I want to play my Spanish guitar. I want to play my recently acquired harmonica. I don’t need you. I would like to think I don’t need you. I need you… shit. Shit?
I feel an energy now. I think I feel it. But which energy is that? Is that one that makes some of us to fall in love? Or is the one that makes the sunlight looks brighter than it is? What is that? I don’t speak English!
Take it easy my brother, take it easy my sister… I don’t know you! I don’t know me either. But I’m free. Or at least I like to think I am. And this makes me larger than myself. Cool! Nevermind, forget about it. Thank you Spain, thank you Madrid!
Do you really think the challenge is to start a successful innovative business somewhere? Are you kidding? If you are one of those mediocre visitors, please, leave me alone. Unless you want to talk about the real truth. Do you really want to talk about the real truth? So, try not to forget brother, sister:
Art is life.
Job is not life. Work is life. A new business venture is limited, fucking limited, basically. Not life either, just fun.
God is love. Love is art. Art is god. Engineering is nice. So is Biology. A social science like business is also nice. Art can match them all. Don’t betray yourself. Put some art in you life! Or just forget about me. I’m trying to play this thing. Viva Paco!