jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2009

I trow nothing

Even in the midst of the knowledge's steam
I can not a whit wit whence comest thou,
I can not a whit wit whither thou goest,
she hath all I wanted...
but I wist, wit, and will wit nothing...

Wait, I shalt wake up...
tho it was not a whit just a pudh dream,
thought I had seen thee hither,
and thou were hither with me,
thee were hither like a fullsome fere...
I thought onoupan us there was only sky,
not that blue, not that white...

Dost thy smell linger?
durst is what I wish,
overmany thoughts are in my head
I do not a with wit whence they come from,
All I wit is that ...
...henceforth I trow nothing...

Here I am again..

Here I am again in front of the mirror,
watching my face in front of the mirror,
smelling my odor in front of the mirror,
hearing my own breathing in front of the mirror,
and trying to touch my soul in front of the mirror...

second by second I watched myself,
minute by minute I smelt myself,
hour by hour I heard myself,
day by day I stood up in front of...


but never got to touch my soul,
never got to watch my own reflection,
never got to hear my own breathing,
never got to touch my own soul..in front of the mirror...

lunes, 30 de noviembre de 2009

AFTER SURGERY

Hmmmm... it's been months after being at operating theater. It's weird the fact of being here, but .. I want to thank you all, but specially to some friends like Donia, Toby, and Elena, because they all where with me, talking and talking...

I've just been wondering myself about why did I not die there at that moment? it felt like the shortest 30 mins of my whole life. It felt like totally disconnected from this world, no thoughts, no words, no you, no mind. Last thing I thought about: will I be back to bother them ? will they see me again ? or am I going to be able to bother them while they sleep? haha it's weird... utterly weird! Why life made me come back and did not let me pass away?

It comes to my mind my conversations with Elena when I was getting to know her.. that was sooo embarrassing.. haha i still had the dressing on my nose! .. haha
Donia, you quarreling me about thinking things would go well at that time.. it's so nice.
Toby, you ALWAYS arguing against Israel State.. haha thank you too, because from you I learnt that bros are not always made by blood kinship, but made by real friendship.

I'd like to write more but... I just want to go to bed in order to think about how my life's been after the surgery...

martes, 15 de septiembre de 2009

One of the best songs ever...

This is another song that makes me remember a lot of things ...
Here youa re the lyrics in german:

ICH HATT' EINEN KAMERADEN

Ich hatt' einen Kameraden,
Einen bessern findst du nit,
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner Seite.
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt.
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt.

Eine Kugel kam geflogen,
Gilt's mir oder gilt es dir?
Ihn hat es wegerissen
Er liegt vor meinen Füssen
Als wär's ein Stück von mir
Als wär's ein Stück von mir

Will mir die Hand noch reichen
Derweil ich eben lad'
"Kann dir die Hand nicht geben
Bleib du im ew'gen Leben
Mein guter Kamerad...
mein guter Kamerad...!"

Now, here you are the lyrics in spanish:

YO TENÍA UN COMPAÑERO
Yo tenía un camarada,
nunca lo hallaré mejor,
que en la gloriosa jornada,
iba firme en la pisada,
|: al redoble del tambor. :|

"Una bala, compañero.
¿Para quién de los dos es?"
Era el diálogo postrero,
y bajo el plomo certero,
|: cayó tendido a mis pies. :|

Hace un esfuerzo y, en vano,
quiere mi mano estrechar.
"Duerme en paz, querido hermano.
La Patria quiere mi mano
|: para volver a atacar." :|

miércoles, 2 de septiembre de 2009

ANDREA BOCELLI - CON TE PARTIRO

Well, people, let me introduce you one of the songs I like the most: conte partiro by Andrea Bocelli ( yeah! the blind one =P) The feelings this song generates deep inside my heart are soooo big. It reminds me something that I will only tell my good friends! haha
I hope you have fun singing this song as I do.
By the way... thanks for readng my blog!!

Quando sono solo
sogno all'orizzonte
e mancan le parole,
si lo so che non c'e` luce
in una stanza quando manca il sole,
se non ci sei tu con me,
Su le finestre
mostra a tutti il mio cuore
che hai acceso,
chiudi dentro me
la lace che
hai incontrato per strada,

Con te partrio'
Paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te,
adesso si li vivro'
Con te partiro'
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono piu'
con te io li vivro'

Quando sei lontana
sogno all'orizzonte
e mancan le parole,
e io si lo so
che sie con me,
tu mia luna tu sei qui con me,
mio sole tu sei qui con me.

Con te partiro'
Paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te,
adesso si li vivro.
Con te partiro,
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono piu',
con te io li rivivro.
Con te partiro'
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono piu'.
con te io li rivivro.
Con te partiro'
Io con te.




miércoles, 19 de agosto de 2009

Things I translate

"Sinking into oblivion hurts way more than being borne a grudge" Julio Jaramillo


"El rencor duele menos que el olvido" Julio Jaramillo

sábado, 18 de julio de 2009

I have needed a hug too!!

miércoles, 8 de julio de 2009

Is war because of religion?

You might know there's always money behind! Nowadays people are happy just if they have money. They have forgotten that happiness is not inside a Hundred dollar bill. It's in our hearts, and we will NEVER find it if we continue thinking that just because one does not belong to the same religion or has not the same belief I do, I got to exclude him or her from my life.

In my opinion, happiness is able to be found by helping one another and, also, by sharing with people we love. In the other hand, people must learn to live with other people, to be kind with their neighbor, without taking into account his or her religion or belief, nationality, race or any other fact.

People HAVE to understand that one cannot go through life just killing, murdering, hijacking, raping, just because I believe in something.


Remember: My rights will go to the extent where yours begin.

martes, 7 de julio de 2009

Michael Jackson - His Music Will Live Forever

These days I was just browsing some stuffs on internet when I found a link to Something related to Michael Jackson's death. I could not believe it. My 9 year old brother had told me, but I did not want to believe him. Some hours ago I read the news: I felt an empty space in my tummy. Time went by so slowly. Today I know it is his burial, so I decided to watch it through his web site: www.michaeljackson.com. When I went into, I was asked to leave a message for him: "Share my memory". It was not that difficult to express it.

This was my message to him:

"There are people who die everyday, who are born everyday. But what we have to keep in mind is to leave a step in this world. And your step is one of the biggest there will ever be. We all are human beings, no one is perfect, no one is immortal. We all make mistakes: that is the way life is. I know you will take care of people you love from heaven. Watch some people crying for your death, some others being happy for it. Personally: I'll be missing you. Thanks for your dance, your music, and, specially: your memory, which will always be in world's heart. All I am expecting for you is to Rest In Peace".


miércoles, 10 de junio de 2009

Before surgery

Actually, these recent days I haven't been getting the best vibes from this surgery. I don't know why, but I'm just feeling it. Due to the fact that I don't have my life bought, either is isn't sure that I'll come back to this blog, my blog. It's not that I'm being pessimistic, It's just that I'm being sensible: death risk is everywhere, just when leaving home I have risks around: at home, at university, at the bus, everywhere! I think I don't fear death, I just fear being that important for someone who couldn't live without me. Actually, it might be really good; but I don't like it.

I got many things to tell you, but there are 3 things I can't evoid telling you right now. These things (points) I gonna talk about are:

1. Yeah! I might be a man who has been with more than one girl at the same time, but when I really like one, I come serious! I know that's something very difficult to believe, even to understand. There have been a lot of reasons for me to be that way (do NOT think about me being hurted in the past or sth related). The important fact or the message is that: I could explain my way of being, but you might not understand. So, just get it by me as being happy and enjoying my life! There are stuffs people don't understand that easy, just becuase there are paradigms in their minds.

2. Most people say family is very important in everyone's life, but what about those people who grew being alone? what about those people who are homeless? Most of them grew up without it, obviously they had some help. But that help might be less than what they really deserved. In my opinion, I grow up in a different one, NOT a normal one. I won't say why I say so. Okey!? Everything I could tell you is: get to me! never be afraid of being shy! hehehe

3. As I said: I don't have my life for sure!! I don't know if I'm comming back to this, my, blog. So all I wanted to say was thank you very much for reading me. And thank you a lot for being who you are and the special ways you have made my life better!! :D


Well, I got to go now. It is 11:39 of 10th June! hehe and the surgery will be in the next ...7 hours!!

Oh! Just write any comment you have!! hehehe Really love you!

sábado, 23 de mayo de 2009

Phrases I like :D

Well, here you are some of the phrases I would like to share with you. Some of them I like by the passion the inspire me, some others...just because!

Various:
"A bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it". Bob Hope

"Uyyy, maese!!"

"Chanfle..."

"Hermanos, nosotros nacimos de la noche, en ella vivimos, moriremos en ella. Pero la luz será mañana para los más, para todos aquellos que hoy lloran la noche, para quienes se niega el dia. Para todos la luz, para todos todo...
...techo, tierra, trabajo, pan, salud, educación, independencia, democracia, libertad..."

"Nuestra sangre derramada es petróleo para el yankee"

"SI al bareto
NO alvarito"

"Cuando digo que el burro es blanco, es por que traigo los pelos en la mano"

"La nevera no produce nada"

"The soul of beings is their scent"

TLOFR-III:

Go, and become what you were born to be...

And then you see it: white shores and beyond a far green country under a swift sunrise...

I see in your eyes, the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship; but is it not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down; but it is not this day. This day we fight. By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men of West!

miércoles, 20 de mayo de 2009

The real cost of whaling - Greenpeace

Hi, everyone!

I would like to share with you one of my thoughts. In my opinion, it is really important for us to help keeping the environment, animals, natural resources, etc. I believe in the work that Greenpeace has done and has been doing for all these year in order to stop whaling in Japan.

This is a banner I found while signing some forms for Greenpeace. It shows the real cost of whaling. Check it out!







Why to create a blog?

Actually, I started to feel a need for my own space a quite long time ago. Everything happened more or less a month ago. I was surfing on Facebook, but then I realized that it was 2:00 am, then I thought "shit"; this was not just once...more than 20 times. I started to feel that I was spending too much time on Facebook and that I was living a Facebook life instead of my own life. It had got me totally.

Time ran and ran... I started to think what to do. What could I do?. The first decision I took was to deactivate my Facebook account in order to get more time for me to think about me and my things -including homework, duties, etc-. Some time after having got my time back I started to think about activating it again, I do not want to but....damn! there is something inside me trying to get to it, which I do not want to let go out.

Some time after, I was talking to my Canadian friend Toby Haytham Murakami, and he sent me a link to his blog, which I read some articles and thought it was really interesting. I did not think about creating my own one, but I got to accept it: I did it later. I got into a lots of blogs such as Amigos Plegadores, an Origami one :), or my friend Toby one. The blogs I read and analyzed make me realize I could create my own "space" instead of just following what other "spaces" wanted me to. Later I started to think about the fact that this was what I wanted: to make my own things, to have my own space, to be able to write what I want to, to express my feelings, emotions, dislikes, likes...everything!

That's why I created my own blog :D