México y sus noticias visto por un transnacional californiano —producto de la S.E.P.
Never mind Benito [Bodoque] Sebastian… la Malinche Americana
On top of Italia… previously known as ROMA… Dear, Cerf-panthére, hello precious, this is a Time-Delayed screen grab of another screen grab that makes A FAIR USE OF MEDIA for educational and investigative CROWD SOURCED information over the Interwebs; with that in mind i, Armando Segovia, am going to answer in a most notorious and non-solicited manner both your March 19th and [today’s] March 22nd musings of your “PAUSE” page: The answer for the 19th is NO. No, i was KNOT a viking in a previous life… and i have never been to Minnesota (as a matter of fact, Cerf-panthère, the only PREVIOUS LIFE for any human (homosapiens) is that of a motherfucking Neanderthal, which BEGS THE QUESTION, did God have a separate place (up or down) for all of the upright monkees that followed “LUCY”? I do however, know a VIKINGO and if he is still alive, that gentleman hails from the BIRTHPLACE of EL Solitario, which happens to be the same grounds where the Morena-Francia candidate (16th October 2015) came from (Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua–México). So no, Cerf-panthére, i was KNOT a viking in a previous life; i did not exist in a previous life, as a matter of SCIENCE. I exist now. For Cerf-panthēre’s musing for Monday, March 22nd 2021 📖 “Turn the page”.
Hola, hoy es 21 de marzo y en el siguiente segmento rendimos homenaje al bombero más famoso del repertorio de don Manuel Valdés-ese.
🎶🗣 “A hungry politician is the wolf that’s at the door Hell-bent submission and feedin’ on the poor We could stare into the sun if we would open up your eyes But we paint ourselves into a cornercolored in white lies…”, must be screamed with CONTRAPUNTO y con Clave de Johann Sebastien Bach who is filling in for the Skid Row’s vocalist.
Y siguiendo con el tema de los ídolos del Olimpo, una DIANA 🏹 por favor para “Bomberito Juárez”, public enemy number one of the 2nd French UMPIRE… 🎺
ISSY, los Amigos de Valencia are now part of the éphémère moments at the Cluny Gardens and the accents on the letter “e” on la rue de Saint Michel. And because they [don Pichi and don Avo] will never read this blog they will never Knot the circular diagrams that could perhaps maybe, why not lend themselves for one helluva COMPARATIVE analysis between the Art Space at la Place Saint Michel (Jour et Nuit^) and what promises to be something that might kind of sort of morph the efforts of artists and the mecenazgo [patronage] of the private sector, Eye tell you what, Diego Rivera and Nelson Rockefeller would like to see this goddamned movie, Aussie.
^. Context on a place where foreign service agents (ambassadors) send their loved ones to paint shit, “Gold”, follows.
They are also Harley Davidson ®️ Sunday riders… D0F15B2A-6E5F-438D-8A73-6E3AC78F3F24 🚂 1. Responsible for sending 60% of Mexican mined gold to CaNaDa, his name is Napoleón (Lives in Canada when Senate session is out). 2. This fucker is also a Gerund, a very bad one as in not a good gerund, and i’ll leave it at that, because he is very close—too close for comfort en La Laguna. 3. Manuel is an old buddy of Mr. Alain Rouquie (MAL217 /IHEAL) and he [Manuel Bartlett] is probably going to give Master classes on Mexican History at La Sorbonne after he gets the Romero Deschamps retirement package from Los HIJOS DE LA MALDITA VECINDAD… no pun intended, Roco, pero don Manuel, una vez instalado en PARÍS, enviará a su novia a Jour et Nuit para que pinte chingaderas con ORO.
With that out of the güey, Ricardo Arjona is going to interpret an unused demo of “Si el norte fuera sur” which by the above mentioned “güey” had the title: “IfLa Malintzin*was born in Matoaka, she would have been Baptized as POCAHONTAS”.
* Knot to be confused with the VOLCANO in Tlaxcala, because Tlaxcala is just as imaginary as a Cluny Garden Unicorn.