15# (c/p)

Espero que pronto todo esto de Lady Gaga se me vaya pasando, porque ahora mismo he perdido todo mi criterio y mi credibilidad: me encanta. Y Rick Genest me pone burro.


The Manifesto of Mother Monster.

On G.O.A.T, a Government Owned Alien Territory in space, a birth of magnificent and magical proportions took place. But the birth was not finite. It was infinite. As the wombs numbered and the mitosis of the future began, it was perceived that this infamous moment in life is not temporal, it is eternal. And thus began the beginning of the new race, a race within the race of humanity, a race which bares no prejudice, no judgment but boundless freedom. But on that same day, as the eternal mother hovered in the mulitverse, another more terrifying birth took place, the birth of evil. And as she herself split into two. Rotating in agony between two ultimate forces, the pendulum of choice began its dance. It seems easy you imagine to gravitate instantly and unwaveringly towards good. But she wondered, “How can I protect something so perfect without evil?” 

Sigo teniendo sentimientos encontrados con todo esto que está montando esta mujer, pero ahora mismo, a las 10h08 de la mañana, no puedo sino adorarla. A ver que pasa dentro de unos minutos.