Valerie

Ante el desamparo de mi condición reciente (no diré pasada porque sería negar la continuidad de mi vida y no diré presente porque me debo al cambio) hubo una cosa que me devolvió la vida, el sentido y en cierto grado la felicidad.

Así es, las palabras, nuevamente...

Valerie: It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the worlds turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you. Valerie.

Y eso es hermoso.

.

Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

Estoy triste hoy también

Árboles y cielos

No se trata de besar el suelo y acomodarse en la superficie que se ha besado, pero han sido tiempos difíciles. Y ante el innegable giro que dio conmigo en el suelo, acaso sólo queda seguir girando, con la esperanza de, esta vez, terminar en un lugar mejor.
Eso me hizo pensar en esta canción:


I'm sitting here in the boring room
It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast
I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree

I'm sitting here
I miss the power
I'd like to go out taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder

Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree

I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I'll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
And I wonder, wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see
Is just a yellow lemon-tree



Sí que han sido tiempos difíciles

Salvavidas

Y si escribo algo de más aqui
me traerá de vuelta del más allá?

"A Hope in Hell"

CHORONZON: I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.

MORPHEUS: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.

CHORONZON: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.

MORPHEUS: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.

CHORONZON: I am a snake, spider-devouring, posion-toothed.

MORPHEUS: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy footed.

CHORONZON: I am an anthrax, butcher, bacterium, warm-life destroying.

MORPHEUS: I am a world, space-floating, life nurturing.

CHORONZON: I am a nova, all-exploding... planet-cremating.

MORPHEUS: I am the Universe -- all things encompassing, all life embracing.

CHORONZON: I am Anti-Life, the Beast of Judgement. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds... of everything. Sss. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?

MORPHEUS: I am hope.

astronauta

Esto se parece a un viaje espacial. De pie en el marco de la puerta a punto de lanzarse al vacío: "Now is time to leave the capsule if you dare" cantaba Bowie...


Y hay que querer
y saltar
aunque el cable se rompa
y que Dios nos ampare.

doble

Por supuesto que sé quién es. La he estudiado tanto que podría ser yo misma. No pocas veces me he descubierto siendo ella a través del espejo que es este no serla, pero saberla tan bien. Dicen que hay una razón para todo y también habrá una razón para esto. Acaso ella,a ratos, también se convierte
en alguien
que soy yo