Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Music, My Songs, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Religion, Romance, Thoughts, Women, Yo, tagged Beauty, Dreams, Life, Love, Music, Youth on April 12, 2008 | 2 Comments »
There is a song, well there are a million songs, but there is always one, or two, or maybe three. Song that make me smile, songs that wake me up. Songs that bring the sun, songs that are evergreen.
Songs that take me to the deepest forest of tales untold, to the lands of dreams undreamed, [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Music, My Songs, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Quotes, Religion, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on April 8, 2008 | No Comments »
April is taking baby steps already. Soon she will be a full grown woman that will walk through a trail of tears, and her withered ashes will lead us to May. Some people build monuments for their beloved ones who pass away. Some of them go visit their bones or ashes, some of them [...]
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Well, well, well Sabs, seems that you too fear April. And don’t worry, she knows why she has to hold em May 26. But who will hold you? I’m sorry you broke up with Bernard, but well, he was not the one. Now you understand what a feel. It was sweet what you wrote to [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dreams, Education, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Religion, Thoughts, Yo on April 1, 2008 | No Comments »
Try to see through the eyes of us, who will build a new millennium. Try to feel as we feel, try to act as we act. Look at us who will give birth to the future. If all of us have done this, if every human being has given birth to a new [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Education, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 31, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Night falls, the power is gone. No electric magic to light the world. Memories fly through familiar streets and rooms, painting the most tender thoughts of you. And there comes that rotten feeling in my gut, when I know that something’s wrong. And I can’t tell what it is, it is maybe the rain, maybe [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Romance, Sadness, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 25, 2008 | 1 Comment »
And as whoever brings the night, all I can fear is a love ridden letter that with cold waves, sends us all into a world beyond, where the sun shines no more.
Luna is a girl who is afraid of the sun, because it remainds her of a sweet dream of a boy, a sweet dream [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Education, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 23, 2008 | 2 Comments »
“Don’t worry baby, when your day comes there will be nothing to be done. Meanwhile, you can escape death as many times as you want. It is the same as with things that are meant to be. If they are, somehow they will happen, if not, fate will find a way to make them not [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Education, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Religion, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 23, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Hand soap. It is the smell of hand soap that I can relate the most to tenderness. And I think it is because a whore never smelled of hand soap. And for some reason it is there when I realize that it is not sexuality but love the ultimate instrument of bio control. Aldous Huxley [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Music, My Songs, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Quotes, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 23, 2008 | 3 Comments »
When there’s lightning - it always bring me down
Cause it’s free and I see that it’s me
Who’s lost and never found
I cry for magic - I feel it dancing in the light
But it was cold - I lost my hold
To the shadows of the night
There’s no sign of the morning coming
You’ve been left on your [...]
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Posted in Amor, Art, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Death, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Happiness, Hate, Horror, Joy, Life, Love, Maybe me, Memories, Men, Obsessions, Pensamientos, People, Religion, Romance, Sadness, Sex, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Women, Yo on March 23, 2008 | No Comments »
Pentagons produce pentacles. That’s dangerous. Specially when you are in the middle and surrounded by swords, spears, and flowers. Specially when all there is, are just past stories written in blood, tempting the wolves. Stories that are over, but the blood they were written on keeps on bleeding. Just because sometimes we need to screw [...]
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