Bicho malo nunca muere... o elección entre hormiga y cigarra
Los bichos tienen que estar artos de escucharnos nombrarlos.
"La vida de los bichos es muy corta"; eso de bicho malo nunca muere debe ser sólo por lo difícil que es librarse de ellos... cuando queremos hacerlo.... Que injustos y falsos son los dichos humanos.. debería ser bicho bueno o malo muere pronto... por hacerles justicia.
Las chicharras revientan cantando. Para que iba a guardar comida para un invierno al que no va a llegar,,, encima se las tacha de vagas por pasarse la vida cantando cuando están echas para eso... tienen una vida escasa y mal vista...
Pido un respeto para todos los bichejos...
Piratas sin espadas. Piratas buenos. Piratas sin armas/almas....
"He visto los capítulos de David el Gnomo repetidos"..."Como puedes creer que existe un directo de dibujitos?"
Esta noche han salido las estrellas a la hora de irse a la cama. Se han escondido en una tormenta de verano sin truenos y con cuatro o cinco gotas finas. Estarían cansadas de tantas noches de fiestas de verano luciendo a pleno pulmón...
Esta noche me han pillado las estrellas a la sombra de un olmo. Las estaba esperando para darles las buenas noches y al fin irme a no dormir. La luna desaparecida, lleva todas estas noches en las fiestas de alguna aldea desconocida y lejana....
Hace unas noches había una montaña que invitaba a bailar.
Al nivel de la parra más alta tenía unos piratas que perdían la magia y luego la buscaban en forma de tesoros brillantes...
Noches de cuentos de verano
"Vistes como un colocón de LSD"...
"Comunista teniendo claro, y en cuenta, lo que no quiero compartir"
"No tengo listas de esas, 5"
"No entiendo a los malos con lo fácil que es ser bueno, como el pan"_ "te veo muy harina o pan original,... como lo quieras llamar"
"De repente aparece curioso"
PD:) Palabra
Curioso: definición__ que excita curiosidad
Reflexiones de momentos de insomnio, de noches o de mañanas de Sol-Edades..
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domingo, 19 de agosto de 2012
domingo, 22 de julio de 2012
miércoles, 18 de abril de 2012
No necesito
jueves, 23 de febrero de 2012
jueves, 15 de diciembre de 2011
viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011
Sweet wench
Fuck honey!!!:
In the best sense of my words
Fuck- i think when see your fingers on the keyboard and i want be your silver ring.
I was looking for you, for this waiting... I needed stop and for the first time feel before to act.
But is enought for me. I can feel somethig extrange that tell me the two feel the same. I think that you are like me, that you like let go by your instincts.. come on! let's go!
Fuck when you go to the bathroom and i can see your back or when i sensed your look at me.
Fuck because you're perfect and you don´t know how much.. Fuck because i love your new fb profile picture and i want watch this eyes some many times more live, often, always...
I want that this is the last email for you, because i have a lot of postcard anonymous with smiles for you and i can´t give it to you... but i don´t promise you nothing...
I don´t ask you anything, but i would like to know, again, if you know (and have you already in your life) someone special like you.. Maybe i´m wrong but i see you crestfallen,, Why??? If you are what any dreamy madman between the madmen wants---
I think that maybe you need a spark!!!
Well fuck you it´s what i wish you :) yes,, i would prefer stay there but i wish you the best in any way..
Best wishes, kiss and fuck you
Pd: My only wrench is telling the truth
All that i want tell you is "I wanna do bad thigs with you!!!
Tell: me too :)
In the best sense of my words
I tell you this with a big smile in my face... Yes, of course, i´m nervous but never mind. Even i can tell you that i like it.. I love it because is what i wanted for a long time..
Fuck- i think when see your fingers on the keyboard and i want be your silver ring.
I was looking for you, for this waiting... I needed stop and for the first time feel before to act.
But is enought for me. I can feel somethig extrange that tell me the two feel the same. I think that you are like me, that you like let go by your instincts.. come on! let's go!
Fuck when you go to the bathroom and i can see your back or when i sensed your look at me.
Fuck because you're perfect and you don´t know how much.. Fuck because i love your new fb profile picture and i want watch this eyes some many times more live, often, always...
I want that this is the last email for you, because i have a lot of postcard anonymous with smiles for you and i can´t give it to you... but i don´t promise you nothing...
I don´t ask you anything, but i would like to know, again, if you know (and have you already in your life) someone special like you.. Maybe i´m wrong but i see you crestfallen,, Why??? If you are what any dreamy madman between the madmen wants---
I think that maybe you need a spark!!!
Well fuck you it´s what i wish you :) yes,, i would prefer stay there but i wish you the best in any way..
Best wishes, kiss and fuck you
Pd: My only wrench is telling the truth
All that i want tell you is "I wanna do bad thigs with you!!!
Tell: me too :)
domingo, 4 de diciembre de 2011
VOLCANIC SUNLIGHT
Conoce los 7 nombres del viento...
Mis deseos son trovadores........
Planto los pies en el cielo...........
"Mi órbita es el arco iris del anillo Saturno"
Volcanic Sunlight (are you?)
Mis deseos son trovadores........
Planto los pies en el cielo...........
"Mi órbita es el arco iris del anillo Saturno"
Volcanic Sunlight (are you?)
THE LOVE I CAN'T EXPLAIN
'THE WAR I FEEL IN ME
NATURAL CATASTROPHE
A TREMOR IN THE HEART
WHERE FEELINGS HAVE THEIR START
THE BLOOD FLOWS TO THE BRAIN
EACH FEELING LET'S A NAME
AND LET IT'S TURN TO SPEAK
WHEN FEELING REACH THEIR PEAK
THE VOICES OF UN- NAMED
THE SANE LA BELLED INSANE
THE THRUTH IS CHANGING
AS I'M CROSSING THE STREET
LIKE JAVA THROUGHT MY NEWS
EXLAIN MY HEART
SAUL WILLIAMS
NATURAL CATASTROPHE
A TREMOR IN THE HEART
WHERE FEELINGS HAVE THEIR START
THE BLOOD FLOWS TO THE BRAIN
EACH FEELING LET'S A NAME
AND LET IT'S TURN TO SPEAK
WHEN FEELING REACH THEIR PEAK
THE VOICES OF UN- NAMED
THE SANE LA BELLED INSANE
THE THRUTH IS CHANGING
AS I'M CROSSING THE STREET
LIKE JAVA THROUGHT MY NEWS
EXLAIN MY HEART
SAUL WILLIAMS
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