i am surprised i am writting again...
didnt i just finished the last post...what the hell.
but this time il have the letters in RED.no its not supposed to mean nethn.just visual effects,they are important,even in case of an useless cathartic blog.

lets talk/write/discuss/argue bout TATTOO s.
fascinating arnt they??
a monumentous help from the daughter of the coolest mother on this side of the ganges made the impossible seem passe.
an almost divine co-incidence featuring a fellow poet with confused roots and a failing eye-sight and a proud anglo/mexican with a very impressive past hailing from the land of the gang with tattoos,a relationship in tatters and pretty much nothing else.
all of the above introduced me to the world of serious inking.
the needles,the ink,the smell of dried blood,the art.
its a ride.wild one.
i learn fast.n this time i have impressed myself.
the best thing about tattoos is its like skulpture...its there to stay,the parmanency [if there is such a word] is intriguing,satiating.

the gap between the words is slowly decreasing.
i can feel it.