sometimes songs become my only link with the emotions that I keep deep. I was dragged to pieces distant past, to certain stories and help me relive the moment. but best of all, I only know the meaning I want to give, it's like a secret no one else will know.
tobalaba I like to walk when it starts to get dark and I can forget for a moment any concerns while the songs are faster on my mp3. it seems that the words unspoken and unfinished stories and do not matter much, then I tend to think that I can laugh about everything and nothing is too serious.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Hot Wheels Collection
fleurlupin @ 2008-04-07T21: 50:00
Sunday, April 6, 2008
How To Treat Epidermal Cysts
fleurlupin @ 2008-04-06T18: 19:00
to deserted beaches,
today I close my book
of dead hours. I
clay birds. I
clay birds and flew away.
For if time drags me
to deserted beaches, today rejected the baseness
of abandonment and grief.
Not a blank page more.
feel the wonder of a lonely bystander. The maps
I miss.
leaves for sailing.
Now the wind blows, when the sea
stayed away long ago.
no longer climb the hill
brings me to your house.
my dog no longer sleeps next to your candela.
In the corners of the nest time feelings.
clay birds today are trying to fly. In the valleys
I get lost on the road
sleep.
Now the wind blows.
When the sea was away for some time.
When I have a boat, oars or guitar.
When the nightingale does not sing in the morning.
Now the wind blows.
When the sea was away for some time. In the valleys
I get lost on the road
sleep.
clay birds (Manolo García)
For if time drags meto deserted beaches,
today I close my book
of dead hours. I
clay birds. I
clay birds and flew away.
For if time drags me
to deserted beaches, today rejected the baseness
of abandonment and grief.
Not a blank page more.
feel the wonder of a lonely bystander. The maps
I miss.
leaves for sailing.
Now the wind blows, when the sea
stayed away long ago.
no longer climb the hill
brings me to your house.
my dog no longer sleeps next to your candela.
In the corners of the nest time feelings.
clay birds today are trying to fly. In the valleys
I get lost on the road
sleep.
Now the wind blows.
When the sea was away for some time.
When I have a boat, oars or guitar.
When the nightingale does not sing in the morning.
Now the wind blows.
When the sea was away for some time. In the valleys
I get lost on the road
sleep.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Pack De Fotos De Kates Playground
fleurlupin @ 2008-04-05T23: 22:00
is delightful to feel that I was swells the heart every time I think about it. And smile when I walk across the street. Find meaning in every love song I hear. Call a friend just to tell him. Remember your eyes with as much detail as possible.
I know, maybe you just build castles in the air, but what if I limit myself to live this moment and the emotions that today I feel?
I'm content with keeping moments without thinking about what could happen ... the end of the day, you can never have complete control of the situation. now I'm content with little, now I live in the present .-
is delightful to feel that I was swells the heart every time I think about it. And smile when I walk across the street. Find meaning in every love song I hear. Call a friend just to tell him. Remember your eyes with as much detail as possible.
I know, maybe you just build castles in the air, but what if I limit myself to live this moment and the emotions that today I feel?
I'm content with keeping moments without thinking about what could happen ... the end of the day, you can never have complete control of the situation. now I'm content with little, now I live in the present .-
Friday, April 4, 2008
Adult Strabismus Surgery Blog
fleurlupin @ 2008-04-04T17: 45:00
The first time I read this poem in an essay in the middle third PSU with that teacher who had something special, I did not know how to define. He soon became a very important person, him or unwittingly influenced much in my life. Always listening to you carefully, always mindful of even the smallest details. A strange times our conversations about life, literature, music, dreams, trips we wanted to do, so many things ... But do not feel homesick, I just stick with a nice flavor of the day. Above all, I'll take everything I learned from him and his philosophy of life. ~
ITHACA (Constantine Cavafy)
When you go on the trip to Ithaca
that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
At Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, The angry Poseidon
fear not,
such things will never find in your path, remains high
if your thinking, if a select
thrill your spirit and your body seizes.
At Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, and the fierce Poseidon
not find,
in your soul if you do not carry,
if your soul does not set them up before you.
that the road is long.
there be many summer mornings when with much
said, how happy you enter ports
never seen:
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
amber and ebony, ivory and coral, and sensual perfumes
of all kinds, the more abundant
sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and learn from the wise.
always in your mind have to Ithaca.
arrive there is your destiny.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
better than last for many years
old and anchor at the island, rich with all
gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to give you wealth.
Ithaka gave you the beautiful voyage.
Without it had not crossed our path.
She has nothing to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka has not deceived you. Wise
and came to be, with so much experience, and have understood
the Ithaca what they mean.
The first time I read this poem in an essay in the middle third PSU with that teacher who had something special, I did not know how to define. He soon became a very important person, him or unwittingly influenced much in my life. Always listening to you carefully, always mindful of even the smallest details. A strange times our conversations about life, literature, music, dreams, trips we wanted to do, so many things ... But do not feel homesick, I just stick with a nice flavor of the day. Above all, I'll take everything I learned from him and his philosophy of life. ~
ITHACA (Constantine Cavafy)
When you go on the trip to Ithaca
that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
At Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, The angry Poseidon
fear not,
such things will never find in your path, remains high
if your thinking, if a select
thrill your spirit and your body seizes.
At Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, and the fierce Poseidon
not find,
in your soul if you do not carry,
if your soul does not set them up before you.
that the road is long.
there be many summer mornings when with much
said, how happy you enter ports
never seen:
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
amber and ebony, ivory and coral, and sensual perfumes
of all kinds, the more abundant
sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and learn from the wise.
always in your mind have to Ithaca.
arrive there is your destiny.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
better than last for many years
old and anchor at the island, rich with all
gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to give you wealth.
Ithaka gave you the beautiful voyage.
Without it had not crossed our path.
She has nothing to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka has not deceived you. Wise
and came to be, with so much experience, and have understood
the Ithaca what they mean.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Sayings To Go With Candy
fleurlupin @ 2008-02-11T22: 43:00 Remind
keep thinking. the value that I lack, in stories that are woven indifferent and parallel to the lives that intersect at some point imprecise. keep thinking. when things are not as one wants them, in the words not said, in what already has no solution. see other lives that hide behind false joy. keep thinking in the shadows left by the past, unfinished stories. then will come the moment you stop to think to live as I have always wanted to: with passion and intensity. think to trust and believe again, to be sure that dreams come true because this life is mine and I'm able achieve them.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
35th Birthday Invite Wording Ideas
smiling do not know why every time I looked, I laughed at every stupid thing that happened to me or any nonsense he said. And I looked at those eyes of a child who never has just discovered the world that look cool and deep. Then, I smiled. And did nothing but look at you fixed. Did not want to take your eyes off for a second, as if trying to stop that instant. And in the end you were going. I followed you to look up missing. Gave a sigh and thought about what I said and could not have said. Life continued its normal course, with its hours slow and fast, with good days and bad, with lots of laughter and with tears. And all we have are memories of moments that we wanted to capture, because the rest fell apart.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Whats The Difference Between Mino And Ultra Flip
fleurlupin @ 2008-02-03T23: 35:00
it made me feel calm, but just have to live with a bit of it, with memories of the little that I was lucky to meet him. things come in time, when they have to go. I prefer that everything be given only at the right time. without thinking of others, living the present. leaving behind the fear, after all the fear can not stop your life. if there is no fear everything would be different, I think about what would and I dare not make ... many things that I have done and that I do, but I want to change, need change.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Stock Scion Tc Tail Lights
fleurlupin @ 2008-01-24T22: 41:00
With fantasies. Without them. Saving for a moment the dreams in a drawer in the moment. Walk to the sea, meeting new people, mix rum with Coke, not stop laughing. Anything becomes interesting as to leave behind the days are alike. Then, I feel for a moment that I breathe, I'm alive and I can feel the joy and sadness, and also its nuances. I look around and think again how lucky I am. I'm asking questions, seeking answers. Maybe God still wants me to show why certain things happen, why I have to get involved both in the problems of some people. I do not know. And life goes on, and I feel a little safer to follow forward, with faith and joy. going where my heart wants to take me, being nothing more than what I am, and then realize they really live is to live only and is not as complicated as it seems . It becomes easier if I dare to confront the ghosts, to accept the difficulties, take them as part of the same vortex that engulfs me and is mine, very me.
With fantasies. Without them. Saving for a moment the dreams in a drawer in the moment. Walk to the sea, meeting new people, mix rum with Coke, not stop laughing. Anything becomes interesting as to leave behind the days are alike. Then, I feel for a moment that I breathe, I'm alive and I can feel the joy and sadness, and also its nuances. I look around and think again how lucky I am. I'm asking questions, seeking answers. Maybe God still wants me to show why certain things happen, why I have to get involved both in the problems of some people. I do not know. And life goes on, and I feel a little safer to follow forward, with faith and joy. going where my heart wants to take me, being nothing more than what I am, and then realize they really live is to live only and is not as complicated as it seems . It becomes easier if I dare to confront the ghosts, to accept the difficulties, take them as part of the same vortex that engulfs me and is mine, very me.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Get Well Stroke Patient
fleurlupin @ 2008-01-09T23: 05:00
a jumble of thoughts that sometimes are released . another becomes a mess and do little space, just get noticed. and sometimes it takes nothing more than a word or a gesture to surface with the remains of moss in the past. some me rhythmically torment. but vanish when there are new things. life is strange, very strange.
ah, and I have this rage pucmático I do not get the courses they want.
a jumble of thoughts that sometimes are released . another becomes a mess and do little space, just get noticed. and sometimes it takes nothing more than a word or a gesture to surface with the remains of moss in the past. some me rhythmically torment. but vanish when there are new things. life is strange, very strange.
ah, and I have this rage pucmático I do not get the courses they want.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Sayings For Diaper Drop
fleurlupin @ 2008-01-05T00: 23:00
I will not think about you today. Nothing more than foolish illusions. I did not miss much. and feel like an idiot later. simply did not happen. my fault for not taking advantage of opportunities and see what it's like no. I promise to enjoy a bit more and enjoy with your memory even persistent.
I will not think about you today. Nothing more than foolish illusions. I did not miss much. and feel like an idiot later. simply did not happen. my fault for not taking advantage of opportunities and see what it's like no. I promise to enjoy a bit more and enjoy with your memory even persistent.
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