This is the end, my only friend, The end.

END OF 2007

temporada de patos!!!

"Meine Ehre heißt Treue"

The heart wants,

what the heart wants.

Frohe Weihnachten!!!

"Show me how you do that trick

The one that makes me scream" she said

"The one that makes me laugh" she said

And threw her arms around my neck

"Show me how you do it

And I promise you I promise that

I'll run away with you

I'll run away with you"



Spinning on that dizzy edge

I kissed her face and kissed her head

And dreamed of all the different ways I had

To make her glow

"Why are you so far away?" she said

"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you

That I'm in love with you"



You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels

Dancing in the deepest oceans

Twisting in the water

You're just like a dream



Daylight licked me into shape

I must have been asleep for days

And moving lips to breathe her name

I opened up my eyes

And found myself alone alone

Alone above a raging sea

That stole the only girl I loved

And drowned her deep inside of me



You

Soft and only

You

Lost and lonely

You

Just like heaven

10.15

on a saturday night

and the tap drips under the strip light

and i'm sitting in the kitchen sink

and the tap drips drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...



waiting for the telephone to ring

and i'm wondering where she's been

and i'm crying for yesterday


and the tap drips drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...

it's always the same...

Always know if the juice
is worth the squeeze.

The day we stop lookin',
                 is the day we die.

THX1138

I see a river, It's oceans that I want.
You have to give me everything, Everything's not enough.

It's my desire, To give myself to you
Sometimes

Sometimes I try, Sometimes I lie, with you
Sometimes I cry, Sometimes I die, it's true
Somewhere I find, Something that's kind

And I've crossed the line again, A line I drew in sand.
Still you give me everything, And everything's not enough.

I'm ready but not willing, To give myself to you
Sometimes

Sometimes I try, Sometimes I lie, with you
Sometimes I cry, Sometimes I die, it's true
Somewhere I find, Something that's kind

Come on over, Lay down beside me, And I'll try
Come on over, Lay down beside me, And I'll try
And I'll try

I want it all

I'm lost in a forest,
all alone.
The girl was never there,
it's always the same.
I'm running towards nothing,
again and again and again...

and if you fool yourself...

you will think you're happy.

you're really in a laundry room.

Pasa el tiempo y ahora creo que
el vacío es un lugar normal.

i'm an inmortal star.

here.

"I wish i could eat the salt off your lost faded lips"

...

Sometimes I try to do things and it just doesn't work out the way I wanted to.
I get real frustrated and I try hard to do it and I take my time and it doesn't work out the way I wanted to.
It's like I concentrate real hard and it doesn't work out
Everything I do and everything I try never turns out
It's like I need time to figure these things out
But there's always someone there going


-Hey Isra:
You know we've been noticing you've been having a lot of problems lately.
You know, maybe you should get away and maybe you should talk about it, maybe you'll feel a lot better


-And I go:
No it's okay, you know I'll figure it out, just leave me alone I'll figure it out. You know I'll just work by myself.


-And they go:
Well you know if you want to talk about it I'll be here you know and you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it.


-And I go:
No I don't want to I'm okay, I'll figure it out myself and they just keep bugging me and they just keep bugging me and it builds up inside and it builds up inside.


So you're gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have any say
They'll brainwash you until you see their way.


I was in my room and I was just like staring at the wall thinking about everything
But then again I was thinking about nothing
And then my mom came in and I didn't even know she was there she called my name
And I didn't even hear it, and then she started screaming: ISRA! ISRA!


-And I go:
What, what's the matter


-And she goes:
What's the matter with you?


-I go:
There's nothing-wrong mom.


-And she goes:
Don't tell me that, you're on drugs!


-And I go:
No mom I'm not on drugs I'm okay, I was just thinking you know, why don't you get me a Pepsi.


-And she goes:
NO you're on drugs!


-I go:
Mom I'm okay, I'm just thinking.


-She goes:
No you're not thinking, you're on drugs! Normal people don't act that way!


-I go:
Mom just give me a Pepsi please


All I want is a Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me.
Just a Pepsi.


They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves
Drug you up because they're lazy
It's too much work to help a crazy


I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a chair and they sat down, they go:
Isra, we need to talk to you


-And I go:
Okay what's the matter


-They go:
Me and your mom have been noticing lately that you've been having a lot of problems,
You've been going off for no reason and we're afraid you're gonna hurt somebody,
We're afraid you're gonna hurt yourself.
So we decided that it would be in your interest if we put you somewhere
Where you could get the help that you need.


-And I go:
Wait, what do you mean, what are you talking about, we decided!?
My best interest?! How can you know what's my best interest is?
How can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to say, I'm crazy?
When I went to your schools, I went to your churches,
I went to your institutional learning facilities?! So how can you say I'm crazy.


They say they're gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally I'll be dead


I'm not crazy - in an institution
You're the one who's crazy - in an institution
You're driving me crazy - in an institution


They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself


It doesn't matter I'll probably get hit by a car anyway

[st-i]

"solo con el corazon podemos ver claramente,
lo escencial es invisible a los ojos"

Why does it always rain on me???

El Hombre no esta hecho para la derrota.
Un hombre puede ser destruido,
pero no derrotado.

E. Hemingway

Mujer que te acercas a mí, no quieras saber cómo me llamo.
Para ti soy el Ángel sin Nombre: ni puedo decírtelo, ni podrías pronunciarlo.
Sabía que vendrías de abajo, estaba escrito que la ciudad te enviaría a mí, y te esperaba.
Con la ansiedad de la tierra, que en su pálpito de tinieblas aguarda la claridad salvadora del sol, así te he esperado.
Y ahora que estás aquí, no te conozco.
Busco acercarme a ti, estiro la mano para tocarte.
Pero tu piel es llama y me quema, no sé resistir el dolor intensísimo del contacto.
No me hables, no me mires.
Tus palabras me aturden y tu mirada se clava, intolerable, en mis ojos.
Pero no te alejes.
Mucha cercanía me asfixia, mucha distancia me mata.
Veo tu pelo ondular al otro lado del cristal, la maraña de tu pelo que flota y que llena tu lado del espacio.
Me aterra tu cuerpo incomprensible, huyo de tus manos que quieren agarrarme, pero la niebla rubia de tu pelo me llama, bondadosa, me invita a salir del frío y a hundirme en la música de su fiesta amarilla.
No me asusta tu pelo porque es excrecencia, ya salió de ti y no te pertenece, me acompaña pero no me atrapa, me roza pero no me quema.
Toco tu pelo y no siento dolor.
No insistas en saber cómo me llamo.
Tal vez no tengo nombre, y si lo tengo es múltiple, y mutante.
Mi nombre, mis nombres: huidizos, equívocos, cargados de resonancias.
No hay en tu mundo oídos que perciban su frecuencia, ni tímpanos que no revienten con su eco.
No quieras hablarme: tus palabras son ruido.
Llegan a mí fragmentadas, son trozos afilados de un vidrio roto.
Me lastiman haciéndome sangrar, y nada me dicen.
No intentes quererme: tu amor me destruye.
No pretendas que te quiera: no soy de aquí, no estoy aquí, trato de llegar y no puedo.
Me atormenta tu presencia: pesa demasiado.
Tu peso quiebra mis alas y desata mis miedos.
Tu pelo, en cambio, me recibe alegre, y en él anido.
Sus hebras solares me hacen cosquillas, me hacen reír.
No te alejes.
No me toques, no te acerques tanto, pero no te vayas.
Ten conmigo infinita paciencia, porque infinito es el número de los días que te esperé.
Acógeme en tu pelo que es manto de lana, estampida de ovejas por praderas de luz.
Rescátame de la existencia ambigua, de la confusión del aire.
Limpia esta sustancia turbia, hecha de lejanía y silencio, que se adhiere a mis sentidos y los nubla, que penetra en mis entrañas y me ahoga.
Que sea el manantial tibio de tu pelo el que me arrope, y no las sombras.

L. Restrepo

"...para que pueda ser, he de ser otro,

salir de mí, buscarme entre los otros,

los otros que no son si yo no existo,

los otros que me dan plena existencia,

no soy, no hay yo, siempre somos nosotros..."



O.Paz

Policia Karma

Karma police,
arrest me please,
i talk in maths.

I buzz like a fridge,
i'm like a detuned radio.

Karma police,
arrest this girl,
her pretty smile.

is making me feel ill,
And i have crashed into her.

This is what i get,
when i mess with her.

Karma police,
Ive given all I can,
its not enough.

Ive given all I can,
but she doesn't know,
how hard i try.

This is what i get,
when i mess with her.

And for a minute with her,
I lost myself, I lost myself.

For a minute with her,
I lost myself, I lost myself...

la muerte
esta tan segura
de su victoria,
que nos dara
toda una vida
de ventaja.

Fear leads to anger.

Anger leads to hate.

Hate leads to suffering.

THE DAY + 1.

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...so here i am, waiting for THE DAY to come, once again...

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Do you mean this horny creep set upon weary feet,
who looks in need of sleep that doesn't come,
this twisted tortured mess, this bed of sinfulness,
who's longing for some rest and feeling numb.
A vicious appetite visits me each night,
and wont be satisfied wont be denied,
an unbearable pain a beating in my brain
that leaves the mark of cain right here inside.
What am I supposed to do?
when everything that Ive done
Is leading me to conclude
I'm not the one.
Is there something you need from me?
are you having your fun?
I never agreed to be Your holy one.

Whatever Ive done

Ive been staring down the barrel of a gun

I'm sick of spending
these lonely nights

The Ultimate Answer to the Great Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.

"Forty-two!" yelled Loonquawl.

"Is that all you've got to show for seven

and a half million years' work?"

"I checked it very thoroughly,"

said the computer,

"and that quite definitely is the answer.

I think the problem,

to be quite honest with you,

is that you've never actually

known what the question is."

Las monedas tienen dos caras.

Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei.

El lado positivo.
Ideales.

• Defensa de Sangre y Tierra (en aleman: "Blut und Boden" - idea representada por los colores rojo y negro de la bandera).
• Fuerte exhibición de la cultura local.
• Regeneración del arte.
• Amor a la Naturaleza y creación de reservas naturales y leyes de protección de la Naturaleza.
• Proyecto "Belleza en el trabajo" para mejorar las condiciones laborales de los obreros.
• Creación del Frente de Trabajo, que aglutinaba a los trabajadores de Alemania para un mejor entendimiento de los problemas de estos.
• Creación de la "Ayuda de Invierno" para acabar con el hambre y la penosa situación de muchos alemanes antes del Reich.
• Grandes actos de masas para fomentar el espíritu colectivo.

Esos son buenos ideales que no siempre se lograron ver gracias a la mala prensa.

Falta de Cultura.

Personas Mayores

Me dirigia a una junta con unos compañeros, y al ir en el camino me di cuenta de algo que habia dejado pasar [lo habia notado antes pero me parece que no me habia puesto mucho a razonar sobre eso] y es la falta de cultura que tiene la gente sobre las personas mayores [si, o bueno para que entiendan los viejitos, abuelitos, etc.]. Recuerdo que de pequeño cuando a uno [por lo menos a mi si] lo enseñan a respetar a sus mayores [si ya se, te vale cuando es tu hermano enfadoso que solo te lleva un año ::no es mi caso::] osease a las persona adultas [sin importar que fueran o no viejitos, pero si si pues con mas razon]. Ahora en dia, no se que le ha pasado a esta ciudad o a esta gente que aveces desconosco y no recurdo hace años haber vivido aqui y asi, por que te topas a cualquier persona [ya sea señor, joven o incluso niño] y asi como si fuera cualquiera agreden [tratan mal, insultar, etc.], malatienden, o simplemente lo ven feo. Digo yo: "POR QUE?", por que pasa eso, "QUE?", si yo se, son personas adultas o mayores, "Y ESO A MI QUE?", a fin de cuentas son personas tambien "O NO?", no te culpo si no te inculcaron modales tus padres, no los culpo tampoco a ellos, a fin de cuentas todo esta en ti, asi que entonces minimo dales el respeto que se merecen como personas que son, ya no por ser adultas o mayores, ahora solo por ser simples personas, si asi como tu tambien lo eres.................. [Reflexiona] Que? Te Vale? En Serio? Pues solo espero a que no llegues a estar en su lugar, por que asi como tu, ellos tambien estubieron en el tuyo.

..::Piensalo::..

Pinches Capitalistas.

ESTA ES LA PIRAMIDE DEL MALDITO SISTEMA CAPITALISTA
[DEFINIDA EN 6 ETAPAS O PISOS]

1ER PISO: AL FONDO [HASTA ABAJO, SOSTENIENDO TODO] TENEMOS AL TODO EL PUEBLO, LA CLASE TRABAJADORA.
-FRASES (2). "WE WORK FOR YOU" Y "WE FEED YOU". HACIENDO REFERENCIA A LO QUE HACEN POR EL ESTUPIDO SISTEMA [ELLOS SON LA BASE, SIN ELLOS VALIERA MADRE ESTE SISTEMA].

2DO PISO: LA HIGH CLASS [ALTA SOCIEDAD], LAS PERSONAS QUE TIENEN QUIEN LES TRABAJE, QUIEN LES COCINE, ETC.
-FRASE. "WE EAT FOR YOU". PUES COMO LO DICE ELLOS SE COMEN TU COMIDA, LO QUE TU CULTIVAS O COSECHAS, POR LO QUE TU TRABAJAS.

3ER PISO: EL EJERCITO, EL QUE DEBERIA PROTEJERTE. LO UNICO QUE HACE ES IMPEDIR QUE TE LES ACERQUES O REBELES A LOS ESTUPIDOS CAPITALISTAS.
-FRASE. "WE SHOOT AT YOU". SI NO OBEDECES TE DISPARAMOS, SI TE REBELAS TE DISPARAMOS.

4TO PISO: LA IGLESIA [JAJAJAJAJA]. LA MAS GRANDE FARZA DE TODA LA HISTORIA.
-FRASE. "WE FOOL YOU". PUES SI, TE ENGAÑAN, DE POR SI LOS CAPITALISTAS TE QUITAN TU DINERO PUES ESTOS TE HACEN CREER EN ALGO A CAMBIO DE TU DINERO [QUE TIENES QUE DAR PARA QUE SE TE CUMPLA TAL COSA, QUE SI NO NOS DAS TU DINERO NO ERES DIGNO DE NOSOTROS, ETC. MALDITOS BASTARDOS].

5TO PISO: PRESIDENTES, REYES, LIDERES [COMO QUIERAS LLAMARLOS].
-FRASE: "WE RULE YOU". PUES SI, ELLOS SON LOS QUE TIENEN EL CONTROL DE TI [AUNQUE SEAN UNOS PENDEJOS, A FIN DE CUENTAS SON LOS QUE MANDAN EN ESTE SISTEMA].

6TO PISO: EL CAPITAL [DONDE ESTA TODO EL CAPITAL POR EL QUE TANTO LUCHAS DIA A DIA Y OTROS NIVELES SALEN VENEFICIADOS Y TU TE FRIEGAS]
-FRASE: "CAPITALISMO".

Y AHORA QUE? APOCO TE GUSTA ESTE SISTEMA? PIENSALO BIEN.
ESPERO QUE NO SEAS UN POBRE ESTUPIDO SIN IDEAS.

FUCK CAPITALISM

checkmate...

checkmate in one move.

La definición de tus sentimientos, En palabras nadie puede explicar, de verdad, Cómo se creó todo el universo, Hay preguntas que por siempre quedarán sin contestar, Cada uno tiene su filosofía, Cuál es su momento y hacia dónde van a terminar.

Cada decisión afecta el futuro, A veces para bien y otras para mal, qué será, Todos mis recuerdos cambian con el tiempo, Voy cambiando de manera de pensar, al pasar.

Hoy somos una emoción, Mañana solo una pieza, Buscando un lugar, Todo tiene que encajar, Solo somos una pieza, Buscando un lugar.

"Una mentira repetida mil veces se convierte en una verdad".

(Paul Joseph Goebbels)

if you are there and i am here...
...someone is in the wrong place.

Grindhouse...

Si, hoy fui a ver esta pelicula. Yeah estubo muy entretenida. Tubo de todo.... balazos, mujeres, armas, sangre, mujeres, mostros, carros, peleas, mujeres, cosas asquerosas, cosas que espantan de momento, cosas chistosas, muchos famosos inesperados, muy buenos comerciales [jejeje], pero pues lo curada de estas tres horas y media fue que te dan dos pelicula por el precio de una [o si quieres verla desde otro punto de vista, una pelicula con dos historias e intermedio para comerciales y trailers]. No mentire diciendo que es la mejor pelicula de todos los tiempos, pero si es recomendable para verla.

Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her, Slashed her wrists, bored with life, Didn't succeed, thank the lord, For small mercies.
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again, Sixteen candles burn in her mind, She takes the blame, its always the same, She goes down on her knees and prays.

Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything, Found new life in jesus christ, Hit by a car, ended up, On a life support machine.
Summers day, as she passed away, Birds were singing in the summer sky, Then came the rain, and once again, A tear fell from her mothers eye.

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours, But I think that god's got a sick sense of humor, And when I die I expect to find him laughing.

Put It On...

Put it on And don't say a word.
Put it on The one that I prefer.
Put it on And stand before my eyes.
Put it on Please don't question why.
Put it on I can feel so much.
Put it on I don't need to touch.
Put it on Here before my eyes.

Put it on Because you realise
And you believe.

I had a nightmare only yesterday.

You played a skeleton.

You took my love then died that day.

UP OR DOWN???

..::CHOOSE WISELY::..

A BEAUTIFUL MIND...

The True Value

Now i want an iPOD

I GOT THE POWER,

I AM THE POWER!!!

The landscape is changing, the landscape is crying. Thousand of acres of forest are dying. Carbon copies from the hills above the forestline. Acid streams are flowing, ill across the countryside. Now were rearranging, theres no use denying. Mountains and valleys, cant you hear them sighing? Evolution, the solution, almost certainty. Can you imagine this intrusion of their privacy? Token gestures, some semblance of intelligence. Can we be blamed for the security of ignorance.

I don't care if you're going nowhere

Just take good care of the world