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jueves, enero 20, 2011

Fantasmas


Los fantasmas son seres que por alguna razón queremos mantener atrapados en nuestra dimensión. Lo bueno de esto es que cuando ya no tienen importancia  para nosotros, simplemente desaparecen. Algunas veces es un ejercicio largo, doloroso, indeseado, pero hay otras ocasiones en que simplemente ellos se encargan de lapidar su etérea existencia. Sin embargo, dado que profitan de nuestros miedos y debilidades, es muy necesario para lograr su/nuestro descanso eterno el no alimentar ni alentar su permanencia en este mundo. Sólo así su espectralidad dejará de afectarnos y podremos mirar de frente y libremente hacia el futuro.

martes, enero 18, 2011

You've got a friend .... in the whole sense of the word

When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door


You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there


Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don't you let them


You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend


 
Carole King

lunes, enero 17, 2011

Sunday bloody sunday


I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes and make it go away.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight
We can be as one, tonight.

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead-end street.
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.

Oh, let's go.
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.

How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight
We can be as one, tonight.
Tonight.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away.
I'll wipe your tears away.
I'll wipe your tears away.
I'll wipe your bloodshot eyes.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Yeah, let's go!

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality.
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.
The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On...


Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday.


U2..

jueves, enero 13, 2011

Informe sobre las Caricias



1

La caricia es un lenguaje
si tus caricias me hablan
no quisiera que se callen

2

La caricia no es la copia
de otra caricia lejana
es una nueva versión
casi siempre mejorada

3

Es la fiesta de la piel
la caricia mientras dura
y cuando se aleja deja
sin amparo a la lujuria

4

Las caricias de los sueños
que son prodigio y encanto
adolecen de un defecto
no tienen tacto

5

Como aventura y enigma
la caricia empieza antes
de convertirse en caricia

6

Es claro que lo mejor
no es la caricia en sí misma
sino su continuación

 
Mario Benedetti

lunes, enero 03, 2011

El nuevo horizonte

Si somos capaces de romper paradigmas
El girasol brillará por la nueva eternidad
Serán nuevos horizontes
Nuevas verdades
Nuevos deseos
Donde la Sacerdotisa y el Mago
Desarrollarán sus visiones
Compartirán sus virtudes
Sanarán esta vida
Crearán nuevos mundos

¿Me acompañas?