There's nothing I can do...

I know you will find it strange

...Unbelievable perhaps.

Out of time you may say

...You may even think there's something wrong.



But I still think of you.



And there's nothing I can do to change it.



...Solutely nothing.



Besides, I don't want to change it.

It keeps me warm at night.



:-)



A.

Mi rio empedrado.

Subiendo la cuesta de tus sueños

diviso en lontananza

un emblema tricolor

con espinas ensangrentadas.



En recodos escondidos por tus laberintos

he dejado rastros eternos

para que no olvides a que sabe el amor

para que no olvides nunca quien soy yo.



Escondido en el doblez facial de tu sonrisa

he sembrado mil besos ciegos

que se agarran de ti

y te muerden en tus momentos de soledad.



Para que no me olvides



Nunca



Que soy el que soy.



El resto es hecho en china.



A.

Like a house on fire...

We used to make love like a house on fire...



A.

A tientas

Voy caminando en tus recuerdos

a tientas, con los ojos vendados.

No se cuantas guerras has visto

ni que batallas has perdido.



Por eso, entre otras cosas

voy a tientas adentrandome

con pasos lentos pero firmes

en el tibio laberinto de tu corazon.



Veo, por los cuerpos que encuentro

en el campo minado que transito

que otros han intentado conquistar tus tierras

sin que la suerte les toque a victoria.



Y sigo mi curso al centro de tu ser

A tientas

Sin prisa pero sin pausa

Buscandote donde se que estas.



A.

Fantasy

Neon lights

shine right into our eyes

and we're blind

we can't escape from the night.



And we were born just to see

life is not reality...is just a fantasy.



Can't you see?

Is crazy to think that we are tied to this.



Black or white?

Who cares what's the skin color

of the heart who cries at night?

Love inside is showing us the path to the light.



Our hearts are full of tides

and we can't believe we have the opportunity

to build our fantasy.

Can't you see?



Can't you see?



A.

The winner takes nothing.

In this game of love

some will win

-some will loose-

some will also skip the truth.



Some of them -the cheap ones-

will sale their dreams for small desires.

Is a free market...

There are hearts for sale.



We are the choices we made.



Some will have a candle in their bed

Some others-the lucky ones- the sun.



Time stand still.

For all of us.

A.

Sister (of mercy).

If I live to see the whole world...

will I live to meet such beauty girl again?



Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world?



I will always remember the face of that pretty girl.



She stayed sooo long on my mind.



I can tell she was my second skin.



I was more into her than into me.



A.

Only when they're playin'...

Thunder only happens when its raining

Players only love you when they're playing.



*.*



A.

A ti que andas por ahi...

En cada cosa que leo

en cada letra que escribo...

te me apareces de cuerpo entero

flor oscura de mis desvaríos.



Te escribos prosas tristes

-Prosas alegres a veces-

Y cuando me encuentra el alba en tus ojos

el alma se me estremece.



Cuando una tonada se me escapa

con voz muy queda recita

que tuyos son todos mis mares

Y todas mis margaritas.



Que hago con todo este amor?

Que hago con toda esta angustia?

Donde cuelgas tus sandalias?

Hay algun mapa a tu sonrisa?



Somos tan grandes en el amor

Y tan pequeños frente al olvido.



A.

Mientras sube la marea.

Mientras sube la marea

Me viene a la mente

Todo aquello que vivi en tiempos de marea baja.

Me vienen los recuerdos, las andanzas.



Mientras sube la marea pienso en ti

En los besos que no me diste

En los besos que se perdieron

Pienso en ti, en tu sonrisa, en tu rostro, en tu pelo.



Mientras sube la marea hago inventario

de las muchas palabras de aliento

que me diste en tiempos de marea baja

Palabras, que al fin, hechas de viento

con el viento se marcharon.



Mientras sube la marea

Mientras va subiendo la marea

Van bajando tu nombre y tu sombra

Al valle de los amores contrariados.



A.

Esto no es un test.

Esto es un hecho.

No es un test.

Es un escrito que llevo grabado

en los rastros de mi respiracion.



Es tu nombre.



Profundo, exotico y enigmatico

como el canto de las ballenas en las noches sin luna...

Completo, eterno y perfumado

como las habitaciones secretas de los faraones.



Es tu nombre.



No es un test.



Son letras incrustadas en los surcos de mi corteza cerebral.



Son letras que habitan en mis pensamientos

Y me hacen dar vueltas y vueltas...

Como ejes principales de una maquina del tiempo.



Como puedes observar

Es un asunto serio para mi tu nombre...

Muy serio.

No es un test.



A.

Esto es tambien un test.

Esto, mi querida Matilda

es tambien un test!



Pero no uno de esos test que encuentras por doquier...

De esos que venden en las esquinas...

De esos que venden en ferias pueblerinas...no...no...no...nop.

No de esos test baratos.



Es un test descremado, sin cafeina

Un test sin ITBIS

Sin plomo, de los buenos.

Un test por y para la gente de Kripton.



Es un test que va a servir, entre otras cosas

para dejarle saber a la tu que me ama

que aun hay un yo que piensa en ella.



Es un test para decirle a la tu que me olvidó

que no existe un yo que la haya olvidado.



Es un test que sirve para que te enteres

de que la sangre sigue fluyendo por las venas

que una vez latieron con fuerza sobre tu tibia piel.

La misma sangre que (para regocijo de tu memoria) sigue llenando cuerpos cavernosos.



Es un test en sol mayor

Que no tiene nombre

Ni tiene madre.

Es un test from out of space.



The world is my oyster.



:-)



A.

Test

Esto es un test...



:-)



A.

Te amo.

Son dos palabras
-de dos y tres letras respectivamente-
que dichas por ti
cambian mi estado de animo en un segundo.

Sea cuando lo dices por email
por SMS, por teléfono, vía FedEx
por señales de humo, en clave morse
o por paloma mensajera.

Cuando oigo esas palabras de ti
el cielo se me hace pequeño
y el vuelo de un halcón es lento
si lo comparas con la energía que me das.

Atame con mas fuerza
al diamante de tu corazón.
Amame con mas fuerza
que solo amarte es lo que hago yo.

A.

Slave to love

You are not with me,
I've tried to ignore that,
but whenever I have a small moment alone
I touch the ground.

And I can hear you laughing.

I can see your smile.

I'm slave to love.

And I can't escape.

The clock is torturing me.

A.

Love is the answer.

There's one thing
-in this life-
that never happens the way we expect
and it never stops surprising us.

There's one thing
-in our life-
that gives us the best moments
and makes us cry like babies.

There's one thing
-in this existence-
that have the magic of turning a simple person
in the best thing on earth, when is close to us.

There's one thing
-in this universe-
better than diamonds and gold.
...And last longer than that.

Although sometimes
-like these holidays for example-
I have the idea
that I could be wrong...so wrong.

I don't know,
maybe is the weather...

A.

I can love you better.

I don't know
who stole your heart
in the middle of the night
and gave you shattered dreams in return.

I don't want to know
how many ghosts are hiding in your castle.
Or how many chains wrap your heart.
No, seriously...I don't.

Remember that I am aware
-completely aware-
that I'm not the owner of all your moments
I'm the owner only of the best ones.

Ask yourself
is your life what you wanted it to be?
I can love you better.
Waaay better.

Tic toc tic toc

A.

When I Kiss You I Feel

When I kiss you
I feel thousand cookies melting in my mouth.
It's like fresh marble cake invading my senses...
And my body floating among cotton clouds.

When I kiss you
small pieces of a wedding cake with flowers
roll over my tongue
in a crazy dance of happiness.

When I kiss you
When I see your eyes
I feel like cookie monster
I want all your cookies.

You can't say I'm not a sweet guy.

:-)

A.

My Queen.

Where are you now-at this very moment-?
Where is my Queen - mi unica?
Are you somewhere in time
waiting for me to wake up from this dream called life?

You never judge me...
always supported me
no matter what
you were always there for me.

It's a cold world outside
I'm lost without you.
There's a lot of fakes smiles all around...
only in your heart I found true peace.

Am I supposed to continue my journey alone?
Where is my golden shelter?
Where is the warm lake of your arms,
where I used to swim to the rythm of your heartbeats?

Where is the love?
Where has it gone?
Where are you?
Where are you?

A.
 

Jodie Foster

 

The girl -the special one- is Jodie Foster
The movie is Taxi Driver

The man is Robert De Niro.
Excellent movie.

A.

Dos tazas.

Estoy tranquilo almorzando, cuando de repente noto una pareja, un no-asiatico con una joven asiatica, muy elegante.

Me siento como Dracula en un banco de sangre y -por ningún motivo en particular- comienzo a pensar en una persona que conozco que tiene los ojos chiquitos.

Como no la tengo a mi lado, mas o menos como que me quejo interiormente con el Gran Arquitecto del Universo.

En esas estoy, cuando de repente en otro lugar mas cercano a mi viene otra pareja, pero esta vez la joven (asiatica) es super hermosa y la pareja es (adivina que) otro no-asiatico...

Y cuando apenas intensificaba mis quejas al de allá arriba, recordé de repente algo que me dijo mi tía Marta una vez: " Al que no le gusta el caldo se le dan dos tazas".

Ni modo, Quasimodo.

Lo tendré en cuenta para la próxima.

A.

Teegeeack

 

I come from before the beginning of time.

I have the truth.

I know the path to scape energy and matter.

I have no longer any implant on me.

 

Trust me.

 

A.

Sweet lips.

I miss your kiss.

 

Your sweet, extraordinary, intensive

kiss.

 

I also miss driving with one hand on the wheel

and the other on the center of the universe.

 

A.

 

Batteries are not included.

Some toys (my favorites ones) don't come with directions.
You have to figure out how they work...
what buttons to press...
(usually their small parts are not for children)

They're...a different kind of toys.

...And batteries are NOT included.

A.

Better style.

You have always done things in better style.

It flips me up and shake me down.

You know the way to hold my heart
while drinking the juice of thousand stars
I love your way to touch my soul
you're just too much to grab you down.

And it all begins again.

A.
 

Writer's block

Some people deal with writer's block by continuosly writing.
Even if they are fully aware that what they're writing is not awesome...or interesting.

Others try to find the muses by doing something different. Go fishing, the gym, listening to music,
eating, watching TV, walking, and so on.

Truth is that when you're a writer, you're like a prisoner. You have no free will.

You have to write. You feel the words boiling inside your chest.

You feel the anxiety, the burning passion
and only by writing you find the peace, the relax your mind claims.

Is like opening the big stress valve in your roof
and Choo Choo! the train suddenly moves!

:-)

What a wonderful world.

A.

Other stuff

Let's see...other stuff, other stuff...
Hmmm...

Fishing, for example. I have a nice fishing bag, like four fishing sticks -two of them with big big length- but no...nop...not fishing lately.

I have long time I don't go fishing. The last time I did it was with really (as in: Really) cool people.

The gym, well, yes I go there... but on a second thought...yes and no, because I don't go frequently. The last time I go frequently to the gym was few years ago.

Listening to music...yup. Always.
However if you compare the way I listen to music here and the way I used to do it previouly is almost pathetic. First of all, here I have to do it alone, because nobody enjoy nice music, then if -by chance- I put some music in my car it can't be loud because the people with me have no sense of good music.

So different to my previous trips...sooo different. OBK, PSB...

So, as you can see I'm having here a loooot of fun....a lot.

Maybe my custodian angels are busy with something else...or they think I'm happy.

A.

Barbie girl...in a plastic world.

Did you know that if Barbie were an actual woman, she would be 5’9” tall, have a 39” bust, an 18” waist, 33” hips and a size 3 shoes...

 

Weighing 110 lbs, Barbie would have a BMI of 16.24 and fit the weight criteria for anorexia...Yup, and...she likely would not menstruate.

 

I mean, C'mon Barbie...get real.

 

A.

 

(There are two Barbie dolls sold every second in the world. But NOT like the one shown here)

Baguette

 

 

In American movies, almost all grocery shopping bags contain at least one stick of french bread.

If it happens in reality, I bet is a good news for the butter and the cheese industries.

:-)

Water.

When I came to know
that a face of a penny can hold
about thirty drops of water,
some questions came into my mind...

First of all,
what about the other side?
How many drops can hold
the other side (reverse) of the coin?

What about perfume?
How many drops of perfume can the face of a penny hold?

What about milk? or...orange juice?
Or both together...

Now, seriously, this means that someone, somewhere
was curious enough, (and had the time too)
to put water, drop by drop -and to count them-
and did it many times until coming with an average.

It's a wonderful world we live in.

There's time for everything!

Even to comment about it in a blog.

:-)

A.

La Vida

La Vida
-y la Muerte-
colgaban de su falda...
llevaba ella mi alma cosida a su espalda.

Y se movia con pasos de bailarina
como bebiendo del dulce nectar del olvido
sorbito a sorbito
en un discurso secreto de adios para siempre.

Era una poesia de mujer envuelta en seda
que tornaba un momento en mil calamares
que danzan y se enredan en corriente de mar
y se van y no regresan jamas.

La Vida
-y la Muerte-
eran su mejor excusa
para cada dia ser mi mejor musa.

Y venia y se iba
con ese vaiven de niña coqueta
y aunque mis besos conquistaron su amor,
mis ansias no lograron retenerla..

Ay mujer,
Ay mi amor.
Sin ti mi cama es un vasto imperio desierto
es un pueblo fantasma, un hotel para nadie.

A.
 

a.n.d.w.h.a.t.e.l.s.e.i.s.t.h.e.r.e.?

Feelings of lightning, explosions
cover my heart full-of-fear
when I think of you
and your eternal little pretty eyes.

I just wanted to be your hero
wanted to rescue you from the world,
-it's really cold out there-
but my chances to get you are so small...

I could never find the path to your castle
-your flowers now smile to other faces-
and I'm just like a cloud far in the horizon
gazing at your body of Princess taking a shower in the sun.

How much pain can a heart resist?
How many storms can resist my soul?
There are dragons surrounding my mountains
I've seen fire balls crossing the skies at night.

I don't know what more can I do.
I don't have the key to your door.
All I wanted is to be with you,
because after that...What else is there?

A.

ABC

myloveforyouisnotsoeasyas123orabcordoremi

isastrangelovestrangerascanbe

ithinkofyouallthetimeeveryminuteeverysecond

hasanyoneverwrittenanythingforyou?

wellihadinfactimdoingitnow

ifonlyiknewhowtogettoyourheart...

ifonlyiknew...

A,

Calculadora.

Toma tu calculadora
y multiplica
nueve veces 1 por nueve veces 1
(111,111,111 x 111,111,111)
y luego veras el resultado.

Totalmente inutil, lo se.

Pero divertido, no?

:-)

A.

I wonder...

I wonder

why we call it Planet Earth

if 9 out of 10 living things live in the oceans...

I mean, Planet Earth? Really?

Hmmm

A.

A matter of balls....

Back in the days, many people lost their lives because of Napoleon and Hitler.

These two fellas were kind of hard headed
and it was either their way or the highway...if you were lucky enough to escape alive.

One thing they had in common - among many others probably-
is that they were both missing one testicle...oops!

Maybe deep in their minds they felt lesser than the rest
and their particular way of proving that their manhood was as good as anyone's
was killing hundreds of thousands people (millions for our sieg-heil friend).
Interesting...no?

A word of advice could be
to avoid people with physical -or mental- disadvantages
since they could be secretly trying to prove that they're normal
and the consequences may be disastrous.

 A.

Hippo.

The hippopotamus is the only animal which exist as if it doesn't. Think about it.

Although they may look like pigs, their closest relatives are the whales!

Besides that, there are three facts really interesting:

A- A hippo can open its mouth wide enough to fit a 4 feet tall child inside
B- The hippo is one of the most aggressive creatures in the world
And C- A hippopotamus can run faster than a man...hmmm

Really scary if you put two and two together...But hippos are hervibores. No problem.

:-)

A.

Mosqui-dracula

Los mosquitos chupan sangre
y ademas incrementan sus actividades vampirescas
en un sorpresivo 500% (*)
en noches de luna llena.

Alguien notó ese fenómeno
y lo incluyó en las narraciones
del conde Chócula
para darle mas veracidad, I guess.

Mezclar las fantasías con datos reales
las hace mas creíbles.

:-)

A.

(*) De acuerdo con la American Mosquito Control Association

Nice things

If you can't say nice things
then please say nothing at all.

Use SMS just to say good things.

A.

I AM

 

I AM

is the shortest complete sentence in the English language...

And the most powerful words all over the world.

It's more powerful than Abracadabra

Way more.

Search, read and be free.

A.

Abracadabra

Imagina por un momento
que quien sea que haya inventado
la palabra "Abracadabra"
en vez de eso hubiese dicho,  "Yoshida Kogyo Kabushibibaisha! "

Los actos de magia serian menos aburridos. No crees?

A proposito, te apuesto que has llevado contigo
"Yoshida Kogyo Kabushibibaisha"
en algun momento de tu vida.
(Mejor conocido como YKK en el zipper de tus vestidos)

Imagina un mago caro, exotico y lunatico
en un lugar caro, exotico y lleno de tontos
diciendo: Yoshida Kogyo Kabushibibaisha!
Y zas! Que saca un conejo asustado de su sombrero.

Me moriría de la risa.

A.

Paran.gari.cutiri.micuaro.

 

Parangaricutirimicuaro
suena como una invocación a Jobobabá o a Yayael.
Algo así como unas palabras mágicas
para volar en el atardecer.

Pero nones, ramones.

Que no es nada parecido.

Es solo el nombre de un pueblecito en Mexico.

Seria interesante ponerle ese nombre a un gato.

Te imagino llamando al gato para darle cena....
Toooodas las noches.

:-)

Genial.

Hay que buscar la diversión donde este...no?

A. 

Where are you?

Hey
Where are you?

Are you hiding in my writings?
Are you somewhere between Asia and my heart?
I can't find you
...and I miss you.

A.

Arlequín.

Tengo el cuerpo hecho de paja...
...la cabeza de aserrín!
Pero el corazón de azúcar...
Y mi nombre es Arlequín!

Esa frase me trae muy buenos -y gratos- recuerdos.

A propósito, a veces me pregunto:
como seria el mundo si las cosas se pudieran arreglar
con una maquina de viajar en el tiempo?
No se.

Quizás la perfección no está en nuestro menu.

Debemos entonces ser felices por decisión
porque nos da la gana.

O porque no hay nada mejor en que ocupar el tiempo!

:-)

A.

Singing

 

Singing...the act of sing
is like walking, exactly like walking.
Everybody can do it ( and is supposed to)
but only few do it with style.

Is...a reflex
just a reflex
like fear
...or sex.

A.

Sabias que...

Did you know that anything
a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g bothering you today
may not exist in your life
in 10 years from now.

...And may not exist at all in 100 years.

Think about it.

Open your eyes.

This is temporary.

Told u.

A.

Dinosaurios.

Se me ocurre ahora
-for no particular reason-
hacer algunas preguntas tontas
sobre los dinosaurios.

Quien los trajo?
Quien se los llevo?
Para qué los trajeron a este mundo?
Porqué dejaron sus fósiles regados por todo el planeta?

Donde estan ahora?

En Jurassic Park?

:-)

A.

Fruits and Vegetables.

Tomatoes and Jalapeños are fruits, not vegetables.

And for the records, Pineapple is neither pine or apple related...is a berry.

Who understand mother Nature?

Nobody!  Is a woman.

:-)

A.

Donuts are usually NOT organic.

Normal everyday Donuts are definitely NOT organic.

That's why when some distracted customer asked the Material Girl*
"Can I have an organic one?"
She replied squirting the jelly filling all over the shirt of the funny guy who asked.
...and then she got fired.

Anyway, she's like a virgin now...untouchable.

*Madonna Veronica Louise Ciccone.

:-)

A.

Tears

Since the chemical composition of your tears change, depending on your emotions, I was wondering,
what if, sudenly after a big dish of curry-something, you feel sooo happy that you can cry?

Will those tears be considered as curry-tears!?
Moreover, will those tears be spicy?

Things that make you go hmmm...

:-)

(Image: "Happy Tears"/Roy Lichtenstein / 1964 - POP ART)

A.

Eureka!

 

Hear this...There are in a Chess match around 400 different possible positions after one move each. There are 72,084 different possible positions after two moves each. There are over 9 million different possible positions after three moves each, and there are over 318 billion different possible positions after four moves each.

 

Now the good one is this, the number of distinct 40-move games in chess is far greater than the number of electrons in the observable universe!!!

 

The number of electrons is approximately 10^79 , while the number of unique chess games is 10^120 .

 

... And I love chess.

 

:-)

 

A.

Anoche soñé...

Anoche soñé
que yo te observaba - y te esperaba-
en algún lugar fuera de tu cascarón.
..y que tu me espiabas desde dentro.

Anoche fue una noche larga
no me hablaste ni en morse
...ni en señales de humo
ni mensajitos en una botella...nada.

Anoche te pinté en mis cielos de cine mudo
como la gran cocaleca sagrada
dorada, crispada y salada
...ardiendo en deseos de ser tomada.

Anoche te adiviné escondida en tu coraza
dando saltos de cisne confundido y desconfiado
y Yo afuera, con el mapa de tu tesoro
...y con deseos de un Omelette.

:-)

A.

 

Vegetable ice cream.

You are unique...you are.
Out of this -and others- worlds.
You are Fantastique...Magnifique...
One in a billion.

When I hear you saying "I love you"
it's the best gift I can possibly imagine...it is.
It's like my favorite ice cream:
"Pralines and cream".

Although, when you are not in a good mood
you can be as nice as a Ketchup ice cream.*

*The only vegetable ice cream made by Baskin Robbins.
(Never added to the 51 formal flavors list...
used only for 8 yrs old boys to disgust their sisters)

:-)

A.

Regardless

 

 

On the other hand,

regardless everything...

Regardless the possible lack of honesty in your heart,

regardless all that happened

After all the lies

-and teachers between us...-

In a very deep corner of my heart

I wonder if you think of me.

Completely useless I know...

but still I wonder.

Affairs of the heart

are such a strange creatures...

A.

La milla...

Como decía un viejo amigo,
cada vez que quería subrayar algún hecho
-el Ing. F. Martich-
"Por si te sirve de algo..."

Bueno, por si te sirve de algo...
te diré que después de ti,
salvo honrosas excepciones -que ahora probablemente descansan en paz-
el resto se vende por chatarra y deja beneficios...

Y es que no solo fuiste buena
fuiste la mejor.

En la carrera de la vida,
le lleva tu amor al resto
no solo una cabeza de ventaja
le lleva la milla. Varias veces.

Es tan corto el amor
y tan largo el olvido.

Y no hay nada que hacer.

(Para ser justos, este tenia que ser en Español)

A.

Best way to love...

The best way to love is...
to love like a shrimp!

Shrimps, my dear, have the heart in their heads...

That way they never lose the head because of their heart.

:-)

They keep cool and easy in any situation.

It may even allow them to buy a house in Indonesia!
(Private joke)

A.

The immortal jellyfish

Is there anything in this life, that never dies?

And the grammy goes to....The Turritopsis Nutricula!!

Of course, after receiving such an embarrassing name
the least thing God could do is to make it immortal.

:-)

A.

Turritopsis nutricula

I wish your love for me was like the Turritopsis Nutricula.

But as of now, I don't believe you. Not a word.

Somethings in life are hard to fake.

Smile is one of them. Love also can not be faked.

A.

Poke me pokemon, c'mon poke moi

Wake up.

facebook fans have no other form of life.

(Although there are several others forms of life. )

But you can choose. Go out. Breath. Live.

Play the game of life.

Go out. Open your eyes.

Phone home.

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Friends II

Sabes que me gusta de la gente que me rodea ahora? Nada.

En serio.

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Friends.

Recientememte, alguien que está cerca de mi
( hay "de los que son" y hay "de los que están")
me preguntó, en medio de una pequeña discusión
- y tus amigos...donde están?

Esa noche no supe que contestar
y me pasé el resto de la noche triste
muy triste.
Y ahora se me ocurre contestar.

Te acuerdas del cuento de los cerditos?

1-Este cerdito se murió en un accidente hace ya ocho años.
2-Este cerdito decidió divorciarse.
3-Este cerdito nunca fue mío y decidió casarse de nuevo.
4-Este cerdito siempre pelea y no puedo contar con el.
5- Y este cerdito murió recientemente en su país.

(Cinco cerditos, uno por cada dedo de la mano)

Y bueno, me toca seguir el show,
a ver si en el libreto aparecen nuevos cerditos.
Aunque de verdad no creo que los encuentre acá.
Aquí me siento como las embarazadas...puras nauseas.

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Boing!

A little kid may play for hours
with a toy that all it does is a "boing" sound
and every time -every time- it goes boinnnng boinnnng
the kid enjoys it and laugh like crazy.

He doesn't realize it's just a sound, a meaningless useless sound.
His mind is too young to understand it.
He can play the next day with the same toy
and still enjoys it as if it was a novelty.

The same happens with everybody
-at least with the majority-
People keep themselves busy with all kinds of stuffs
with all -all- kinds of meaningless stuffs...you name it.

Be it music, fashion, sex, food, now the web, etc.
People just don't realize that whatever it is, it's just a "boing"
a more sophisticated "boing"
a more expensive "boing" designed to keep you busy and hipnotized.

People are scared to accept their temporality in this world...
They just don' want to face it
and drag themselves and their families
into all different kinds of useless and complicated "boings".

What about you?
What's your fantasy?

What do you want from Oz?

Open your eyes.

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Poke me

Poke me
C'mon, poke me...
See if I care...
Hehehehe

I don't. Period.

Why?
You really wanna know?
Because I'm fake!
- like 80 percent of your facebook friends-

Yes, I'm fake
I'm batman..a fake super hero
besides, I'm a lego batman
not even the original fake one.

:-)

Hmmm
It gets worst in my analysis
I'm a picture!
I'm a picture in a blog!

So...again...poke me
and see if I care.

Told you...I don't exist!
neither do you.

Open your eyes.

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Open your eyes

We are the masters of our destiny.

We have the power to pull our own strings
and dance to our rythm.
-and go our own way-

We are our puppeteers.

Open your eyes.

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Good questions

Usually children ask better questions than adults.

May I have another cookie?
Sounds way better -and its likely to get a cheerful response
other than: Who's your lawyer?

:-)

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Eat Donuts, save the Cookies....NYPD

Cookies can be sooo cutes...

:-)

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Words

Words are powerful...
they define feelings
instruct procedures
and sometimes can make people happy.

Words are an essential part of the game of life.

A very important part.

Words can make you fly
and can also bury you in deep ground.
Words can feed your soul
and make the wind blow in your mind.

My favorites words
are " I Love You"
when they come from you.
Hmmmm....interesting!

:-)

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Crema de auyama.

Quisiera una crema de auyama
con un jugo de naranja
mientras veo Fox Movies
y googleo alguna pavada.

Parece fácil, pero quien me la hace?
Cualquier lugar se ve bonito por internet
pero el corazón de la auyama
solo lo conoce el cuchillo.

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