¿Cómo mejorar un día par?

La verdad es que los días pares tienen poco arreglo.
Lo mejor es esperar a que se acaben, como hoy...
...son las 19:29 y aun queda mucho día por delante

Tengo ganas de meterme en la cama y dormir un mes entero,
mientras, voy a poner una canción (aunque recomiendo ver este fragmento del show):



MADONNA "Isaac"

Im ninalu (if they were locked)
Daltey Nadivim (doors of the generous)
Daltey Nadivim
Daltey Marom (doors on high)

Im ninalu x8

Staring up into the heavens
In this hell that binds your hands
Will you sacrifice your comfort?
Make your way in a foreign land?

Wrestle with your darkness
Angels call your name
Can you hear what they are saying?
Will you ever be the same?

Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu
Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu

Remember remember and never forget
All of your life has all been a test
You will find the gate that's open
Even though your spirit's broken

Open up my heart
And cause my lips to speak
Bring the heaven and the stars
Down to earth for me

Im ninalu
Daltey Nadivim

Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu
Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu

Mmmmmm
Im ninalu im ninalu
Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu

El- Hay (god is alive)
El- Hay Marumam Al Keruvim (god is alive, elevated upon cherubs)
Kulam Be-Ruho Ya'alu (everybody in his spirit will rise)

Wrestle with your darkness
Angels call your name
Can you hear what they are saying?
Will you ever be the same?

Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu
Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu

Mmmmmm
Im ninalu im ninalu
Mmmmmm
Im ninalu Im ninalu

El- Hay (god is alive)
El- Hay Marumam Al Keruvim (god is alive, elevated upon cherubs)

Chocolate

Fragile, seems I opened up to quick and all my dreams were woken up
I slowly lost my fight
with every single man a river cried

I had no sensation, completely numb I felt no satisfaction
I thought no one could ever get me high again
I swear I was not looking

I've waited so long, I thought the real thing was a fake, I thought it was a tool to break me down
you prove me wrong again

If love were liquid it would drown me in a placeless place refine me,
in a heart shape come around me and then melt me slowly down
if love were human it would know me in a lost space come and show me,
hold me and control me and then melt me slowly down, like chocolate

Tastes so good my hearts been mended, who'd have thought it would?
an empty bed and still I won the catch, a man who I love and who loves me back

I've waited so long for love to heal me, so I'd feel it, thought it wasn't real and then you came
you prove me wrong again

If love were liquid it would drown me in a placeless place refine me,
in a heart shape come around me and then melt me slowly down
if love were human it would know me in a lost space come and show me,
hold me and control me and then melt me slowly down, like chocolate

Come here, zoom in, catch the smile
there's no doubt it's for you and I'm addicted tonight

Just one look boy to mellow it out
just one heart here to save me now
your candy kisses are sweet I know
hold me tight baby, don't let go

Esta noche

Iba camino del coche y he necesitado escuchar esta canción.
Me hubiera gustado que no tuviera fin, igual que las carreteras,
habría seguido conduciendo toda la noche...

...todas las cosas parecían estar en su sitio, bueno, casi todas...



Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Beside me today
A round broken in two
'til your eyes shed into dust
Like two strangers turning into dust
'til my hand shook the way I fear

I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your face
Under...your face

It was you
breathless and tall
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
And two strangers turning into dust
Turning into dust.

Te quiero pero he elegido la oscuridad

I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness
- When You Go Out -

When you're going out
When i'm staying in
Keep your head above
Head above water

You could start again
Keep your head above
We don't want each other
We don't want our love

Start from one and two
Count from one to five
We can't change this feeling
We can't change this time

Learn to, learn to trust
Let no one else in
Start from one and two
Count from one to five

When you go out
And i'm staying in
Little has changed
But it's just enough

"Save me"

You look like a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet

But can you save me
Come on and save me

If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

'Cause I can tell
You know what it's like
The long farewell of the hunger strike

But can you save me
Come on and save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

You struck me dumb like radium
Like Peter Pan or Superman

You will come to save me
C'mon and save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
'Cept the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
But the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

C'mon and save me
Why don't you save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

Except the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
Except the freaks who could never love anyone

Solo para locos

Y en efecto, si el mundo tiene razón, si esta música de los cafés, estas diversiones en masa, estos hombres americanos contentos con tan poco tienen razón, entonces soy yo el que no la tiene, entonces es verdad que estoy loco, entonces soy efectivamente el lobo estepario que tantas veces me he llamado, la bestia descarriada en un mundo que le es extraño e incomprensible, que ya no encuentra ni su hogar, ni su ambiente, ni su alimento.

Disfrutando el anticristo

Shes made of hair and bone and little teeth
And things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will always lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts, just tell me
Preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end this way
But flies will lay their eggs

Haciendo de paparazzi...

Este verano, dando una vuelta por los jardines del Palacio Real de la Granja (Segovia), fisgoneando y disfrutando de la prueba de sonido de un concierto, sintiendo una tremenda envidia por lo que aquella noche me iba a perder... apareció de pronto, como si nada, la artista en cuestión.

No pude resistirme (como buena fan) y tomé varias fotos...

Finalmente rasqué todos mis bolsillos (y los de mi madre) y me terminé quedando para disfrutar de un grandísimo concierto.

Efectivamente: Björk en persona.

Palabras sabias para chicos frágiles

There was a boy made out of china – bone china. Very fragile boy. It was stupid to make a boy out of bone china; what do you expect? He's not gonna be good at any sports – one wild pitch and his head is gonna break off, probably. So he's a gentle, good boy who stays inside a lot, and he hates school because other kids are always trying to break him, it's very bad.

It's very bad for the Bone China Boy, and it's not his fault. He didn't asked to be made out of bone china; he thinks it's stupid to be made out of bone china. And he knows whose fault it is – it's my fault. I invented the boy made out of bone china, and he completely resents me for it.

(Bone China Boy)
(Bone China Boy)

The boy thinks I must be really angry, really full of repressed hostilities, to have invented such a boy. I must have a real sadistic streak; I could just knock this boy over, and he will break into a million pieces – no more Bone China Boy.

At least when I slipped on the ice, I got to go to the hospital and lie in bed for days while people bring me food, and nurses come and give me Tylenol-3 with codeine. And I don't even have to get out of bed to urinate! I just use this bottle that is kept conveniently by my bed, except that sometimes when they empty it, they don't put it back where I can reach it, and sometimes, for example today, they didn't empty it for six hours and now it's full and no one has been by for a long time and when I called to ask a nurse to empty the bottle she said she won't because it's a shift change and it's not urgent and since she didn't speak English very well, I just hung up on her,
but I don't even think she wrote a note or anything and when I just called again there was no answer and, you know, go ahead and complain, Bone China Boy, you don't even have bodily functions, you never have to go to the bathroom, you don't even know what it feels like to hold it in, and if you slipped on the ice and broke your ankle, it wouldn't even hurt. Somebody could just take a hammer and just pound you to bits and it wouldn't hurt you at all, you just wouldn't be a Bone China Boy anymore, you'd be a bunch of broken pieces of bone china, and you wouldn't be able to psychoanalyze me anymore, so don't give me any of that repressed hostility stuff. Just stay on the mantle, little Bone China Boy, and I'll make you a deal, okay? You leave me alone, and when I can walk again, I won't throw you out the window. Is it a deal?

¡Que se note que es día par!!!!

FAILURE
Give yourself over to the failure inside of you, and let it envelop your soul.

Failure is not out to get you. Failure wants to be your friend, the one you can count on when success, that is ever-elusive, eludes you.

Failure is not out to fuck you. Failure wants you to fuck it ? to fuck it all.

Failure wants you to be proud of your lack of accomplishments.

Failure wants you to own your own incompetence.

Failure wants you to be confident in your inability to do anything.

Failure doesn't want you to try; failure wants you to fail.

Failure wants you to get over your fear of failure ? and what better way to do that than to fail and fail again?

If at first you don't succeed, fail and fail again. And fail again. And fail again.

And walk tall. And stand up, and say, "I am a failure. "I am a failure. "I am a failure."

If it is difficult to do this
if it is difficult for you to think of yourself as a failure
if, for example, you have a good career, a nice place to live, a happy family, a lot of money, a sense of purpose, or belief that in the end, everything will all work out, remember all the things in your life you tried to do, but never, ever could.

Think of how when you were five, and you wanted to be an astronaut, and then the space program went into the toilet. Think of how much you wanted to have sex with such-and-such a person, and you were rejected, or too shy to even try. Think of how many times in your life things didn't go your way, and remember: external forces are never to blame. You are the center of your universe, the only force that can ever affect you. Therefore, anything that doesn't work out for you is all your fault.

You are responsible for all of your successes, and the lack thereof. And that is the essential point that failure, your ever-faithful friend, wants to make: that your failure could not exist without you ? without your stupidity, without your lies, without your mistakes, your uselessness, your lack of faith, your ineptitude, your unjustifiable confidence in your alleged abilities, you stupid loser ? failure is your only friend. Failure is your only lover. Failure is your only hope.

So befriend it. Make love to it. And believe in it with all your might. Because failure is all there is for you

Vuelta a (15/11)

Been thinking about you
Your records are here
Your eyes are on my wall
Your teeth are over there
But I'm still no one
And you're my star
What do you care?

Been thinking about you
And there's no rest
Should I still love you
Still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself
What do you care?
When the other men are far far better

All the things you've got
All the things you need
Who bought you cigarettes
Who bribed the company to come and see you honey?

I've been thinking about you
So how can you sleep
These people aren't your friends
They're paid to kiss your feet
They don't know what I know
And why should you care
When I'm not there

Been thinking about you
And there's no rest
Should I still love you
Still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself
What do you care?
When I'm not there.

All the things you've got
That you'll never need
All the things you've got
I've bled and I'd bleed to please you

Been thinking about you..

Fresas japonesas

akai sora no you ni
butsu mata mo tsuzuku
ichigo no hatake no naka ni iru to
hora, kikoeni

ookina koe de yonde
wasurenaide to sakebu

now they are fuete iku
urusai ichigo tachi
mata ichigo no hatake no naka ni iru to
hora, kikeoni

ookina koe de yonde
wasurenaide to sakebu



like a red sky
the plants stretch on
when you're in the strawberry fields
listen, you can hear it:

with loud voices they are calling
don't forget me! they scream

now they are slowly growing
the deafening strawberries
and when you're in the strawberry fields
listen, you can hear it:

with loud voices they are calling
don't forget me! they scream

Una canción que me faltaba

You know this place,
you know this gloom?
We've been here before.
When life is a loop,
you're in a room without a door.


Pick up the phone and answer me at last.
Today I will step out of your past.


""Trouble that we've come to know will stay with us"",
with every step it slowly grows.
Rub off the rust.


Pick up the phone and answer me at last.
Today I will step out of your past.

Para mi...

Mmm...

Hoy alguien me ha dicho:
-Ayer escuché una frase e inmediatamente me acordé de ti.
(Hasta aquí no me parece mala cosa...)
-La frase es un poco fuerte pero no se, es tu frase...
(Ya me empiezo a preocupar...)

FRASE: "Soy un suicidio no consumado"

mmmm... esto... y ahora yo que tengo que pensar?? 0_o

Mi amigo Tom...

How can I forget your tender smile
Moments that I have shared with you
Our hearts may break
But they're on their way
And there's nothing I can do

Ohh...

So do what you're gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

I can understand that it can't be
Guess it's hard as you were meant for me
But I can't hide my own despair
I guess I never will

Ohh...

So do what you're gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

So tired of life
No fairytale
So hold your fire
'Cause I need you

Ohh...

Just do what you're gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

Do what you're gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You keep going over every word that we've said
But you don't have to worry
About me

HEAVEN

t.o.n.t.o.

+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+

Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
Pretends to sleep, as he looks her over
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man

Ohh...

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...
She tells herself, oh...

Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man

She loved him, yeah...she don't want to leave this way
SHE FEEDS HIM, YEAH...THAT'S WHY SHE'LL BE BACK AGAIN
Can't find a better man (can't find a better man)
Can't find a better man (can't find a better man)
Can't find a better man (can't find a better man)
Can't find a better...man...

La física y la fuerza de voluntad

Me temo que cuando estaba en el colegio nunca me llamó demasiado la atención la asignatura de física. Creo que hasta que no me olvidé por completo de dicha materia no descubrí lo interesante que me podría resultar. Con el tiempo, de vez en cuando, algo me ha impulsado a querer repasar las hojas de aquellos libros tan densos para encontrar respuestas a mis problemas.

Mi última duda tiene que ver con fuerzas; más concretamente con la "fuerza" de voluntad, una fuerza que siempre se me resitió...

Lo que me intriga podría tener que ver con la relación, si es que existe alguna, entre las teorías físicas del trabajo y la energía y su relación directa con la voluntad del ser humano.
Para entendernos vamos a tomarme a mí como sujeto experimental (lo siento, no he encontrado otro mejor) y a mi "fuerza de voluntad" como elemento a estudiar.

1.Para empezar, voy a partir de la base de que si se le llama "fuerza de voluntad" será porque requiere de un trabajo que hay que realizar para que ésta exista, es decir, que nadie tiene fuerza de voluntad sin poner algo de su parte. Si para que exista la fuerza de voluntad hay que hacer un trabajo...mmmm... ¿nadie tiene realmente fuerza de voluntad?

2.Sabemos que el trabajo puede ser positivo o negativo, lo que en nuestro caso se traduciría en aumentar mi fuerza de voluntad en el primer caso y disminuirla en el segundo.

3.Pero claro, también entra en juego el tiempo que aguante haciendo ese trabajo, ya que si dejo de trabajar dejaré de causar algún tipo de efecto sobre mi voluntad.

4.Dependiendo del tipo de fuerza de voluntad que tenga mi vida se desplazará en un sentido u otro, en una dirección u otra y me llevará a un sitio u otro.

5. Ojito de nieve! que trabajo NO es igual que esfuerzo. Se puede esforzar uno y no conseguir nada.

Pues bien, teniendo en cuenta que mi "fuerza de voluntad" es una auténtica MIERDA la física de 3º de BUP viene a decir que:

a) No estoy haciendo un trabajo suficientemente bueno (o malo). Puede que ni siquiera esté trabajando!!!!!(ahora sí que no entiendo por qué me levanto cada día y me paso 9 horas en un sótano sin ventanas...)
b) Suponiendo que SÍ esté haciendo un trabajo, éste debe de ser absolutamente negativo porque cada día tengo menos fuerza de voluntad.
c) Si no tengo fuerza de voluntad casi, y la que tengo es una mierda, nunca me voy a mover de donde estoy. (Aquí podríamos hacer un inciso sobre las leyes de Newton en relación con estar totalmente perdido en la vida, pero creo que se merecería un post en condiciones, así que lo dejaré para otro día)
d) Como el trabajo no tiene nada que ver con el esfuerzo, no tiene sentido alguno que me empeñe en esforzarme en hacer algo ya que no va a tener repercusión alguna en mi vida. ¿no?

MORALEJA: Ya en el colegio nos explicaron las miserias del ser humano y no nos dimos cuenta.

...(poperismo ilustrado)

you and me on a sunny summer's day
well it was easy to get carried away
as we talked about such things
that people do

i never thought about it as love
but i couldn't help feeling sad
as you said that you were leaving

and now summer's almost over
i can't stop thinking of you
i thought our love would be dead gone
but i guess that i was wrong

i remember cycling to the sea
well it was only you and me
i said that this will last forever

and now summer's almost over
i can't stop thinking of you
i thought our love would be dead gone
but i guess that i was wrong

and now summer's almost over
i can't stop thinking of you
i thought our love would be dead gone
but i guess that i was wrong

Drama

Voy a tener que dejar de ver películas...

Lo que habría dicho anoche...

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I'm tired and I
I want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don't try to wake me in the morning
'Cause I will be gone
Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore
Sing to me
Sing to me
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore
Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go
There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well ...


Bye bye
Bye bye
Bye ...

Este tema llegará lejos

Se trata del tema estrella del grupo musicovocal Mufasa o Mufasix (aun no me ha quedado muy claro como se llaman...)

Voy a dejar parte de la letra para que quien se atreva a escucharla pueda apreciarla mejor.

Ahí va:



CARNIVOROUS

Carnivorous, Carnivorous... (intraducible)

"Santama" ha prendido fuego a mi colegio
-"Santama"!!! Hijoputa!!! ¿Dónde está mi expediente?!!-
Dijo Pancho.
Pancho, Pancho está llorando
Pancho, Cabrón!!, eres un puto empollón!!!!

Carnivorous, Carnivorous... (intraducible)

TEMAZO

Siempre me encantó esta canción...

Face a word bank and fill in the blanks
It's/its blank city versus (verses? verse is?)
the hearts you�ve ever drawn (dropped?)
Reduce your own arm off for a drop the glass absorbs
And you�re pinned by the speeding dash line crash
But the / their hearts are empty, you have no pain [paint?] and that�s the point.

It's blank city baby where the buildings get stepped on
And all the red carpets they fade (fake? pay?)
(And) now the barbers don�t courtesy hairwash
But the Devil will crop just your long hair
And the Devil�s cover band are mortal / cover band immortal
And they're all [they rock?] for you
My dimes are full
I carry a sad dollar / sanddollar
They play (pay? paid?) me six Decembers
If you can cast my face for any paint that�s left.

I feel so

Loved.

"If i'm gonna go down i'm gonna do it with style"

life used to be life-like
now it's more like showbiz
i wake up in the night
and i don't know where the bathroom is
and i don't know what town i'm in
or what sky i am under
and i wake up in the darkness and i
don't have the will anymore to wonder
everyone has a skeleton
and a closet to keep it in
and your mine
every song has a you
a you that the singer sings to
and you're it this time
baby, you're it this time

when i need to wipe my face
i use the back of my hand
and i like to take up space
just because i can
and i use my dress
to wipe up my drink
i care less and less
what people think
and you are so lame
you always dissapoint me
it's kind of like our running joke
but it's really not funny
and i just want you to live up to
the image of you i create
i see you and i'm so unsatisfied
i see you and i dilate

so i'll walk the plank
and i'll jump with a smile
if i'm gonna go down
i'm gonna do it with style
and you won't see me surrender
you won't hear me confess
'cuz you've left me with nothing
but i've worked with less
and i learn every room long enough
to make it to the door
and then i hear it click shut behind me
and every key works differently
i forget everytime
and forgetting defines me
that's what defines me

when i say you sucked my brain out
the english translation
is i am in love with you
and it is no fun
but i don't use words like love
'cuz words like that don't matter
but don't look so offended
you know, you should be flattered
and i wake up in the night
in some big hotel bed
and my hands grope for the light
and my hands grope for my head
the world is my oyster
the road is my home
and i know that i'm better
off alone