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domingo, 26 de septiembre de 2010

Silly Desires

The guilty ones to bring me on the floor are the silly desires
Desires of wanting something that its deep in the ocean
Dont blame anybody, just blame i wish something unreal
To get over this i should really curse my desires.
And walk away with this curse on my back…
Nothing will change.

jueves, 9 de septiembre de 2010

Historias Falsas III (Visión 2012)

1- No podemos comprar ese coche!

2- ¿Por qué?

1- Porque es uno de los automóviles mas robados del país

2- Mmhhh….

3- Que pena que pienses así.

1- ¿Por qué?

3- Pensar así es no tener visión, por que no mejor decir “el coche no lo van a robar”

1- Tienes razón

3- Por supuesto, es mejor decir: “ya estamos en el 2010, según los mayas faltan 2 años para el fin del mundo, para entonces será muy probable que le caiga un meteorito.”

miércoles, 8 de septiembre de 2010

Love Is... [Fotoblog]

An accident
Not lust
Fear to lose
Float alone
Sleepless night
To renounce
Dreaming awake
To get lost
Fade in each other
To live
A happy face
To fool myself
A reflecting vibe
A bad decition
To treasure a moment
In vain
To watch the time goes by
A sad hello
A happy goodbye
…is what everybody need now.

martes, 7 de septiembre de 2010

Historias Falsas II

+ ¿Qué haces en la computadora?
- Hago una canción!
+ Una canción???
Y que se va molesto a su habitación.

lunes, 6 de septiembre de 2010

Historias Falsas I

Un hermano mayor le dice al menor
- Todo esto es tu culpa!
El hermano menor se queja y dice:
- No es cierto, es tu culpa!
El hermano mayor dice y yo por qué?
-Porque tú naciste primero. Dijo el menor
El mayor...Upssss es cierto!

viernes, 3 de septiembre de 2010

SB 1070: Living in the Irony & in the Oblivion

Arizona governor Jan Brewer proposed legislation that criminalized the illegal immigration. Some citizen of this state accuses the immigrants to be responsible for vandalism and criminality.

This law allows the police officers to make arbitrary detentions to persons to investigate if they got legal identification documents, in order of a reasonable suspicion.

Can somebody say what it’s a reasonable suspicion? Who determinate the process to make a detention?

Ain´t hard to know how? Just because of the color of the skin, when they are not white or black people of course they should be Hispanic. That it’s a form or Racism. And violates the civil rights and go against the 4th Amendment of the American constitution: “The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.”

The people that it’s crossing a border between the US & Mexico just do it because in their country are so few opportunities of a good paid job or a peaceful life, away of wars and insecurity. Most of the Hispanic people go there to work, to have that famous American dream.

Arizona citizens and the ones that supporting this law in the US are forgetting their roots and don’t want to look back to see they also came from immigrants.

miércoles, 1 de septiembre de 2010


I sat alone on a desert, think so much why my wait last so long, somehow seems I am under your curse. Sadly every light of hope I see at the ends turns into an Oasis. Why I must live thru this? I am tired and sad, that it’s why I wish to be somebody different, someone ordinary, someone that lie to everybody just because the rest is so afraid to get involved with the truth. That it’s me!

It hurts to see that I give you chances and you punish them with your indifference. I thought of when I was on heaven, that fall broke everything inside me; but how I miss to be there, that it’s why I can’t tear you off my heart. It is love? It is homesick? And trying in vain to feel me part of anybody, I wore all the masks and I still wait…I showed myself and I still wait…

Voices give a description about me even their secrets are known for me. What I must do? How bad I should be to deserve a price? How I get to be part of the game and don’t let me be fooled? I want to be loved, feel I lost myself into anybody. As the time goes by I dry out, thoughts don’t stop spinning around my mind. It consumes me, it kills me to see all these girls just to take parts of me and let me more incomplete.

Where are you?