Thursday, December 20, 2007

Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap



where are we?

what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling

spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads - heavy

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first

oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood and tears (hearts)
they were here first

Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that its all for the best?
Because it is
Mmmm whacha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whacha say?
Mmmm what did she say?

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs

(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a (you don't care a) bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

tele



dejalo ser
dejalo sacudirse bien
no hay trampa en esto
(...)
tele
telekinesis
y moverás tus pies

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

walk like an egyptian



All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)
They're walking like an Egyptian

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

la playa, el juguete y el príncipe

so, ahora que tengo un poco de tiempo para MI, empecé a leer de vuelta.

en mi eagerness de absorber cualquier libro, documento, manifiesto, cuentito o historieta me pase por delante, empecé por releer un libro que ya leí (para permanecer en mi comfort zone) y empecé con dos nuevos.

mi comfort zone book es the beach, de alex garland - de más está decir que el libro es increíblemente bueno, nada que ver con la película - es alucinante volver a leer ciertas cosas así que i'm happy! ese es el libro de la mesa de luz...

uno de los libros "nuevos" es el juguete rabioso, de roberto arlt - lindo libro, me enganché, pero recién lo empecé hace poquito así no me armé una opinión todavía... ese es para los colectivos (por el tamaño jejeje) y el marcalibros es un subtepass...

y mi otro libro "nuevo" es el príncipe, de nicolás maquiavelo... lo estoy leyendo en wikisource... tiene tantas frases increíbles ese libro que tendría que anotarlas para releerlas mil veces... y solo voy por el capítulo tres!

no creo que me dé el cerebro para leer más de tres libros a la vez, así que espero terminar pronto alguno para poder empezar otro!




foto Girl Reading de Oliver Ray

99 luftballoons





the war machine springs to life
opens up one eager eye
focusing it on the sky
where 99 red balloons go by

(...)

if i could find a souvenier
just to prove the world was here

Monday, December 17, 2007

la frase del día



la frase del día:

"ochenta, por favor"

somos ovejas

the kiss


The Kiss is a fascinating icon of the loss of self that lovers experience.
Only the faces and hands of this couple are visible; all the rest is great swirl of gold, studded with colored rectangles as if to express visually the emotional and physical explosion of erotic love.