"Beautiful women are invisible; we're so dazzled by the outside that we never make it inside."

These Things.

"video1"

There is nothing to see here people keep moving on
Slowly their necks turn and then they're gone
No one cares when the show is done

Standing in line and its cold and you want to go
Remember a joke so you turn around
There is no one to listen so you laugh by yourself

I heard it's cold out, but her popsicle melts
She's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself
Says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out
It's cause of these things, it's cause of these things

Let make a fast plan, watch it burn to the ground
I try to whisper, so no one figures it out
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed
It's cause of these things, it's cause of these things

The crowd on the street walks slowly, don't mind the rain
Lovers hold hands to numb the pain,
Gripping tightly to something that they will never own

And those by themselves by choice or by some reward
No mistakes only now you're bored
This is the time of your life but you just can't tell


"video2 with Shirley Manson"

Si algún día me miras
abrazado de tu sombra
no me separes
déjame sólo
sin movimiento
como una lágrima
que corre por tu cuerpo
lamiéndote la piel...

Oh you sad one playing the angel, isn't so easy where you're from.
Oh you wild one devil's companion, you won't stay satisfied for long.
Oh you dark one eternal outsider, caught in the spider's web you've spun.
Oh you blind one gentle and kind one, seeing the world as a loaded gun.

I don't want you to change, anything you do.
I don't want you to be, someone else for me.

Stay as you are, the darkest star, shining for me majestically.

Hoy en tu cumpleaños podría, no sé,
conseguirte media tonelada de flores,
siete miradas distintas,
quinientos besos de sabores,
un collar de perlas amarillas o verdes,
dos boletos para el cine, un disco de los beatles
un trozo de carbón que en menos de mil años será un bello diamante
un diente de tiburón mmm...
una piedra lunar y hasta un foto de marte recien tomada
veinte poemas de amor y una canción desafinada
ciento cincuenta sueños dorados
y un par de fantasías mas terrenales
mi bolsa de canicas, mi infancia
y muchas felicidades
mis manos llenas de caricia envueltas para regalo
mi acta de nacimiento endosada a tu nombre
y tiempo para pensarlo
Hoy en tu cumpleaños podria conseguir
todo lo que tengo y soy para ti
y todo lo que venga a cambio de que...
no sé, algo se nos ocurrirá
y verdad que algo se nos acurrirá
algo se nos acurrirá....

[02/VIII/2008]

Here I stand the accused

With your fist in my face

Feeling tired and bruised

With the bitterest taste


x____O

"There is no such thing

as a mistake.

There are things you do,

and things you don't do."

Preferible Los Finales Inmediatos Y Misericordiosos Antes Que Las Amistades Largas Y Malintencionadas

Hoy buscas en mí un amigo que haga un poco por que alcances lo que anhelas, un amigo sería yo si te apoyara contra todo lo demás.

A un amigo tu dicha lo haría feliz aunque ésta te llevara lejos, y te fueras más allá de adonde yo te habría podido acompañar.

No me pidas ser tu amigo porque hay cosas en mí que este día no entiendo; por ejemplo que no puedo ser ese alguien que piensa en la comprensión, y ésta sólo me daría tranquilidad si a la vez tu me comprendieras esta tarde que me hace abrazarte fuerte cuando me dices adiós.

Un amigo te diría que todo marcha mientras se muerde los labios y por tí no extrañaría cada fin de año los días que no volverás...

Un amigo dejaría de hablar de cosas que sabe que te harán falta para hablarte de lo que hay más adelante aunque yo me quede atrás.

Sé que siempre fui el contigo que tuviste a cada instante de tu vida, alguien que lo daba todo sin pedirte ni siquiera la verdad,
Siempre tuviste este cómplice que vino sin que le necesitaras porque concebía el mundo desde tus ojos y ellos me querían mirar.

No me pidas ser tu amigo cuando me dejas saber que ya te marchas, no soy tan civilizado para comprender sabiendo que te vas...

Para tí seré aquél que hoy lo pierde todo, porque no supo escucharte, que para mí sólo seré un extraño en paz que nunca te dejó de amar...

Y si te abrazo,
es para sentir...

How can you lose something you never had???

How can you lose something you never had???

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

"there's no point in living, if you can't feel the life"

I will see you, in the next life

Faith...
youre driving me away,
You do it everyday,
You dont mean it but it hurts like hell.

i am all the days that you choose to ignore

enjoy the silence...

“For over a thousand generations, the Jedi knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the old Republic… before the dark times… before the empire.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi, Star Wars IV: A New Hope

Do You Realize!?!?!?

Do You Realize that you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize we're floating in space.
Do You Realize that happiness makes you cry.
Do You Realize that everyone you know someday will die.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes
let them know.
You realize that life goes fast.
It's hard to make the good things last.
You realize the sun doesn't go down.
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round.
Do You Realize that everyone you know
Someday will die.

an eternity of this
like falling angels
the world disappeared



is it always like this?

All I want to do is see you again,
Is that too much to ask for?

I just want to see your sweet smile ,
Smiled the way it was before.

Well Ill try not to hold you,
And Ill try not to kiss you,
And I wont even touch you.

All I want to do is see you,
Dont you know that its true.

Préstame tu sueño, y duérmeme...

embrújame, volvámonos eternos.

Quiero ser el único que te muerda la boca.

vamos a dar una vuelta al cielo,
para ver lo que es eterno...

Si Dios fuera mujer

... ¿yo que haría?

How I wish you could see the potential,
the potential of you and me...

I will possess your heart.

What's in there?

Only what you take with you.

Yeah they
really want you...

They really want you...

...But I do too.

I want to be the boy with the most cake .

Wish I had lipstick on my shirt



...Instead of piss stains on my shoes

Sere un guerrero de sangre...
...para que nadie te haga daño.

I have had people walk out on me before,
but not... when I was being so charming.

Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it?

You met me at a very strange time in my life.

What Doesn’t Kill You...

Makes You...

Stranger.

That's the spirit.

Thank you.

Thank you for your honesty.

Don't say it.
 
Don't you fucking say "You're too good for me".

I am, but don't say it.

You're making the mistake of your life.

You're leaving me because you believe
that you don't deserve happiness,
but you do.

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

TCP/IP 25 YEARS!!!

HOY CUMPLE 25 AÑOS EL PROTOCOLO TCP/IP.

[si!!!, no solo es el nuevo año, jejeje]

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...