Up And Going

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Me and her, together
I need her and she needs me
One special bond between two special souls
That complement each other
One purple union that can bring me closer to that goal.

Up and going for this list
Up and going for the golden state
And if answers were never enough
Up and going for this current smile

She will join me forever
I won't let her down, and her reflect will carry me away
Me and her, together in a new hall
Just because my truth will never be a whole
Without her vision

Up and going for this feeling
Up and going for a fresh new vision
Perspectives will rain on my shoulders
Up and going tomorrow and the day after

Me and her, my inner truth
Happy 2010
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Maybe


Maybe a different night
Maybe a different life
but the fact is that I'll be thinking about it for a while

Maybe one different situation
Maybe two different people
but for sure, many ideas dying to become actions

Maybe with a different plan
Maybe in one unique dimension
but moments that I sigh for, and thoughts that still make me shiver after all these years

Maybe in a new shadow
Maybe with different convictions
but knowing that it would still represent a fake reality
because I don't like the way you feel besides this
your life behind this shared desire
and still, from me one simple and selfish answer
I'm here.
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You Fool

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You wanted anwers, so there
One step ahead and blame me for it
Just two seconds before I start listening again
Then come back and refuse what's real

You wanted the truth, and it was bitter
So there, I'm still standing
Before it comes back and eat you
I'll have my bed ready for your rest and sleep

You wanted guidance, what else can I do now?
Well then, turn me off
As easy as it sounds, I will be here still
My bad side will always give you that
Exactly what you want

You wanted me to show you
To give you light
You fool, you never really understood
Now blame me, and I'll laugh about it
There's your light, now Hang me for it
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In One Act

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Tomará solo unos minutos darle inicio al juego, si es que así pretendo llamarlo. Precisamente una laguna de estrategias que nos mantengan a salvo tras tal batalla de recuerdos y palabras encerradas; tanto tiempo que las esencias de lo que una vez fueron, se ven envenenadas por perspectivas falsas y fantasiosas de momentos recreados antes de tal día.

Pero luego de tantos meses, semanas y días será inevitable la realización de esos miedos recurrentes dentro de mi cabeza. Porque aún cuando el suelo haya secado y toda señal de vida se haya extinguido, este monstruo que llevo dentro aún controla mis sensaciones y emociones... julio sólo lo mantuvo cautivo un tiempo, pero ahora deberé verlo salir, libre.

Si tan sólo pudieses ser invisible entre ellos, si siquiera me permitieras verlos y saludarlos sin que tu presencia vaya a hacerme actuar tras una sonrisa que detesto tanto... si por un segundo fueses capaz de complacerme tan sólo en esto. Sólo pediría esa pizca de ideales juntos que una vez compartimos, para no tener que morder mi lengua y actuar como esa persona que dijiste una vez debía eliminar: alguien que debe esconder sus verdades para no alejar a otros.

Detras de esta máscara, espero atravesar este momento y salir tranquila de el... Porque la realidad es que siempre serás azul y yo siempre permaneceré gris en este marco.

Foto por Vivian Alvarez
En la foto: Wal
Letras de Hey Mercedes

Oh penny
it's aboout to begin
so write do it on your wrist and dig in
cold cold chicago
go-go dance out the door
before your party gets bored and ignores you
it's getting harder now to move all your dreams
and all the things that you need wave as they leave
oh penny
makes a mess of this man
if there's a simpler plan than please speak
cause we're in trouble now
our underground
we're in trouble now
and i don't believe you

oh penny
will you cease to exist
without the faintest of fists
the amuse me
i got a honey
in the sun of CA
and i am happy to say that it's working
we've been sailing thorugh unthinkable kinks
but now i think it will sink
if i'm staying
oh penny
you put me through hell
and i've got nothing to sell
that will save you

past is the laughable and
hardly passable as background
artist's apartment will be looted and hollowed in the now
so overmedicate in any state
ain't it great
certain fate
and my dear old sharona
keeps em on the floor and wanting more
oh penny
we're about to dig in
so won't you find me a friend and give in
oh penny
will the fun never end
or will it ever begin without you
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Disappear

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With one extraordinary idea
and if my mind had enough strength
I would blow them all away
for an empty space to surround us

One, two and three seconds
for this plan to work
hold my hand and let them lead the way
drown in this unique color of the night
break all clocks and help this moment last longer

I would float again
in a golden state
winter will have us still
if we could just swim and disappear
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Mio

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Se acumulan de formas organizadas o no, algunas veces llevan cierto tipo de clasificación y es increíble lo mucho que nuestra personalidad se refleja en esa visión de objetos acumulados. Variedades de intereses y gustos bordean dicha materia involucrando esencias tan propias.

Colecciones que se mantienen y se aman, se protegen contra cualquier mal y se llevan gran parte de nuestras energías. Porque ponemos nuestra alma en darle vida a esos objetos que coleccionamos. Un sentido de pertenencia y expresión interna sobre lo que nos dice nuestra colección... Porque nos habla, nos canta, nos hace saber que también nos siente.

Y es que el mirar y observar algo propio, algo que mantenemos genera cierto estímulo interno, una sensación invisible pero energizante... admiramos aquello que logramos incluir a nuestras diferentes casillas. Agregamos, admiramos, sentimos... Porque las colecciones están destinadas a expandirse, expando esta materia, esta idea y esta propuesta.

Colecciono objetos, pensamientos y momentos, organizados por una variable mente que sólo conoce de niveles inferiores de razones o entendimientos... Vengo a admirar mi colección, aquello y aquellos que forman parte de tal espacio físico, en esta dimensión de colores que adoro no comprender.

Sin saber exactamente las razones, expando esta costumbre de acumular sensaciones porque la verdad es que le encuentro sentido al debatirme entre mis adicciones y mis verdades.

Lyrics by Soda Stereo 

No hay modo, no hay punto exacto.
te doy todo, y siempre guardo algo.
si estás oculta cómo sabré quién eres.
me amas a oscuras, duermes envuelta en redes.
Signos, mi parte insegura.
bajo una luna hostil, signos.
Mar de fondo, no caeré en la trampa.
llámame pronto, acertijos bajo el agua.
si algo cedes, calmaré tu histeria.
con los dientes rasgaré tus medias.
Signos... uniendo fisuras,
figuras sin definir, signos...
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Come And Hit

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It felt like that, not so long ago
when your hopes were gone
fading as cold air
staring at them as a sad movie end
you were sure that was the road your expectations would leave

It's been too easy to asure
asure the not expecting
and that old sensation
dizzy but amazing inside you
you felt it once, then again but in your mind
it wasn't suppose to come back

Lying to yourself by saying
you do believe in surprises
but amusing yourself with this
this night
this sensation
this new version of life
something you keep on forcing to yourself

You are not in that place anymore
you've moved and your feet float
for new ideas
new rooms
and new kisses
can bring you back to a well-known heaven

Tonight, dedicating this song to that old version of you
who thought one love was enough,
forgetting about infatuated experiences
and seeing it wave in a far far distance
after a night like this, crushes make you float once more...

Lyrics by John Mayer

It's really over, you made your stand
You got me crying, as was your plan
But when my loneliness is through, I'm gonna find another you

You take your sweaters
You take your time
You might have your reasons but you will never have my rhymes
I'm gonna sing my way away from blue
I'm gonna find another you

When I was your lover
No one else would do
If I'm forced to find another, I hope she looks like you
Yeah and she's nicer too

So go on baby
Make your little get away
My pride will keep me company
And you just gave yours all away
Now I'm gonna dress myself for two
Once for me and once for someone new
I'm gonna do somethings you wouldn't let me do
Oh I'm gonna find another you
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But Then

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Clouds are turning off
despite the time, I thought they'd stay

No more drops of rain
behind this curtain, I thought it'd remain

One more shade comes clean
I thought it was already here

But then in a second you show up
and this world becomes normal again
no wonder can stay
within my whispers you stare

Flowers came to the party
and in a chance they felt disgrace

That old turtle would never forgive me
for a misunderstanding will never be given

Then color turned around
and there was I protecting the mirror
for a single moment, that could all disappear

But then in a second you show up
and this world becomes normal again
No wonder can stay
Within my whispers you stare
Within my whispers you share
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Prófugos

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Salían de uno en uno, a mi parecer la entrevista había finalizado y le tocaría al último grupo entrar, las ansias eran diversas aún cuando estaba segura de lo que se vendría.

Marcos de tiempo que parecen desvanecerse y separar la realidad en antes de una mirada y despues de ella, me levanté para acercarme a la puerta y ser la primera persona en entrar cuando él torpemente dijo "no big deal miss"


Como si el tiempo se burlase de quienes razonamos sobre él, deteniéndose para resaltar aquel acto... Existió una sensación extraña que recorrió mi cabeza mientras la mirada terminaba de confirmarme aquel encuentro.


Fue unos años antes, cuando aquella visita pasó al record de sus historias y cierto personaje hizo de las suyas al revelar ansias y deseos de exploración que tanta mala fama poseen. Su nombre hizo eco en lo que muchas expectativas con origenes ocultos transformaron, horas acumuladas frente a aquella repetida situación con distinto protagonista.


Aún mi cuerpo se encontraba paralizado ante tal muestra del universo, siendo mis ojos testigos de una variación a estas rutinas emocionales... mientras se alejaba volteó ligeramente a mirarme de nuevo, expresando lo que parecía ser una sonrisa complice de esta idea tan particular: sólo existe el presente en esta realidad nuestra.


Letras de Soda Stereo


Somos complices los dos
al menos se que huyo porque amo
necesito distension
estar asi despierto
es un delirio de condenados
Como un efecto residual
yo siempre tomare el desvio
tus ojos nunca mentiran
pero ese ruido blanco
es una alarma en mis oidos
No seas tan cruel
no busques mas pretextos
no seas tan cruel
siempre seremos profugos los dos
No tenemos donde ir
somos como un area desvastada
carreteras sin sentido
religiones sin motivo
como podremos sobrevivir
No seas tan cruel
no busques mas pretextos
no seas tan cruel
siempre seremos
siempre seremos profugos los dos
Ven
no seas tan cruel
no busques mas pretextos
no seas tan cruel
siempre seremos profugos
siempre seremos profugos
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Shuffle

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I had no intentions to come and write here tonight, but this song got to me and well... you'll see.

At first when I knew the information of the song, many things and memories came to my mind and as a nice surprise, I laughed. For a moment I traveled back to this amazing feeling and place where one soul and many shared ideas made me feel alone in such a magical way. So then, the title of the song and then the lyrics... It seemed to be perfect for a singular post about complaints, but as I'm feeling right now, it might be a bit different from what I expected.


There's no doubt that one island got left and as intense as this music is I assure that no words seem to come from my brain to my fingers as I type about the experience, it just disappeared in a tragic but kind of common way. And as I keep on listening to this guy with funny hair sing, I realize we all stay with each other until the end comes, creepy right?


Memories can't actually fade, and sensations can only transform which leaves us with new perspectives and the hopes of new rooms to explore. Sitting in that hall every once in a while to perceive what's around and hearing the sounds of old souls, but that could be a whole different post. Tonight can only be about the ghost of a place that I miss whenever my head turns back and remembers what was there for it... and as that frame seems to get smaller by the distance, I laugh when I see that one simple song can make it show up as if I just put myself back in that island.


3:12 minutes passed and I came back to my current position, constantly fighting infatuations, figuring out some surprising situations and stepping hard on this floor that feels so mine as it never felt before, still wanting more phrases... Maybe not the same unique feeling of being O.K. that we once shared, but definitely a sensation that seems to be good enough to make me write this and don't feel like texting "dododo.. did you hear the mcs new song?!"


P.S.: I hope this generates one simple smile... I've got to get this song in my ipod.. myspace can only work for a while..

THE Lyrics by Motion City Soundtrack


To the deep end
to the heartline holds,
straight jetterman holds
straight degenerate you can
little beaver trapped in medication
All strung out on novelty collapse it solves just try to comprehend
and leave the island of bitter beestings
severing and shattering free the self-infixing inbetween
taxilation walking up around you
guess whose on the waiting list
I'll let you in on something secret

I can disapear
any time I want to, time I feel you
shuffle through my skin
I am with you till the end

first you breathe out
than you have to breathe in
blast yourself repeatedly until it sticks until it sticks
so many eyelids carry on gidavern
festering interiors i'll have a breach in labors silouettes
My medication will medication
coursing through your inner space
I'm matergrate confused and counterfeit
kamakazi's sear the pun inside you
guess whose got it figured out
I'll let you in on someting secret

I can disappear
any time I want to, any time I feel you
shuffle through my skin
I am with you till the end
and I can decompose
when it suits me I accelerate
we get on all fours
I surrender to the scores

You'll never know how it feels
You'll never know how it feels
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

I can disappear,
any time I want to, time I feel you
Shuffle through my skin
I am with you till the end
I can decompose
when it suits me I accelerated
we get on all fours
I surrender to the score

and I can disappear
any time I want to, any time I feel you
shuffle through my skin
I am with you till the end
I'm with you till the end.
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Smile Behind The Screen

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As a unique routine you’re very much familiar with. For many different reasons that object seems to be important for you.


And you wonder… how is that a non-living item can make you feel like a child in front of his/her first Christmas present… a sensation that even when we grow up, we try to hold on to it, and fight who ever dares taking it away from us.


No one can really define what it is… it’s one unique status or emotion that we all share at one moment but still becomes something singular and special for each on… instead of using words, I smile.


…one smile that made you float for a couple of seconds.

…one smile that got you by surprise and the muscles on your face couldn’t help but to express that singular movement.

…one smile that you give to an object that can’t really see it, feel it or touch it.

…one smile that you wish could go through the glass and spread its energy to that other soul that has decided to join you in this amazingly surprising frame of time.


I smile behind the screen and might find myself giving away more and more smiles, and if reasons I seek for, all there will be is a single soul smiling back to a different screen.


Simple lines and a wonderful tool some people seem to have, that can make me feel different and connected to them… they use that tool and make me smile like this.


'Cause I could be caught in one surreal moment or just trying to figure out where his signals came from… but what’s for sure is that tonight, he’ll join me in the scary but joyful action of smiling behind a screen.


No picture for this entry, but one special song to sing along...



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The Spot

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This same spot I've seen before
I walked right by it, but took too much time thinking

if I should stop or not

then I walked away, and smiled about it
Always the same time.. 9:24 pm

Some more days passed by

I found myself walking near the spot once more

and it didn't surprise me to find myself

waiting to stay and check it out


One day I stayed, it was 9:24 pm

I stood there and watched people walk by me

talk right next to me

I heard you and I saw you

fixing this energy I felt standing here

then I walked away again.


Months went by and I kept on crossing myself with the spot

wondering why on earth my feet keep on guiding me

thinking about what there is to offer in here

knowing that I could stay just for too long

understanding that oh well.. it is you who I wait for


So now I walk by it,

and little notes I leave for you

I want to join you in the magic
but everything I know tells me not to.
Your soul is new to me, but the shadow not so much


Here I'll stand, whenever is 9:24 pm
so make a plan.
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Make Me Jump

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Meeting you in one alone Friday night
talking about that old love

fading crushes and making sure we're not copying that song

although yes, we're tierd of being alone


Search for me, and find one answer

one smile and one unique understanding

I'll be writing our love song, for no one

but as together as we suffer

one simple smile can surprise us

and we'll be golden for a couple of seconds


la la la

node your head with this song

and whisper that hidden idea

I won't hear it

and your secret will stay safe for more time


Hurry and be my company for a colorful frame of time

you're so good for me in this moment

for this time of my universe

and for a reaction in a universe

that seems to keep us connected


Sign in and we'll keep on figuring this out

for a moment that seems to eat other people alive

we smile to each other

we might be staying golden

in my own different dimension

you'll be safe from me.


I'll know it, when I see you
and your heart is not jumping right now,
we'll wait for our hearts to jump together for them
.
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Crossing Water

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They could meet and find each other
those moments could be saved
for one simple eternity.

So many "could" in a short phrase...
so many whispers in one line
'cause this river of mine
still carries the not knowing
ignoring
emptiness in one small answer.

Our waters once crossed and met,
the liked each other
but now that both have flouted
I can't stop drowning as if July never ends.

Tonight will be 122 days
2928 hours
and 175680 impulses
for the strength of this wave
that fights against me
for my hand not to reach and sink.

In other words,
I crossed your river
and I can't get out of it
until the water clears for me.

Other waters await
but you froze yours so much
that I no longer feel like belonging in it
I'll see you come back
not knowing my feet wait for that reaction
to swim away.

~
L in the photo
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Encounter II

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Would you let me walk down your street?
Would you sell me a bit of your time?

Amazing glitter I own and for some hours I could exchange them.


Would you leave your universe for a while?

And join me in this golden balloon that can only hold us before dawn.


Would you bring your music with you?

These notes of mine can make me smile

There's one bag of minutes before the guard comes back.


Swim in a naked space and some sounds to cheat time

Clocks fell in love with our laugh.


Would you think about this dream before he wakes up?

From his body we took this energy,

these movements

and after is all gone...

your soul shall go back to that other universe.


Would you let me say good bye once more?

Would you remind me about this moment?

We shall meet again soon.
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Extraordinary

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Your perspective will always be the same, whether you make changes in your steps or not, the vision provided will remain, something different will always be needed.

You could take a moment of your day and think of your life as kind, special, regular or that rush could surprise you on an early morning, and you might wonder if this is all there should be for you, well then.. you can always tell yourself that some things could be different, as if different would be relative to happiness.. is different always good?


We will always need/want more, new ideas and ways to reach out, new opinions and getaways for illusions to become real. The control of time and other people's effect in our lives, we will always need/want more from them, from us. But after getting it you'll end up in that same place, gathering memories and fantasies of "what if"...


But while you're sneaking around, you might miss the greatest answer for this deal there is... Surprise yourself by knowing that without knowing things can become extraordinary, in a matter of time, shapes and shades. Only surprises can change your ordinary road into an extraordinary world. But we can really screw it up...


If you seek, the surprise won't show up

If you force change, the surprise won't help

If you wait, the surprise will laugh


Let yourself be surprised by this universe and extraordinary your day will be
.
Ordinary still?


Lyrics by Natalie Merchant

When I was just a little girl my mamma said to me,
"beware of the devil my child

In the dark rocky places he'll keep

Beware of the devil my child

Beware of his charming ways

You'll fall under an evil spell

Just looking at his beautiful face

You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside"


"don't go walking by the riverside

Alone in the pale moonlight

He'll come up upon you girl

With no earthy body in sight

Come up upon you girl

And he'll whisper something sweet

Then take you where the waters rise

So high and run so deep."


"you gotta build yourself a levee deep inside

Gotta build yourself a levee deep inside

Build yourself a levee girl when the waters run high"


Now when I was just a little girl my mamma said to me,

"beware of the devil my child

But if by chance you should meet

Beware of his cold dark eyes full of bold and unholy deceit

He'll tempt you with a whirling pool of lies and promises

He'll deny or that he will never keep"


"you gotta build yourself a levee deep inside

Gotta build yourself a levee deep inside

Build yourself a levee girl when the waters run high"
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1:08 AM

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And here I am once again, facing this ceiling
because I guess you were all waiting

there's a new face and soul sitting here with us

without knowing, my energy brought you here tonight and I don't seem to be surprised by it

So hey you...


Filling this room with terrible and bad ideas that make us laugh

'cause you're hanging up there and there's so much I can share with you

staring at each one of you and all these ideas you see in my eyes

oh no, disaster

it is why we're doing this, this way...

before you all wake up and feel weird

maybe you had a dream and wonder why

did I make you think about me?


Clicking clock and shining mirrors

for a moment we're all quiet and the silence takes us softly

and while that song plays underneath the energy

I thank you for coming during my sleep


It is 1:08 AM and the feeling is still great every night.
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Wake Up.2

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As if that rush could make your feet go faster and faster
light wind through your hair and directly to your neck,

fall down just for the time needed

with musical sadness and a cup of honey for dinner.


There are some orange squares indicating the way

but you won't make it unless you breathe in and lift your body

come back from that wonder come back from that hole.


When you went to that space you felt the energy and it was real

but as you fell you could smell the strawberrys and nothing felt so sick then

Look up and you will see no one

You might wait for a while during the fall

but he won't show up

and he might not understand this

maybe if you look down

Wonderfully waiting by that gray door...


It gets clear and light feels so warm on your face

you can almost smell the tangerines now.
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So, After

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And what happens after your mind has set up an idea?
Truth it is that the more certain, the more you glow

What happens after your actions respond to that awareness?

There is a world that won't stop throwing its effects on you

So what happens after you told them how you felt?

So they say, there are some that will fight back and some that will settle

What happens with that you've been hiding from your choices?

It looks back at you and you have no answer that seems to satisfy

And what happens when that other you seems to be gaining power?

You just wish for them not to know.

Saying hello to a fear that you thought was gone...
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Rain No

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Rain no more the moments I've waited.
Rain no more for all the times I waited for you to wake up.
Rain no more for the times I thought things were meant to be like that
Rain no more for my perspective of all.

If I could make you disappear
If I could erase from this frame
If I had that magical power
If I cared enough for myself,

Rain no more in my heart
Rain no more for your experiments with me
Rain no more for the ones I push away
Rain no more for my body and its pain

If I could make you face your truth, and to me.
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Bite Your Tongue

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Some say that is not very healthy to relay your process of feeling better on someone new every time, and some others would agree with the first group’s opinion. And they might be right, but I can't avoid it, as they come they go, but I have them and they have me.


I guess that it just feels right to connect that story with another soul that has other stories, another kind of sand under their shoes, a different vision of what a good coffee can do to your brain. Or maybe why that song has no description and it is just wonderful at 3:27 am.


I also believe in the back and forth of words pushed by ideas that have their own will, they go and deliver what you’re still figuring out; or you could be more precautious and think about it many times before putting it all together, but for sure you can hardly wait for the returning sea.


Because who really cares besides you? And now that you think about it you can’t help feeling stupid, the answer is actually no one. So lean your head a little, play that song again and remember how good it feels like tonight, moments when you confirm what makes you smile these days, and the reason that got you connected, they only care for their space in their textbox… that daily interaction.


Lyrics by Duncan Sheik


Such an annoying conversation

I'm sorry but I'm tired of trying

To be some picture of compassion

...and anyway it sounds like I'm lying

...and yes I've heard the words has conspired

To steal away your god-given right

To a happy home and comfortable children

Next you'll sue them for abandoning you


So bite your tongue

You're not the only one

Who's been let down

Bite your tongue

Maybe it's good for you

To hit the ground

Oh, christ...it's gonna sound like I'm agreeing

With the most ultra-boring ideas

Of pops psychological western gurus

Who haven't gotten lucky in years

...and so you see I have no intention

Of giving you the easy way out

yes I'll smile as I burn the self-help section

Of my local bookstore


Blame the shapes and blame the angles

Blame it on your own dark planes

If you blame on something other...

The victim's somg remains...

Remains...

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Dream Maker

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*So they say you're here to see me, and I thought you weren't brave enough... so speak up.

- I've made my decision, and I need you to make it real.

*Real can never be the word to describe my performance within your mind, if fantasy isn't what you're looking for, you must leave now.

- There's nothing real in the steps I take, or the situations I'm in.

*If fake ideas may fill your desire, then breathe with me while I steal your thoughts and leave my magic inside your head.

- Then if so, I will only seek for my nights to be long and clear... and all that I work for will turn into energy for my eyes to stay closed; your dust makes me fly.

*Breathe again and don't ever face the ground, for a tragic fall you must avoid. There's only magic and invisible air in this room, so make it yours with this power I provide.

- And if I get to realize that living the dream is better than reality...

*... then I'll grow in you as oxygen expanding in human's lungs... But awaking is beyond my power and dreams can never be this fantastic unless your mind is resting under my control.

- Then make that happen...

Lyrics by Kelly De Martino


Don't you see
All I wanted to be
Was just like you
And here I am
Guitar in my hand
And I'm just like you

Don't you see
All I wanted to be
Was just like you
And here I am
Packed my bags and ran
And I'm just like you

Don't you see
All I wanted to be
Was just like you
And so I'll go
Still love you though
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First

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There's always a first time for everything, and it becomes the cover of special albums you start collecting during your walk.

The first time your body felt like shaking in the presence of that other energy.
The first time you let someone else know what you really thought.
The first time you made your versions clear and felt good about it.
The first time you decided to be irresponsible and liked it.
The first time you heard that song.
The first time you felt like your skin was born after a touch.
The first time you waited for the tears to come but a different feeling surprised you.
The first time you realized you needed that control.
The first time you began counting times and dates.
The first time someone stole your kiss.
The first time you saw colors in everything.
The first time you made a mistake and couldn't forgive yourself.
The first time you made someone say that line and then blamed him for it.
The first time you thought about someone else while being with this other person.
The first time your heart felt different in a terrible way.
The first time your thoughts became dancing species.
The first time you felt that desire of holding a hand.
The first time you knew you could change realities for a future with less disappointments from his soul.

Just because I will never run out of them...

Lyrics by No Doubt

You and me
We used to be together
Everyday together always
I really feel
That I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe
This could be the end
It looks as though you're letting go
And if it's real
Well I don't want to know

Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts

Our memories
Well, they can be inviting
But some are altogether
Mighty frightening
As we die, both you and I
With my head in my hands
I sit and cry

Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts

It's all ending
I gotta stop pretending who we are...
You and me I can see us dying...are we?

Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't tell me cause it hurts!
I know what you're saying
So please stop explaining

Don't speak,
don't speak,
don't speak,
oh I know what you're thinking
And I don't need your reasons
I know you're good,
I know you're good,
I know you're real good
Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la
Don't, Don't, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin'
Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush
don't tell me tell me cause it hurts
Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush darlin'
Hush, hush don't tell me tell me cause it hurts
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Five Minutes

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Five minutes to go over that conversation again
Five minutes before you start asking where we stood once more

Five minutes before that songs plays again

Five minutes before I force myself to deal with it

Five minutes until this whole frame disappears

Five minutes before I start yelling again

Five minutes for your eyes to tear me down

Five minutes before we go back to our corners and think of our next move


Five minutes to hide

Five minutes to be quiet

Five minutes of not listening

Five minutes to drive you crazy


I'm smiling in here

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In 4 Is Gone

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Remember about your careless time
and the point where you began looking down
staring at your shoes
they never walked alone


Remember the endless smile

and the pain behind those muscles

holding all that air inside

you kept so much for yourself


Remember the power that was beneath it

and that transparent door

we could both see through it

but did you ever understand the image
?

Remember how the future used to look like

and all the corners I began to find

you became a master in your art

and yesterday changed what I needed forever

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Huddled In A Bundle

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Just as in a magical and twisted way I turn regular stuff about a day into a musical fantasy of a wonderful experience, maybe like falling into that hole of Alice…


Nothing to do with the main title of this, but as common for many as it is for me, bumping into others happens in a daily basis. Random people, people you might not wanna run into, people that you were expecting to see that day, people who in a subconscious level you put right in front of you just to see a reaction, and other simpler reasons… but there they are and so as you.


It gets colorful just for a second and it might be extended for a little longer, but the energy and electricity positive or negative that gets created, inspired me to write about it. You bump into someone, you say hi and that other soul answers back, there’s the interaction and then you both move on with what you were doing before that… maybe just walking.


But in your minds something might change, the screen turns into moments or ideas that come up reacting to that encounter and you travel in time and dimensions as big as your imagination could be. For a long time or for just a few minutes you were connected with that walking being that met you in an equal place and an equal time, surrounded by one unique universe before you move apart.. Just blank ideas or funny stories.


Because my head could be less intense and more boring but is not… And just because you have probably thought about this but never grew this much in you.


In the photo: Wal & Vivian

Lyrics by Hey Mercedes

so the soldiers soak up all the sun
and the company is continually struck dumb
now everyone wonders where we're from
while the level-headed are heading for their homes
way before they come
all i know is i'm never gonna go
the safe way home
so heres a clue for all you new boy destroyers
never ever think about granting us piece
but please relieve the clarity and forget them
before our loyal own start moaning like children
before their uniformed brethren
send them to heaven
all i know is im never gonna go
the safe way home
quality time with the unkind is better than being alone
it's all i know
why does every evening have to end this way
huddled in a bundle in a dark dark doorway
freezing please baby throw down some keys
let this kitten in
meow it's me
all i know is i'm never gonna go
the safe way home
quality time with the unkind is better than being alone
it's all i know
why does eveery evening have to end this way
why oh why does every evening have to end
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Meet Me After They Leave

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To come close in a way that I assume you might notice the essence of this wave
There's a space that gets fill with air and movements,
it feels deep and heavy to wait for the second to get near you
and make my steps worth the effort

Memories will be the only thing to hold on to after all this
and for me it has been a whole life of thinking about mixing colors,
so after this I'll ask you not to...

I can see through your desire and there's an invisible space between us
and reality can't make it happen, I'm asking you please..
Join me in this only born green, purple and orange
without asking each other where they came from or what they'll do later

Make it fake, make it true, make it wonderful and plastic for us...
You're the one with the remote buttons, it is too heavy for me to carry,
all I see is yellow and blue uniting...
You could lift us beyond this atmosphere.

It's passing by... You and that spirit, you both and your happiness
but us and our so needed dream in a second when we meet after they're all gone...

Photo by the Coldplay crew
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The Worm In London

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There's a mystery and you can tell what kind of weird situation is just passing by my head, if you could earn a penny for each time you get it right...

For a while of not writing you, I'll give you a hint of what my eyes could tell you tonight, as I pour more wine in my plastic glass... there's a melody that smiles as I express my love right here, right now.

As if love was just for keeping and not for sharing, I love you and you all share that with me... Pretty sight of what my head might be doing with your small signs of care, and I laugh and I smile!

Watch me move as you try to figure out what this could be, and what's this about... I think you're being really mean and I might think is not so fair to me... Come take a look once again and we might find the answer together... yes I'll say it once again so loud that one small worm in London will hear it, and he will think "oh wow... she really meant that.. besides all the laughing and whispering"... he will always keep that key for you.

It is not ok.. so come back and tell me again about how much they made you scream, they made you breathe, heavy heavy breathe! We both know that, girls can never know what's best... Mystery, for sure.

Smile with me as you keep on asking, but don't hesitate, my eyes and laugh will let you know so very soon...

-- taking this pic from her again! gotta write a word that begins with L to let her know she gave me some inspiration for this Lines!
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Programmed

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So I guess there's more than one thing I'm aware I don't control, and I could say I'm ok with it... couldn't be happy controlling everything, but I guess that my excuse is that what goes around my life should be under my own and unique direction (of course me being under supervision of my master puppet controller: the universe).

To name just a few: someone else driving while I'm in the car, people walking by and not admiring the beauty of air and colors, random thoughts about that particular song, the time I wake up in the morning or the unique nights that I find myself awake and smiling, how much sugar I put in my coffee, how my coworkers are programmed to function, and others...

I don't control many of other things and I'm guessing that by writing this some sort of unusual sensation should be leaving my soul, but so far it hasn't happen and my fingers seem to be waiting for a perfect line to appear, but as I listen to this song once again to accomplish a total of 35 times in one week I come clean: fear takes over me and it wont let me go any time soon.

I can't control what I know is under control and it's driving me crazy right before I go to sleep... like a ticking bomb that last about 20 hours each day, and by now when it's almost time for the bomb to explode, I put my mind in golden thoughts to give it another day...


Soft night to put a post together, not so different from others inspired by a fun but true song and adding a kind of tragic image to make me think about this, just some more particular stuff about me that I'll have to start understanding soon.

Oh well...


In the photo: Wale
Lyrics by Lilly Allen

I want to be rich and I want lots of money

I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny

I want loads of clothes and I want fuckloads of diamonds

I heard people die while they are trying to find them


And I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless

Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner


I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When do you think it will all become clear?

‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear


Life’s about film stars and less about mothers

It’s all about fast cars concussing each other

But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic

and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic


And I am a weapon of massive consumption

And its not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah we're on to a winner


Forget about guns and forget ammunition

Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission

Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner

Now everything's cool as long as I’m gettin thinner


I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When do you think it will all become clear?

‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear

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