nothing

I thought it is worthless to run if you must walk everytime by the same path, closed, of our personality. Some people were born to live, other to work, other to look at the life. I had a little and miserable spectator role. No way to take off it. No way to liberate myself.

Nothing, by Carmen Laforet

los planetas against the gravity law 

monotonous carpet

That mixture.
monotonous carpet.
red, grey, green, yellow.
until it is watched in detail.

 

Tiraste una piedra en el agua
y vi las ondas que se acercaban
pero nunca escucho, nunca atiendo,
nunca me entero de nada.


You threw a stone to the water
and i saw the waves coming here
but i never listen, never pay attention,
i never understand anything.

Los planetas "nunca me entero de nada"

me empequeñece la altura
y no lo puedo evitar,
se me atascan las ideas,
amontonadas
en mi tesoro y me esperan.


height turns me smaller
and i can't help it,
my thoughs get stuck,
piled up
in my treasure and there they wait for me.

 

Intento calcular, lápiz en mano,
cuántos días sin verte han de pasar,
como máximo,
para empezar a echarte de menos.


I try to calculate, pencil in my hand,
how many days have to pass without you,
as a maximum,
to begin to miss you.

Berna Wang

After twelve days of holidays, i found the daisy shrub faded, the withered leaves and without life. I water it with scepticism, thinking it was nothing to do. And day after day, ardously, it has happened the miracle: an invisible force went up from the wet ground and coloured, slowly, in green the leaves. The effort didnt work with the lower leaves, which have gone drying, but it works in the leaves near to the top of every branch. Today, looking at the flowers, i have known why.

Berna Wang

marriage

"Marriages are only made by people who want to suffer a vinegar life in exchange for a honey month"

Blessington Countness

war

same race, same god 

- if we are all the same race and all the gods are the same, why are we still killing each other?
- because of the money, man, because of the money

American atheist praying eagerly in order to do not win Bush. EL PAÍS 01-nov-2004
 

light off

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Well maybe I'm the fuckhead America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.



4 more years 

i know you know it...

Este lado
Hay luz. NO la tocamos ni la vemos.
En sus vacías claridades
reposa lo que vemos y tocamos.
Yo veo con las yemas de mis dedos
lo que palpan mis ojos: sombras de este mundo.
Con las sombras dibujo mundos,
disipo mundos con las sombras.
Oigo latir la luz del otro lado.



This side.
There is light. We neither see nor touch it.
In its empty clarity rests
what we touch and see.
I see with my fingertips
what my eyes tocuh: shadows, the world.
With shadows I draw worlds,
I scatter worlds with shadows.
I hear the light beat on the other side.

Octavio Paz

Mis palabras no son más que la espuma
de las olas
del océano.

My words are no more than the foam
of the waves
of the ocean.

población de campos (españa)

san miguel hermitage