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jueves, 19 de abril de 2012

Mood:


This is how I feel right now. 

domingo, 16 de mayo de 2010

miércoles, 3 de febrero de 2010

Let the flames beging


Father, oh father,
I am ready
won't you let it beging?
'cause I am here now
I want to dance in
the mighty palm
of your hand
-Paramore

won't you let it beging? 'Cause i am here now.
Let the flames beging.

jueves, 14 de enero de 2010

I am a hero.



I've always wanted to become a Hero, so I could play with a valid excuse, jump everywhere without someone saying that I might get hurt, get dusty, run around, have some fun, and maybe save somebody before going to bed.

And after a while, I realized I don't need to be a hero after all.

lunes, 16 de noviembre de 2009

for reasons unknown


I said my heart,
it don’t beat,
it don’t beat the way it used to
and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.
And my lips,
they don’t kiss,
they don’t kiss the way they used to,
and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown;
for reasons unknown;
for reasons unknown;
for reasons unknown.

Tengo una Killermania desde antes del concieeto, pero se agrava con el paso de los días... for reasons unknown.
a h o r a t e n g o u n c o m p r o m i s o .


gracias Joetcétera, Franm & Dahi.

lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2009

baile de avellanas

encontré esto en ffffound.com / me parecen interesantes.
texto por Leidy Gonzalez / créditos debajo de cada imagen.
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Mis pies ya no encontraron en suelo, me vi sobre la ciudad
pero danzaba un baile de avellanas con mi sonrisa intacta
mientras mi tío siguió en la búsqueda de esconder su hijo bastardo
como si fuera una sombra en su memoria.
Pero terca al fin,
mientras pelea contra la corriente,
en el baile de avellanas continuo.




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martes, 3 de noviembre de 2009

Somewhere only we know

And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?



miércoles, 13 de mayo de 2009

Wrong.

Wrong by Depeche Mode
--



I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yeah

viernes, 17 de abril de 2009

Nigeria Film by Liam Dunaway


"From the inside out we were formed
From the inside out we will fall
Soon this all will come to an end"
- Dredg

Soon this all (life, world, war...) will come to an end... at least that's my only hope.

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Picture by Liam Dunaway

sábado, 11 de abril de 2009

It's safe to say that you dig the back seat - Dance Gavin Dance

Exploring my music box I found my angry music as some friends like to call it.
This is so touching. Just so you know :)

"It's your persistence that makes me sick
It's not the sight of your face
And now I am so faint, caught up in just this way
I know that you can be more than this
This wasn't what I wanted
You said I sewed that dream alive
Climb farther into hate, is it this back seat making you itch?
Morals become something from a dream
This isn't the way to blow off steam
It's all in your head

Give up this is making me sick
My patience is wearing thin
I will be leaving you now stay away for long"


sábado, 28 de febrero de 2009

Memories of a day


As the twilight approaches my hair,
I'm just going to enjoy the show:
the colors, the warmth, the air...


And so I seat with my dear friends,
two generations of love,
and so I see the life pass by
and I enjoy what it brings to my door.

sábado, 1 de noviembre de 2008

About before going to bed




the world surounds me: a random guy going to work, a girl running on the streets, a dragon finding a new place to hide, a volcano and a mountain singing a song, a bird eating a whale, a rainbow turning gray and the colorful again, a chinesse girl saying good night to me, and giving me a tender kiss on the cheeks, a moment so vivid, the smell of the sun, a tender lullaby and memories of love.
~Roora Lullaby~

viernes, 10 de octubre de 2008

♫ Bum bum, man it's great to be crazy
Bum bum, man it's great to be crazy
silly and foolish all day long,
bum bum, man it's great to be crazy. ♪


Photos by: Pam Arrendel

sábado, 20 de septiembre de 2008

...in the sky with diamonds








Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And [she's gone.]


Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Newpaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone.

Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle
[The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes.]




Lucy is in the sky with Diamonds
-
The Beatles.


Photos by:
Paola Sanchez
.

domingo, 7 de septiembre de 2008

Shoot the Moon

Ahora estoy en Norah Jones mood ON...
Missing my friends back at VA, y divagando por pensamientos y sensaciones misceláneas.




The summer days are gone too soon
You [I] shoot the moon
And miss completely

And now you're left to face the gloom
{The empty room that once smelled sweetly}
Of all the flowers you plucked if only
You knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?


Now the fall is here again
You can't begin to give in
It's all over

When the snows come rolling through
You're rolling too with some new lover
Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason?
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season.