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The year of Bruce Lee…and I welcomed it in Seattle, where his and his son Brandon gravesite are to be found. On a more delightful and playful mood, here it is how the next year will be.

2012: What will happen.

JANUARY: Someone named Theresa will have my glasses on the 1st day of the year, I will get them back on the 2nd. Will watch The Godfather and think about moving to a lil village in Sicily. I will fly back to Berlin, instead, with no delays, and even if I get stuck in London I won´t be able to see Pec, because she will be working and BA will make me fly in the afternoon. Also I won´t be able to see Cruz as she would still be in Madrid. Will go to Henry Rollins gig with my mate Sam. Will join a Crossfit gym or start long distance running, altogether with Power Yoga and Chi Kung with my friend Pablo. And I will stick to it. Stalk the fancy people at Berlin fashion week. Specially heterosexual men.

FEBRUARY: One month no smoke.Think to go back to fashion biz, and discard it. I will be working my ass off, for petty coins, it will be freezing and snow will break in. The Bright Tradeshow won´t send me the press pass, and I would tell their corporate asses to stay away from the true spirit of skateboarding and all boarding sports: FREEDOM you fools. I will be single yet again in St. Valentine´s day but getting lots of good sex.  I will tour with Pec, or at least I will be in London. I can write now…oh no hold it, that´s an illusion.

MARCH: Biz takes off. Like seriously. Find a nice, cheap apartment in Moabit or Treptower Park, because I can´t live with the NK hip anymore, and I need nature. Although I might reconsider it and stay close to my friends in da hood.  We will jump into Spring, the season most hated. I will be allergic starting next month and single. Will wish to go to Japan, to say goodbye to friend Aitana, but I will be working my ass off and poor. Fidel Castro dies. The end of an era. Tresca´s birthday.

APRIL:  I will be on B2 of Deutsch, and able to have a decent conversation. At least. Or talk nonsense with a nice accent. I will be making millions.And writing a lot. Will be almost fit, back to a normal 125 pounds and eating good. I might get a boyfriend, just for the sake of having a boyfriend. Wait no, I have no time. My mother´s birthday.

MAY: Go to London, to be amazed by this in case i can´t make it to ATP. Buy a rodie to run with friends Sam and Marta. Enjoy two days of sun for the first time since arrival. Get amazingly cured from allergy, and enjoy Spring. Ha. I will buy my ticket to India. Go somewhere to surf and chill.

JUNE: Will go to Ibiza to pay a quick visit to my parents and my dog, chill at the beach and smoke weed…NO wait…this is my 5th month no smoking…anything. Crack included. Will get my hair cut at my favourite hairstylist in San Antoni, a Scottish sexy man.Second time I will cut my hair in the year, probably last. On my way there, a  quick stop in Madrid to see friends, meet Tresca´s daughter, Molly than by then will be sleep trained and actually walking. She will probably hold a MBA in Business, as well.

JULY: We will have two days of summer, and everyone in Berlin will run to the lakes. Will go to the Berlin Fashion Week, and maybe bump into Angelica. I will get a smartphone, because it is about time. Will have lots of work and make lots of money. New twist in the occupying movement, now revolution is coming late fall, right before the World ends. We will have a Green November instead of a Red October.

AUGUST : Will work even more, write even more, and ride a whole lot more. Will go to my brother´s wedding in India, and celebrate my 32 years of age with friends and family in southern India. I will celebrate in Chennai my brother´s wedding, and will cry a lot, dance a lot and hug people a lot. Hang out with friends and family. Feel much love.

SEPTEMBER: Travel to Kerala, to stay in an ashram for a month. Get my first yoga teacher training. Write a lot.

OCTOBER: Meet up with my friend Rodrigo in Nepal, to trek the Himalayas. Will stay there for a while, and meet interesting people, in the amazing land. One week volunteer in Lhasa. Revolution is coming.

NOVEMBER: We are taking the streets, and there is a global change a conscious change. Will most likely move to Malaysia or India, on a new job position. Book publishing deal. Get married, because some say the end of the World is near. And I will rethink my position and actually get married.

DECEMBER: Will spend Christmas with my family for the first time in two years. …….

So that´s it. Read also this  post about how to face the New Year.

Loads of love and aspirations.



I have been reading  lots of material on the subject on how polygamy is more beneficial for women than for men, and vice versa, the difficulties of monogamy, natural laws, the implicit monogamy of marriage, commitment and the failure to stick to it. I am far from done, yet, and I will write the conclusions I have reached from studies, articles and personal experience.

Let´s bare in mind that monogamy was brought into light, as part of property rights, and private economics.  A contract accepted in the always concerned eyes of the state (according to its definition), for us to have certain obligations beyond emotional, spiritual…and then here we have Confucius words of wisdom:

Marriage is the union of two different surnames, in friendship and in love, in order to continue the posterity of the former sages, and to furnish those who shall preside at the sacrifices to heaven and earth, at those in the ancestral temple, and at those at the altars to the spirits of the land and grain.
Confucius, [3]

Amazingly, surprisingly…marriage, and exclusive monogamous relationship is in fact a tool invented in a male dominated system for it proves that marriage is more beneficial for men than for women. That said, and it being a contract of exclusiveness, and lifetime commitment to one, do not be foolish enough to overlook the nanoarticle where it says: but we still have the whorehouse. Bringing us back to the polygamy debate.

For starters I would read this NY Times article from 2005, am assuming written by two women, and this amazing article by Christie Church, where she writes the exact definition of what relationships ought to be. Pure logic:

These days, we’re both feminists. In feminism, we’ve found a language to describe the challenges inherent to being multifaceted, complex people in a society that reduces us to pink and blue, and we’ve found alternatives to buying into that society. Being heterosexual has afforded us many privileges, but it also has allowed us plenty of opportunities to challenge assumptions about what heterosexual marriage should be. This summer, I’ll be enrolling in full-time law school while Patrick takes over all of the household responsibilities. Eventually, Patrick would like to take some time off work to focus on writing. We’ve even discussed living apart for travel and internship opportunities.

Whatever we do, I’m confident that it won’t be motivated by the guilt that drove the early part of our relationship. While our marriage may not look like the ones we knew growing up, it works for us. We married a friend, but we got an ally.

I wouldn´t say that´s being feminist, I would say that is pure simple common sense. Back to the sex, which is the one thing that keeps the flaming argument hot and interesting. So the need of extramarital sex, the link between multiorgasm to multipartners, the length of a lifetime commitment if you think about it, it’s a known fact, there is that need, it exists, we cannot neglect it, it is a possibility as  Jay Michaelson states on his article inspired by the whole Tiger debacle.

On a personal note, I have never looked for sexual engagements outside my relations, never had an unoficial affair; BUT I did say, it´s a possibility and it´s there. I did ask for opinion (not permission) to have a sexual encounter outside the partnership with a former boyfriend. Obviously the answer was very heartbreaking, and one has to be above all things honest but yet, empathetic. So now, when I say that as a sexual being, there is more than a possibility of me having affairs outside the couple, I can see how women (the biggest defenders of monogamy) and men (the biggest defenders of polygamy) pass mentally judgements on me. Even those that ferociously defend open marriages. But, for men. Because let´s face it, this world is fucking sexist.Still.  And that just simply kills me. To admit the reality, to let in your mind a wide place for  that world of possibilities, is what keeps us mentally in track. If by marrying, starting a family, committing to a career, we neglect that world of possibilities (whether if it is a sexual affair or climbing the Everest) is not only dangerous but also counterproductive to man´s nature. And realistically, would you rather have a free individual as your life partner or an individual swimming in the whole protocol of roles, monogamous game?. Specially now in a transgender society… (I should do another poll)

So to the question, would you like to marry? the answer is YES. Now to the question would you marry? the answer is NO.

Find your terms, the ones  in which your life and your love life makes sense and feels right. That´s the key to it.

More to come.

Loads of love from every source. Love is all around you.



UPDATE: Grandparents know better.

Skateboarding, sneakers, more skate, clothes, freebies, hot dudes…and cherry on top Vane. It sounds like a total plan for me.

I am so loving this week.

In case you have no mingering idea of what am actually talking about, here

Loads of love and stay bright!!!



UPDATE: And Sergej Vutuc is not only an amazing photographer believing in analog methods, but he is also the nicest. Good people.

It is passion, a wild desire, it is a gypsy soul trapped in a Nordic body, it is the joy of life chosen, the rough path of the lonely warrior, the practical intelligence combined with the rawness of the good things on a plate, in a bed or on a wall whirlwind all in neon pink and neon green. It is all together needed, to become the mixed talents of a woman, emerging in not just a sexist world, but a sexist sexist branch of a sexist world, so called Art…so it does get sexual, and primitive, and funny and deep, complex…and basic. And she shows, for there is nothing to be ashamed of. Rage is a beautiful thing. Love is a beautiful thing. Thanks for your fantastic work, Marie, you deserve all things big, all things great…for you have the tools to face any challenge.

Loads of love and Karla Marie Bentzen






I hate it when pornhub goes faster than youtube…i really do. I like porn. As long as is not disgusting…and you know exactly what I mean. I have a porn project in my hands (I know…anything I say from now on…has a double meaning, but what do I care huh?). For a while there has been this femenine/feminist type of porn (recently I have discovered that there are a Feminist Porn Awards )… I still haven´t got a hold into it, massively. Even though I must admit Erika Lust, seems like a very interesting filmmaker and writer, among others. I have been consuming porn since I was 12, I started masturbating at 11, being a girl…you don´t put your cock out and have a group masturbation ceremony. Porn, masturbation and sex always come unexpected for girls. I like porn, and I like sex. Let´s face the fact that I would rather watch porn than Sex in the City (stupid name). Sex or self-pleasure is far more rewarding than shopping for shoes. Word.

But here are my favourite link and source. And Kimberly´s blog is my favourite blog, no only because her excellent work, and her great sense of humour…but also this chick owns her very own Dinosaur Jr. (signed…ok, ok) skateboard. So let´s put the Kane in Kool, i say. :-)

Now, share your porn.

Loads of love and lust.





I enjoy my body, I like giving myself long stares in the nude, in the intimacy of the aftershower. I like my body, because it´s femenine, and unique, not perfect, but it´s all mine …most of the time.

I have always had the wild desire of being one of those Newton´s models, ferocious and sensous women, not as objects but as power holders, independent, defying it all in the impossible high heels.

I love my body because it gives me endless pleasure to the senses. And am thankful for that.

All this body liking issue, has taken part of my flight time to Berlin, since I found out that starting June 11th at the Helmut Newton Foundation, you can see the work of Alice Springs (pseudonym for June Newton, pretty nice name of the mister´s wife).

Loads of love, and do what body likes.



P.S. I have been busy listening to everyone, surfing and falling in and out of love. But am already back in the crack. Stay tuned, riot coming.

So…yet again comes another self embarrassing post…out loud pouring thoughts and experiences in the open, like anyone really cared. This I do, for my learning, and I never imagine who reads this or that, I don´t trully think anyone would be interested, whatsoever.

So…here we go, some things I have learnt:

  • To have high expectations on someone is the fastest way to failure.
  • Becoming friends with ex-lovers is one herculean task, if you dismissed them as lovers, what makes you think they are worthy as friends?, and if you truly believe they are worth the effort, be prepared, it won´t be easy.
  • When someone does not reply to your emails, phonecalls, text messages, or funny jokes on your social network of choice (even if your jokes are hilarious, if you are one talented brilliant mind, and fairly good-looking individual)…there is no possible excuse…the counterpart is not into you, nor won´t be. Stop being delusional and a self-cheater. Oh, and there is no rational explanation for that, but “it wasn´t meant to happen” usually works quite alrightta…and “we were not THAT fated” classic…haha. And as a classic ego booster I learnt from my brother “him/her doesn´t really know what is missing”.:-D
  • A perfect relation should be one, in wich you see your partner 6 mos a year.The remaining 6 mos each one is doing his/her own projects out of the city, and the family house, travelling or whatever. It is possible even if my friend  Ben insists there is no point into gettin in that type of relationship and far more pointless having children (dressed up as tigers of course). I think it makes sense, and it is quite possible, and thrilling.
  • Sex is overrated.
  • Love is beyond time and space.
  • Girls don´t want to be told what boys think girls like to hear, we want to be told what you truly think. No matter what. We don´t break into pieces like Bohemian  glass, although we like being taken care of. :-)
  • Anal sex is overrated.
  • When you are in love you only turn your head to look at dogs and puppies. Sometimes you look at boys/girls…in a less luscious way that if you were single.
  • Love will come in the most surprising package.
  • Even if it looks like the craziest psycho shit in the planet, it is worthy in the name of love…as long as it is not, harming to anyone. Do it. If you end up failing miserably, with no dignity for a couple days…at least you know you have the balls and also will treasure a great story to tell your grandchildren by the fireplace. The best stories are the ones we write everyday in our everyday lives, our greatness in our simple quests.
  • Believe to be loved.
  • It is ok to behave a bit like a teenager, and it is ok to believe in unicorns… among the real world demands and paying the bills. It is healthy for your brain and it keeps you in touch with your innermost dreams and innocent child.

Loads of good ´ol loving.