY!!! (read it, damnit)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 17:53:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Juas is back.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
PS. I unistalled FFXI out of my  computer for good after 11 months...  FUCK its tough to get rid of those evil  evil games.<br />
<br />
But I guess I learned something from  there.... I learned that if I play  another MMORPG ill waste another year  of my life on stupidity.<br />
<br />
ohhh the things you learn in life.<br />
<br />
anyways, something weird happened  today, I took my original working desk  (where I had all my sketches and my  computer) and threw it outside the  house... damn It was so big that my  rathole bedroom was been overtaken by  it. It was stupid!... no wonder I was  becoming a nasty nazi.<br />
The worse of all is that I just saw  that after being in this room for like  2 years now.... talk about slow.<br />
<br />
now, I have no desk, my computer its in  my closet (im serious, I should take a  picture), and right right now, im  typing sitting on the floor like some  sort of tech-hippie.<br />
<br />
Im not in front of the computer... I  actually need to bend my neck in order  to see what im typing...  such freedom  its beautiful (someone slap me)<br />
<br />
about my drawings.... well, I havent  done much since I left. I did like 4-6  drawings and some weird/bad sketches,  so I havent been improving much.  (thanks a lot FFXI)... Just I havent  improve a lot, but I may have go back a  little bit... I dont remember how to  paint, and I have nooooo damn Idea  where my tablet is.<br />
<br />
I met this girl that said "draw  something to mee!!" and I said "YES!  Ill show her my POWER!"..... and I end  up doing some sort of crap that made me  feel disgusted. FUCK<br />
<br />
so, thats it.... im back.<br />
<br />
im not doign drawings daily or anything  like that... I work a lot and I have no  time to hit my bedroom. And since I  have to "start again" its going to take  a while for me to get a nice nice  masterpiece going. So bear with me a  little while and ill be on my wheels  again.<br />
<br />
I feel it now... im not kidding:<br />
<br />
POWER.<br />
<br />
<br />
Juas.<br />
<br />
PS. um.... what happened to DA? looks  all weird... and theres a shitload of  people here too.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
DEFINE DEATH = Juas has 804 deviations  to look at and comment about.  <br />
+____+ ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>LEARN DA-HTML WITH JUAS!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2003 18:25:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>THE JUAS LEARN HOW TO DO HTML in DA!</b><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> After 60 minutes of crazy  investigation, I learned how to use all  this!<br />
<br />
<b>YES!</b><br />
<br />
ok heres how to learn to use this<br />
<br />
<b>BOLDS!</b><br />
put this < b >BOLD!< /b >  (just get rid of  the spaces)<br />
<br />
same thing for underline and italics<br />
<br />
u = underline<br />
<br />
i = italics<br />
<br />
like this!<br />
<br />
< i >Italics!< /i > (just get rid of the  spaces)<br />
<i>Italics!</i><br />
<br />
<b>REDBULLET!</b><br />
<br />
this is very VERY simple just put<br />
<br />
: bulletred : (no spaces) and there!  done<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> yes!<br />
<br />
<b>NAME LINK!</b><br />
<br />
this one is kinda hard, but looks  awesome<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/2772197/">Girlo and Girla!</a><br />
<br />
you have to put<br />
<br />
+a href="your link">what you want to put< /a+<br />
<br />
simply remove the +'s and put < ><br />
<br />
<b>MIX THEM ALL</b><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> <a href="http://juas.deviantart.com/"><i><b>Love The Juas!</b></i></a><br />
<br />
               <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red" /> That was a link with  bold, and italics and Red Bullet!..  cool!<br />
<br />
<br />
ok thats it ^_^<br />
<br />
<b>POWER!!</b><br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>HURRICANEEEE!!!</title>
                <link>http://juas.deviantart.com/journal/1224817/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2003 15:46:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMFG!<br />
<br />
OMFG!<br />
<br />
so... heres the story...<br />
<br />
back on sunday night,  I just submitted " the prisioner" in.. when I hear in the  radio that A HURRICANE WAS COMING!... a  HURRICANE CALLED JUAS!.. yes, thats  right, im not kidding.<br />
<br />
I couldnt believe it... I was like...  WTF? how come I didnt heard about that  before?...<br />
<br />
I already have experiences with  hurricanes (I was in Hurricane Mitch in  the '9<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cool.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="8)" title="8) (Cool)" />.. so I didnt panic... I knew  what to do all the shit.<br />
<br />
it was suppose to be a weak hurricane,  with just some winds and shit...  nothing too crazy... so I didnt care, I  continued watching anime, and drawing  more stuff...<br />
<br />
sudenly<br />
<br />
I see the window, AND ALL THE TREES ARE  ABOUT TO FALL!.. LIGHTPOLES FAR AWAY  WERE FALLING AND CRUMBLE INTO PIECES!..  it was the craziest wind I ever  seen!...<br />
<br />
HOLY SHIT! I said... I knew what was  gonna happen... <br />
<br />
the lights.<br />
<br />
inmmediately I turned off my comp and  unplugged.. and just like 5 minutes  later, power went off.<br />
<br />
and didnt came back<br />
<br />
<br />
until today (3 days later)<br />
<br />
<br />
after the hurricane, I went to see  outside what was happened, and the  whole city was in pieces.. thousands of  trees fell, houses destroyed, cars  desttroyed, the waterfront was  destroyed, boats sank or went to land,  anyways.. catastrophe.<br />
<br />
very VERY craazy.<br />
<br />
so what happened next was incredible  too. no work<br />
<br />
no work at all<br />
<br />
which means, no MONEY!.. and no money  means NO RENT AND NO FOOD!... and thats  a problem...<br />
<br />
I have to work the double now... I need  the hours badly. is october 1 already,  and I dont have 1cent for rent!.. shit.<br />
<br />
another things happened, huge lines to  get gas, huge lines to get food, or  ice, people going berserk in the middle  of anywhere... anyways... makes you  think.<br />
<br />
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN, IF THIS GOES FOR  OVER A MONTH?...<br />
<br />
society goes berserk with 24 hours of  no power.<br />
<br />
is better no to be inside a city when  theres no power... lucky us, there was  still gas. and that it wasnt winter.<br />
<br />
I had to cook from fire (cause i didnt  had a grill).. get some wood and  stuff... crazy eh... juts like the old  old days.<br />
<br />
<br />
I still have a loooot more to tell but  right now... I just forgot<br />
<br />
so<br />
<br />
anyways<br />
<br />
AFTER 3 DAYS OF NO POWER!<br />
<br />
JUAS IS BACK!<br />
<br />
_____________<br />
<br />
D's COMING!<br />
<br />
uh... I dunno... I completely forgot  what I was going to draw... Ill tell  you later.<br />
<br />
POWER!<br />
<br />
Juas. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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                <title>temporal changes</title>
                <link>http://juas.deviantart.com/journal/437765/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://juas.deviantart.com/journal/437765/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jan 2003 08:06:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ lets get poetic... lets create some cool stuff and been poetic at the  same time... is very easy to do... you only have to think about it, and  IS done!.. <img src="http://images.deviantart.com/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif" align="middle" alt=":D (Big Grin)" title=":D (Big Grin)" border="0" /> <br>
<br>
people started to tell me to put me 3D stuff... I didnt wanted to, I  wanted more to be a crazy 2d anime guy, but it seems that people like  3d too... all the 3D stuff that I have right now, is OLD, OLD OLD..  like 1 year or more... I havent done anything new in 3D (except my  wallpaper)... cause I didnt had the feeling to do it... <br>
<br>
I like 2D... that what I would like to do always... 2D... but now this  days seems like you cant have only 2D.. you have to put some 3D this  days...<br>
<br>
so, now Juas is double... is 2D anime, and 3D artist.<br>
<br>
3D will be poetic and funny.<br>
2D will be momentum and present. ]]></description>
                <author>~juas</author>
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