Daddy, why did Israel do this to us? (II)

gracias a in-correcta

horizonte

Aquí estoy, sentado sobre una roca, contemplando el horizonte, sintiendo el aire en mi piel y el mar en mi interior. Las olas rompen a escasos dos metros de mí, el sol despliega sus últimos rayos que se reflejan en miles de minúsculos cantos labrados a golpes de mar, y las nubes esperan ansiosas el momento de cubrir el cielo por completo. Estamos solos el mar, el sol y yo.
Nos rodean los acantilados, tallados por el viento y el tiempo, extienden sus brazos protectores y me cobijan de la brisa, cada vez más fría. En sus paredes retumba el eco pausado pero firme de las olas batiéndose en la arena.
Estar a solas con uno mismo es, a veces, tan duro como necesario.
Nada que hacer, nada que decir, solo escuchar, ver, respirar y dejar pasar el tiempo.
Voy a esperar un poco más, seguro que de un momento a otro apareceré.



Sæglópur (perdido en el mar)
Sigur Rós - Takk
[Geffen; 2005]

litio

hoy estaré afónico.
le echaré la culpa al aire acondicionado que no tengo.
pero no hay un culpable, más bien todo lo contrario, hay alguien a quien darle las gracias, el litio.
al tiempo que me quedaba sin voz mi piel se transformaba en la de una gallina y al tiempo que la metamorfosis tenía lugar dejaba de ser una gallina para transformarme en un energúmeno.
un energúmeno con la piel de gallina.
por suerte, el hermetismo que brindan tres puertas actuó como escudo para la humanidad.
hoy es un día soleado, no dejes que nadie te lo joda, ni siquiera yo.
y si alguien lo intenta, una monodosis de litio a grito pelado puede ser un buen remedio.


PS. La gallina doméstica tal vez sea el ave más numerosa del planeta, pues se calcula que supera los 13.000 millones de ejemplares.(Fuente: Wikipedia).




I'm so happy 'cause today i found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly
That's okay 'cause so are you
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all i care
And i'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze
'Cause i found God

Yeah, yeah, yeah (x6)
Yeah!

I'm so lonely, that's okay, i shaved my head
And i'm not sad
And just maybe i'm to blame for all i've heard
But i'm not sure
I'm so excited, i can't wait to meet you there
And i don't care
I'm so horny, that's okay my will is good

Yeah, yeah, yeah (x6)
Yeah!

I like it... i'm not gonna crack
I miss you... i'm not gonna crack
I love you... i'm not gonna crack
I kill you... i'm not gonna crack
I like it... i'm not gonna crack
I miss you... i'm not gonna crack
I love you... i'm not gonna crack
I kill you... i'm not gonna crack

I'm so happy 'cause today i found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay 'cause so are you
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all i care
And i'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze 'cause i found god!

Yeah, yeah, yeah (x6)
Yeah!

I like it... i'm not gonna crack
I miss you... i'm not gonna crack
I love you... i'm not gonna crack
I kill you... i'm not gonna crack
I like i... i'm not gonna crack
I miss you... i'm not gonna crack
I love you... i'm not gonna crack
I kill you... i'm not gonna crack


Lithium
Nirvana-Nevermind
[Geffen;1991]

Daddy, why did Israel do this to us?

my personal opinion

ive had enough of this our government sitting on the fence with the US while world war 3 appears to be breaking out in Lebanon and Northern Israel. we must throw Tony Blair our of office NOW. he does not represent the views of the british people. he does not represent the views of his foreign office and officials. he does not even represent the views of those in his cabinet. he cares far too much about his relationship with Bush, and Murdoch. this man is not fit to be our prime minister. its a nice sunny day. come on lets do it. you know it makes sense. a vote of no confidence. or something. anything..

Thom Yorke


Daddy, why did Israel do this to us?
En este link que el propio Thom ha colgado en Dead Air Space puedes encontrar opiniones muy encontradas respecto al "conflicto" Árabe-Israelí y extraer tus propias conclusiones.

Arco iris

Al regresar de la entrevista de trabajo me he cruzado con el Arco iris.
Sonrisas cómplices.
Muchas mentiras en muy poco tiempo.
Exigencias del guión. A las personas, salvo honrosas excepciones, nos gusta que nos digan lo que queremos oir.
Lamentablemente, esta vez tampoco ha sido una honrosa excepción.

como Dylan en las películas

si te siguen, no mires atrás, como Dylan en las películas...



Lisa's kissing men like a long walk home
When the music
stops
Take a tip from me, don't go through the park
When you're on your own, it's a long walk home

If they follow you
Don't look back
Like
Dylan in the movies
On your own
If they follow you
It's not your money that they're after boy it's
you

Pure easy listening, settle down
On the
pillow soft when they've all gone home
You can
concentrate on the ones you love
You can concentrate, hey,
now they've gone

If they follow you
Don't look back
Like Dylan in the movies
On
your own
If they follow you
It's not your money
that they're after boy it's you

Yeah
you're worth the trouble and you're worth the pain
And you're worth the worry, I would do the same
If
we all went back to another time
I will love you over
I will love you

If they follow you
Don't
look back
Like Dylan in the movies
On your own
If
they follow you
Tenderly you turn the light off in your
room

Like Dylan in the movies
Belle and Sebastian - If you're feeling sinister
[Matador;1996]

¿te acuerdas de David Kelly?

Don't walk the plank like I did
You will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That's where I am
That's where I'm lying down

Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry

We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them

I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness

Harrowdown Hill
Thom Yorke - The Eraser
[XL; 2006]

soledad

me gusta estar solo, pero no soporto quedarme a solas conmigo mismo