Mr. Kittin [♥]

Donna Regina | Why do you ask?

2009-08-15T17:03:00.000-07:00

Why do you ask - you don't want to know
Why do you ask - you don't want to know
How I am, how I feel
You should know by now that I'm ready to show
Please don't ask - you don't want to know
Please don't ask - you don't want to know

Why do you talk - you don't want to tell
Why do you talk - you don't want to tell
What is really on your mind
The world's already full of words and lies
Please don't talk - you don't want to tell
Please don't talk - you don't want to tell

Why do you talk - you don't want to tell
Why do you talk - you don't want to tell
Why do you ask - you don't want to know
Why do you ask - you don't want to know

Nomade [We never change]

2009-07-05T14:31:00.000-07:00

A veces me cuesta poner los pies en la tierra, y darme cuenta que uno es un punto estatico de observacion. Segun el dicho "home is where the heart is", pero que pasa si el corazon elige diferentes latitudes? Sera por eso que me cuesta?Por momentos siento que vivo un largo sueño... que estoy en un profundo letargo del que no salgo. Hoy aca, mañana alla, y pasado mas alla. Mi vida esta aca, aunque hay una parte que esta a 1500km. Y cuando el dia es gris, encuentro la forma de volar lejos, de no pensar en los problemas, o dejarlos en stand-by mientras me pongo las alas y mi mascara de simpatia. Y asi es como no pasa nada, cuando quiero acordar solo tengo las nubes bajo mis pies, el sol al costado, y una sonrisa que manter.
Y para entonces me encuentro en algun hotel, mirando atraves de la ventana un nuevo horizonte, el mismo que aca, pero sin edificios que lo apaguen, con alguna montaña o algo asi. Es ahi cuando pienso "el mundo es un pañuelo" y puedo ver sus matices, y asi aclarar mi mente.
Es bueno vivir la vida con imaginacion e inocencia, por mas que se va perdiendo de a poco... pero es algo que trato de preservar.... y a veces cuesta...
Quiero seguir volando, no me quiero quedar...

Coldplay We never change

I wanna live life and never be cruel
I wanna live life and be good to you

And I wanna fly and never come down
And live my life and have friends around

We never change, Do we? No, No
We never learn, Do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house

I wanna live life and always be true
I wanna live life and be good to you

And I wanna fly and never come down
And live my life and have friends around

We never change, Do we? No, No
We never learn, Do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house
Where making more friends would be easy

Oh, And I don´t have a soul to save
Yes, And I sin every single day

We never change, Do we?
We never learn, Do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house
Where making more friends would be easy
I wanna live where the sun comes out ...

Daft Punk | Something about us

2009-03-17T11:45:00.000-07:00

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
'Cos there's something between us anyway

I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you

I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

El Paraiso Perdido, de John Milton

2009-03-17T11:08:00.000-07:00

Despues de casi 15 meses de buscar y rebuscar este libro por todo Buenos Aires lo encontre.
Es una epopeya de la caida de Adan y Eva, vista desde otra perspectiva, la de Satanas. El angel mas bello de todos quien queria desafiar a Dios y al no poder logrado se vio arrojado a la penumbra del infierno. Desde donde planeo su contraataque a Dios, no de forma directa [dado que no resulto la primera vez] sino mas bien por medio del hombre, su ultima creacion. Tentandolo con la fruta prohibida y abriendoles los ojos a una supuesta verdad.
Critica a Dios que supuestamene es un Dios bueno, entonces por que nos hace pasar tantos sufrimientos?

Citas:
"[...]Todo este poderoso ejercito se ve por ello sumido en una horrible destruccion, en cuanto pueden ser destruidos los dioses y las esencias divinas, porque el pensamiento y el espiritu quedan invencibles, y el vigor renace pronto, por mas que se haya extinguido toda nuestra gloria y sumido aqui en una miseria infinita nuestro feliz estado.[...]"

"[...] Ten por seguro que nuestra mision no consistira nunca en hacer el bien; nuestra unica delicia sera siempre hacer el mal, por ser lo contrario de la alta voluntad de Aquel a quien resistimos. Si su providencia procura sacar el bien de nuestro mal, debemos trabajar para lograr este fin y hasta para encontrar en el bien medios que conduzcan al mal, lo cual podremos lograr con frecuencia de modo que quiza lleguemos a apesadumbrar al enemigo y, si no me equivoco, a distraer sus mas profundos designios del fin a que se encaminan."

"[...] El espiritu lleva en si mismo su porpia morada y puede en si mismo hacer un cielo del infierno o un infierno del cielo.[...]"

"[...]reinar es digno de admicion, aunque sea en el infierno vale mas reinar en el infierno que servir en el cielo."

"[...]Tendremos pues, que obtener por medio de la astucia y del artificio lo que la fuerza no ha alcanzado, a fin de que en adelante sepa por lo menos que un enemigo vencido por la fuerza, solo es vencido a medias."

"[...] Supongamos que se apiade de nosotros, que nos perdone bajo la promesa de una nueva sumision: ¿con que rostro podriamos permanecer humillados en su presencia, recibir la orden, estrictamente impuesta, de glorificar su trono, murmurando himnos, cantando a su divinidad aleluyas forzados, mientras el ocupe imperiosamente su trono envidiado, y mientras su altar exhale perfumes de ambrosia y de flores de ambrosia, serviles ofrendas nuestras? Esa sera nuestra mision en el cielo, esas nuestras delicias. ¡Oh, cuan enojosa debe ser una eternindad empleada en ofrecer adoraciones a quien se odia!."

"[...]Busquemos con preferencia nuestro bien en nosotros mismos y vivamos en este vasto retiro para nosotros mismos, libres, sin tener que dar cuenta a nadie de nuestras acciones, prefiriendo una dura libertad al ligero yugo de una pompa servil. Entonces se echara mas de ver nuestra grandeza, cuando hagamos salir lo util de lo nocivo, un estado prospero de una fortuna adversa[...]"

"[...]Los hombres[...] a pesar de que Dios proclama la paz, viven alimentando entre ellos el odio, la enemistad y las querellas; se declaran querras crueles y devastan la Tierra para destruirse unos a otros, como si (lo que deberia establecer entre nosotros la concordia) el hombre no tuviera bastantes enemigos infernales que velan noche y dia por su destruccion."

"[...] Las cosas vanas, y los que en ellas fundan sus mas confiadas esperanzas de gloria, de fama duradera o de felicidad en esta vida o en la otra. Todos los que tienen en la Tierra su recompensa, fruto de una supersticion penosa o de obsecado celo, y que buscan unicamente las alabanzas de los hombres, encuentran en aquel sitio una retribucion adecuada, vacia, como sus acciones.[...]"

"[...] Siempre se paga, y siempre se debe. [...] Un corazon agradecido, aunque deba, no debe, sino que paga sin cesar, siendo a la vez deudor y pagador.[...]"

"[...] Como artista habil en todo fraude, el fue el primero que practico la falsedad bajo una apariencia santa, a fin de ocultar su profunda malicia encerrada en la venganza.[...]"

" '- ¿Acaso no me conoceis?- repuso Satanas [...]- no conocerme es confesaros desconocidos vosotros mismos[...]' "

" '[...] El hombre debe manifestar por el numero su singular imperfeccion, y ha de producir el semejante de su semejante, multiplicando su imagen defectuosa en la unidad, lo cual exige una tierna amistad y un mutuo amor.[...]' "

" '[...]¡Oh, goces fugaces del Paraiso, cuan caros os he comprado a costa de desgracias infinitas! ¿Cuando permanecia en el polvo, te pedi acaso ¡oh, Creador!, que me transformaras en hombre? ¿He solicitado que me sacaras de las tinieblas o que me colocaras en este delicioso jardin? Como mi voluntad no ha concurrido a mi ser, es justo y equitativo que me reduzcas otra vez al polvo de que naci, ya que deseo resignar, devolver lo que he recibido, porque me siento incapaz de cumplir tus durisimas condiciones por las cuales debia alcanzar un bien que no he solicitado. ¿Por que has añadido a la perdida de este bien, que ya es bastante castigo, el sentimiento de una desdicha sin fin? Tu justicia parece inexplicable...[...] ' Y por que el Señor de todas las cosas sea infinito, ¿lo sera tambien su colera? El hombre no lo es, luego es mortal. ¿Como ejercera el Altisimo una colera sin fin sobre el hombre, a quien debe poner termino la muerte? ¿Puede el Señor hacer inmortal a la muerte? Eso seria caer en una extraña contradiccion, imposible en Dios por que argüiria debilidad y no poder. Por amor hacia su colera, ¿extenderia lo finito hasta lo infinito en el hombre castigado, para satisfacer su rigor nunca satisfecho? Eso seria llevar su sentencia aun mas alla del polvo y de la ley de la Naturaleza, por la cual todas las cosas obran segun la capacidad de los seres en los que opera su materia, y no segun la extension de su propia esfera. Pero ¿y si la muerte no extingue de un solo golpe el sentimiento, como yo he supuesto, y desde hoy se convierte en una miseria interminable, tal como la empiezo a experimentar a la vez dentro y fuera de mi, y esto sigue perpetuamente del mismo modo?...¡Ah!, de nuevo se apodera de mi este temor, que pesa como una tormena terrible sobre mi cabeza indefensa. ' La muerte y yo somos eternos e incorporeos juntamente. Pero no soy el unico que participa de esta suerte, sino que conmigo esta maldecida toda mi posteridad. ¡Que hermoso patrimonio os lego, hijos mios! ¡Oh!, ¿por que no lo habre de consumir todo entero y no dejaros nada de el? Desheredados de este modo, me besndeciriais, en vez de maldecirme. ¡Ah! ¿Por la falta de un solo hombre ha de verse condenada toda la raza humana, por mas que sea inocente? Pero ¿lo sera? ¿Que puede salir de mi que no sea corrompido, de un espiritu y de una voluntad depravados, y que no este dispuesto, no solo a hacer, sino a querer hacer lo mismo que yo he hecho? Y siendo asi, ¿como podrian permanecer libres de responsabilidad en presencia de Dios?' "

" ' ¡Oh! ¿Por que Dios, el sabio Creador, que poblo los altos cielos de espiritus masculinos, creo al fin esta novedad en la Tierra, esta hermosa imperfeccion de la Naturaleza? ¿Por que no ha llenado de una vez el mundo de hombres, asi como lleno el cielo de angeles, sin mujeres? ¿Por que no ha recurrido a otro medio para perpetuar la especie humana? Si asi fuese, no hubiera acaecido esa desgracia ni las que vendran en pos de ella, ni ocurriran en la Tierra los innumerables disturbios ocacionados por los artificios de las mujeres y por el intimo consorcio con su sexo; porque, o el hombre no encontrara jamas la compañera que le conviene, sino que la tendra tal cual se la depare el infortunio o el error, o la que mas desee sera la que menos obtenga por su perversidad, y vera que la alcanza otro menos acreeedor que el; si, por el contrario, ella le ama, estara contrariada por sus padres, o se le presentara otra eleccion mas ventajosa, cuando ya sea demasiado tarde, y este unido por los vinculos del matrimonio a una cruel enemiga, su odio o su vergüenza. De todo esto resultara una calamidad infinita para la especie humana, que turbara la paz del hogar domestico.' "

"[...]' Ningun hombre procure en adelante saber lo que ha de sucederle a el o a sus hijos, porque adquirira el conocimiento de un mal que su misma prevision no podra evitar; y el mal futuro, conocido de esta suerte, no sera para el menos doloroso que si en realidad existiera.' [...] "

De 0-5, 5.~

Daft Punk | Digital Love

2009-03-13T06:19:00.000-07:00

Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I've waited so long
Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rythm gets stronger
There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long

The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too
But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone

Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
I wish this dream comes true

Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
We'll make this dream come true

Why don't you play the game ?
Why don't you play the game ?

Goldfrapp | Happiness

2008-12-16T12:05:00.000-08:00

Join our group and you will find
Harmony and peace of mind
Make you better
We’re here to welcome you

We’re all on a journey to
Finding the real inner you
Make you better (make you better)
We’re here to welcome you

Time stops to whir
You’ve lost life

Happiness
How did you get to be
Happiness
How did you get to find
Love, real love
Love, love, love

Footing in the magic world
Donate all your money we’ll
Make it better (make it better)
We’re here to welcome you

We can see a troubled soul
Give his soul, your money will
Make it better (make it better)
We’re here to welcome you

Time stops to whir
You’ve lost life

Happiness
How did you get to be
Happiness
How did you get to find
Love, real love
Love, love, love

We’ll be swimming in the sea
Of wisdom and serenity
Make you better

Happiness
How did you get to be
Happiness
How did you get to find
Love, real love
Love, love, love

Adrian Nievas | Sere

2008-12-01T17:50:00.000-08:00

Alguna vez una sabia persona me hizo escuchar esto [gracias] . Desde ahi hay un antes y un despues.
Hoy se los dedico a Uds. Tango y Comi.
Los quiero, x

- - ♥ - -

Hoy me levanté y vi mi retrato en mi televisor
(Yo estaba reflejado ahí)
Me empecé a mirar
Me empecé a preguntar: ¿Qué harás por mí?
Y escuché esta voz:
"Seré tu calor, seré tu perdón
Seré quien consienta los caprichos
Que otros te hicieron callar
Y dormiré con vos
Y al despertar
siempre estaré allí para hacerte reír
Y desayunar, luego ir a caminar
Mientras me contás las locuras que harás
Y te protegeré
Cerrarélas puertas
Alerta estaré con mis puños bien cerrados
Y aunque nadie venga, yo estaré aquí con vos
Porque soy quien nunca
Nunca dejaré de quererme y amarme
Porque vos soy yo
Y yo soy tu voz
Y soy tan inmenso que no necesito alejarme de mí
para encontrar lo que todos buscan
Y que morirán si no pueden hallar
Pero yo no yo no"
Seré MI calor, seré MI perdón
Seré quien consienta
Los caprichos que otros me hicieron callar
Y dormiré con vos
Y al despertar
Siempre estaré allí para hacer ME reír
Y desayunar, luego ir a caminar
Mientras ME contás las locuras que HARÉ
Y ME protegeré
Cerraré las puertas
Alerta estaré con mis puños bien cerrados

Goldfrapp | Tiptoe

2008-12-01T16:54:00.000-08:00

You feel good
You feel right
You're so good
You feel good
You feel right
You're so good

Tiptoe. Over me
Tiptoe
Tiptoe. Over me
Tiptoe

You feel good
You feel right
You're so good

Tears start over nightly
Go away
Tears start over
Here over you
Tears start. Over
Tears start
Tears start over you

You feel good
You feel right
You're so good

Tears start. Over
Here over you
Tears start over
Tears start
Go away
Tears start over
Here over you

Tears just started over you but I'm not over you
Tears start over you
Tears just started over you but I'm not over you

September | Cry For You

2008-11-06T11:10:00.000-08:00

I never had to say goodbye
You must have known I wouldn't stay
While you were talking about our life
You killed the beauty of today

Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever never comes around
(People love and let go)
Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever's gonna slow you down

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

You never heard me break your heart
You didn't wake up when we died
Since I was lonely from the start
I think the end is mine to write

Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever never comes around
(People love and let go)
Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever's gonna slow you down

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever never comes around
Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever's gonna slow you down

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

You'll never see me again
So now who's gonna cry for you
You'll never see me again
No matter what you do

Forever and ever
Life is now or never
Forever never comes around

Alex Gaudino feat. Crystal Waters | Detination Calabria

2008-11-03T09:41:00.000-08:00

Destination unknown

I Left my job my boss my car and my home,
I'm leaving for a destination I still don't know,
somewhere nobody must have duties at all,
and if you like this you can follow me so lets go,
follow me and lets go,
to the place where we belong and leave our troubles at home,
come with me,
we can go to a paradise of love and joy at Destination unknown, known, known, known....unknown, known, known, known....

Destination unkown

Now I won't feel those heavy shoulders no more, my life got better now I finally enjoy, yes all the people want to come here and so? Come on and join us you can do that now, lets go, follow me, and lets go, to the place where we belong and leave our troubles at home, come with me, we can go to a paradise of love and joy, a destination unknown, known, known, known...

We left the city the pollution the crowd, the air is clean, the ocean's blue, I love that sound, We're happy for this destination we've found, and if you want this you can follow me, lets go, follow me, and lets go, to the place where we belong and leave our troubles at home, come with me, we can go, to a paradise of love and joy, a destination unknown, known, known, known....unknown, known, known, known....

Destination Unknown

Enya | Book Of Days

2008-10-28T20:11:00.000-07:00

One day, one night, one moment,
my dreams could be, tomorrow.
One step, one fall, one falter,
east or west, over earth or by ocean.
One way to be my journey,
this way could be my Book of Days.

Ó lá go lá, mo thuras,
an bealach fada romham.
Ó oíche go hoíche, mo thuras,
na scéalta nach mbeidh a choích.

No day, no night, no moment,
can hold me back from trying.
One flag, One fall, One falter,
I'll find my day may be, Far and Away.
Far and Away.

One day, one night, one moment,
with a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
find a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
this day ends together, Far and Away.
This day ends together, Far and Away.
Far and Away.

Vittorio el Vampiro, de Anne Rice

2008-10-26T13:45:00.001-07:00

Vittorio es el primer libro que leo de todos los de las cronicas vampiricas de Anne Rice, se que si los leo me terminaran gustanto eventualmente, pero al ver que son taaaantos me da un poco de fiaca empezarlos.
En este libro se cuenta la historia de vida de Vittorio. Y como presencia la muerte de toda su familia en manos de una banda de vampiros. Lo cual lo llena de odio y sed de venganza.
Por lo cual se prepara para enfrentar a los vampiros, los cuales tenian su guarida cerca de una aldea en la cual se hospeda Vittorio. Una aldea bastante peculiar en el que no hay enfermos, mendigos ni niños, lo cual llama la atencion de Vittorio. Y se termina dando cuenta que los aldeanos tenian un pacto con la banda de vampiros. Es ahi cuando es secuestrado y le ofrecieron el "don oscuro", es decir, convertirse en uno de ellos, cosa que el rechazo a pesar de que su vida corriera riesgo... aunque gracias a Ursula en vez de matarlo lo llevaron a un pueblo. En el cual medio inconciente pudo ver a dos angeles, quienes mas tarde lo ayudan a combatir a los vampiros. Cuando entra en su guardia y los empieza a decapitar uno a uno, cuando llego el turno de Ursula no se atrevio... penso en que quizas su alma podia ser salvada. Y ella lo engaña y lo convierte en vampiro.
Esa es su eterna agonia.

Bookmarks:
"[..] Pienso que todos, (humanos, vampiros, todos los seres sensibles capaces de llorar), todos sufrimos de una maldicion: la de saber mas de lo que podemos soportar y no poder hacer nada, absolutamente nada, contra el poder y la tentacion de ese conocimiento."

De 0-5, 4.~

Las Sirenas, historia de un simbolo, de Meri Lao

2008-10-26T13:44:00.000-07:00

Guau, que libro... la verdad interesantisimo.
Es un libro que explora el nacimiento de las Sirenas, no solo en lo mitologico sino en lo sico-simbolico. Como una forma que tenian los hombres para entender la dualidad de la naturaleza femenina. Y como con la historia fueron mutando.
Por ejemplo, las primeras Sirenas, de las cuales se tiene relato son las Sirenas de Homero, que distaban mucho de ser las grandes seductoras marinas mitad mujer mitad pez. Por el contrario eran grandes seductoras, pero solamente por la belleza de su voz, no asi por su apariencia, [grandes pajaros con cabeza y busto de mujer]. Con esto lo que se intentaba representar es la aprension de los hombres para con las mujeres, y al relacionarlas con el mar, es el ancla a lo desconocido. A lo familiar pero incierto a la vez, el mar se asemeja al utero materno, a un espacio que nos conforto una vez, pero que al hombre adulto solo apareja dudas y desconcierto. El cual esta relacionado con la muerte, con lo oscuro y profundo, en definitiva, con lo desconocido, con la mujer. Mas adelante en epocas de la inquisicion, se tomo la imagen de las seductoras del mar, para representar el pecado, todo lo pecaminoso que encerraba la mujer. Que solo era un instrumento de Satan para tentar al hombre a lo desconocido y lo vanal. Es por eso que se las representaba con largas cabelleras que llevaban sueltas, que en la simbologia del momento representaban la frivolidad de las mujeres, la seduccion (ante sala a las pasiones carnales) por ende al pecado. Como asi tambien el peine que llevaban, que simbolizaba lo material, la necesidad de lo material como medio para seducir. El espejo, que es un gran simbolo de la vanidad y tantas otras cosas que se podrian analizar minuciosamente.
Lo que mas me atrajo, y creo que inconsientemente es el por que de mi particular agrado a las Sirenas, es su dualidad, en las historias aparecen como aterradoras profetizas de muerte y naufragios, como tambien benevolentes salvadoras marinas. Como grandes seductoras, pero a la vez eternas virgenes, grandes madres pero carentes de vastagos.
Las Sirenas son una de las pocas criaturas feericas que trascienden los limites de las religiones, culturas y etnias. Son una constante en casi todas las religiones, cultos, etc. del mundo, desde los nativos americanos, a Europa, la India y la China. Son la representacion de una incognita en los seres humanos, las mujeres y su dualidad, el mar [lo desconocido] y por que no, la muerte.

Bookmarks:
" ' Sirenas, alegre pena del navegante,
muerte suave, goce cruel ' "

" ' Todo espejo es magico, en efecto, pues todo espejo es una suerte de "trampa de almas" y estas trampas, instrumentos de la regresion autistica, son las que las devoradoras de hombres llevan consigo ' "

"Pero mas importante que explicar a las Sirenas como objetos concretos nacidos de un error de la percepcion o bien como figuras abstractas nacidas de la fantasia, es encararlas como simbolo. Simbolo de insondable profundidad, que persiste con una tenacidad rara, lo cual demuestra la solidez del evento psiquico que las origino"

De 0-5, 5.~

Como agua para chocolate, de Laura Esquivel

2008-10-26T13:43:00.000-07:00

Tita es la hija menor de una viuda. La cual por el simple hecho de ser la menor estaba destinada a cuidar de su madre hasta que ella muriera, sin poder casarse. Sin embargo ella se enamoro de Pedro el cual al no poder casarse con ella se casa con su hermana mayor, Rosaura, para asi poder estar cerca de Tita. Quien tenia una gran aficion a la cocina y vivia su vida a traves de las comidas. Era asi como expresaba sus sentimientos, ese era su arte y su refugio.
Y es asi como Tita se limita a ver la vida que se pierde bajo el sometimiento de su Madre y de una tradicion familiar por demas absurda. De la cual quiere salvar a Esperanza, la hija menor de Rosaura y Pedro. Estando siempre limitada por el que diran y las buenas costumbres.
Hasta el dia en que finalmente su Madre y Rosaura mueren y puede asi consumar su amor con Pedro, un amor que llevaban en secreto por 22 años.

Bookmarks:
"[...]' El amor no se piensa: se siente, o no se siente'[...]"

"[...]' Todos nacemos con una caja de cerillos en nuestro interior, no los podemos encender solos, necesitamos, [...] oxigeno y la ayuda de una vela. [...] El oxigeno tiene que provenir, por ejemplo, del aliento de la persona amada; la vela puede ser cualquier tipo de alimento, musica, caricia, palabra o sonido que haga disparar el detonador y asi encender uno de los cerillos. Por un momento nos sentiremos deslumbrados por una intensa emocion. Se producira en nuestro interior un agradable calor que ira desapareciendo poco a poco conforme pase el tiempo, hasta que venga una nueva explosion a reavivarlo. Cada persona tiene que descubrir cuales son sus detonadores para poder vivir, pues la combustion que se produce al encender uno de ellos es lo que nutre de energia al alma. En otras palabras, esta combustion es su alimento. Si uno no descubre a tiempo cuales son sus propios detonadores, la caja de cerillos se humedece y ya nunca podremos encender un solo fosforo.
' Si eso llega a pasar el alma huye de nuestro cuerpo, camina errante por las tinieblas mas profundas tratando vanamente de encontrar el alimento por si misma, ignorante de que solo el cuerpo que ha dejado inerte, lleno de frio, es el unico que podria darselo.
[...]
'Por eso hay que permanecer alejados de personas que tengan un aliento gelido. Su sola presencia podria apagar el fuego mas intenso, con los resultados que ya conocemos. Mientras mas distancia tomemos de estas personas sera mas facil protegernos de su soplo. [...] Hay muchas maneras de poner a secar una caja de cerillos humeda, pero [...] tiene remedio.
[...]
'Claro que tambien hay que poner mucho cuidado en ir encendiendo los cerillos uno por uno. Porque si por una emocion muy fuerte se llegan a encender todos de un solo golpe producen un resplandor tan fuerte que ilumina mas alla de lo que podemos ver normalmente y entonces ante nuestros ojos aparece un tunel esplendoroso que nos muestra el camino que olvidamos al momento de nacer y que nos llama a reencontrar nuestro perdido origen divino. El alma desea reintegrarse al lugar de donde proviene, dejando al cuerpo inerte...'[...]"

De 0-5, 4.~

La Princesa que creia en los Cuentos de Hadas, de Marcia Grad

2008-10-26T13:42:00.002-07:00

Esta es la historia de Victoria, una princesa que esperaba cumplir su cuento de hadas. Siempre preparada para cuando llegara el momento. Cuando por fin encontro a su Principe Azul y se caso todo fue de maravillas, hasta que de un momento a otro el Principe dejo de ser tan encantador, y a ser poseido por el Sr. Escondido. Una doble personalidad del Principe que era mas bien su lado oscuro.
Las dobles personalidades son un tema en este libro por que Victoria tambien es Vicky [su amiga imaginaria, que no es mas que ella misma] la cual estaba siempre escondida por que por lo general no estaba a la altura de las circunstancias, y el Real Codigo de Sentimientos prohibia el comportamiento que generalmente tenia Vicky.
Es asi como Victoria/Vicky y el Principe Azul/Sr. Escondido empezaron a tener problemas de pareja. El Sr. Escondido maltrataba a Victoria constantemente y ella no sabia que hacer. Es por eso que decide recorrer el camino de la verdad, para intentar encontrar una cura para el mal de su marido.
Al recorrerlo se encuentra con varios personajes bastante extraños y se da cuenta que no sirve de nada ser quien uno no es para poder cumplir con nuestro cuento de Hadas. Y a separar la ilusion de la realidad, a darse cuenta de lo que es y no lo que deberia ser.

Bookmarks:
" 'La habilidad para hacer lo que es mejor aunque no coincida con lo que uno quiere, es un signo de madurez-Respondio Doc [...]- Por supuesto, eso no significa que sea menos dificil.' "

De 0-5, 4.~

The Wizard of Oz, by L. Frank Baum

2008-10-26T13:42:00.001-07:00

I wanted to read this book ever since I saw the movie.
It's a nice naive story without true meaning or hiden messages.
It was really nice though, and what I can get as a the moral of the story would be:
How people need to be told about qualities they have, without realizing that they're actually there, no need to be told about them or to see them, you just know that is there.
Such as the case of the brainless Scarecrow, who always came up with the best plans to get out of trouble; or the heartless Tin Woodman, who in lack of his heart cried almost about everything just to resemble how it feels to have a heart; or the Cowardly Lion that was always willing to rescue his comrades.
I liked the scenarios of the book, they're very neat and nice to imagine. Also the characters, some of them lovely and the "baddies" being the cutest for their lack of real malice and their clumsiness.

From 0-5, 3.~

The Amber Spyglass, by Philip Pullman

2008-10-26T13:41:00.000-07:00

Everything comes to an end, and that's basically what this book is about, the end of the trilogy of His Dark Materials.
Mrs. Coulter [Lyra's mother] has defied the Church and taken her daughter, Lyra, to a remote cave where she keeps the girl imprisoned in a drug-induced sleep. Will, still in the world of Cittagazze, enlists the help of two rebel angels, Baruch and Balthamos [who are deeply inlove with each other], to rescue Lyra. But they are not the only ones after her, also the Church and Lord Asriel's army are after them.
When Will attempts to attack Mrs. Coulter [who resembled of his mother] the Knife broke in pieces. Because that's almost the only thing that the Knife can't cut trough, love.
That's when they start their journey into the land of the dead, where they learn about death, their deaths. Here Pullman introduces a concept I found really intresting. It's like Dead is sort of a counter part of Angels, when you're born you're born with your death. Who will be with you until your time comes. Very intresting indeed.
Once in the land of the dead they have to leave behind a part of their souls, Lyra her dæmon and Will... finds out that he also have a dæmon, because he feels the same heartaching pain that Lyra, when leaving them behind. So they set out to the land of death. And this is very similar to greek mithology, because you need to cross a lake in a boat rowed by an aged boatman.
There they freed the souls of dead people by opening a window out of that world into another, where ghost disolve into nature. Here's another idea I liked, the idea of Carpe Diem, live the moment. Because the ghost' state that there's nothing after life, the world where they are at is empty, there's nothing to feel, but regret and loneliness. And after they cross to the other world they disolve, they become part of everything in the world.
Anyway, I couldn't believe my eyes when I read that God as it was, was like an aged angel, that could only mumble, and groan, and when he got in touch with the air [because he was kept in a crystal litter] vanished... And the Regent just wanted to taste the pleassures of life, of flesh.
Just then, Lyra's parents kill the Regent, he's lulled by Mrs. Coulter's charms to the land of dead, where there's a great abyss in wich the three of them are to fall and fall for eternity.
And Will and Lyra are safe in another world where they get their dæmon's back. And realize that they're inlove with one another. But they must part, each to his/her own world. And the Knife must be broken. But they agree to go to a certain tree that's in both worlds once a year, for as long as they shall live so they can be closer to one another.
That was really sad, I couldn't help weeping while reading that.
I must say that this trilogy was one of the best I ever read. I enjoyed reading the books and I like the subtle ideas that are treated through the books. Ideas such as, global warming, the church, life and death, love [also gay love, in the case of Baruch and Balthamos], self-discovery, friendship among others.

Bookmarks:
"And barely ten minutes later the soft sound of wingbeats came to their ears, and Balthamos stood up eagerly. The next moment, the two angels were embarcing, and Will, gazing into the flames, saw their mutual affection. More than affection: they loved each other with a passion."

" 'My father has just died, that's why. He would have told me all he knew, if he hadn't been killed. You say it's a world -do you mean a world like this one, another universe?'
Balthamos looked at Baruch, who shrugged.
'And what happens in the world of the dead?' Will went on.
'It's imposible to say,' said Baruch. 'Everything about it is secret. Even the churches don't know; they tell their belivers that they'll live in Heaven, but that's a lie. If people really knew...' "

" [...] 'A long way from here in both worlds . You flew quickly'
'It is the oonly gift I have,' said Baruch, 'except the love of Balthamos, whom I shall never see again.' [...] "

" [...] When she saw how they worked, not on their own but two by two, working their trunks together to tie a knot, she realized why they'd been so astonished by her hands, because of course she could tie knots on her own. At first she felt that this gave her an advantage -she needed no one else- and then she realized how it cut her off from others. Perhaps all human beings were like that. [...] "

" 'The only way you'll cross the lake and go to the land of the dead,' he said, [...] 'is with your own deaths. You must call up your own deaths. I have heard of people like you, who keep their deaths at bay. You don't like them, and out of courtesy they stay out of sight. But they're not far off. Whenever you turn your head, your deaths dodge behind you. Whenever you look, they hide. They hide in a tea cup. Or in a dewdrop. Or in a breath of wind. Not like me and old Magda here,' he said, and he pinched her withered cheek, and she pushed his hand away.
'We live togheter in kindness and frienship. That's the answer, that's it, that's what you've got to do, say welcome, make friends, be kind, invite your deaths to come close to you, and see what you can get them to agree to.' "

" ' Well, where is God,' said Mrs. Coulter, 'if he's alive? And why doesn't he speak anymore? At the begginig of the world, God walked in the Garden and spoke with Adam and Eve. Then he began to withdraw, and he forbade Moses to look at his face. Later, in the time of Daniel, he was aged -he was the Ancient of Days. Where is he now? Is he still alive, at some inconceivable age, decrepit and demented, unable to think or act or speak and unable to die, a rotten hulk? And if that's is his condition, wouldn't it be the most merciful thing, the truest proof of our love for God, to seek him out and give him the gift of death?' "

From 0-5, 5.~

The Subtle Knife, by Philip Pullman

2008-10-26T13:40:00.002-07:00

I don't like books whithout an end, that lead nowhere but the next book, or more likely to be a chapter of a book, not a book itself.
When I finished the Golden Compass I needed to keep on reading, because the story came to nowhere… I needed more information. What happened with Dust? What happened to Roger? Will Iorek find Lyra? Well, a lot of questions indeed, most of them without answers. I know I could sort them out by guess work but if I wanted accurate answers I would have to keep on reading the next book in order to get them.
Now then, the Subtle Knife was much more than I expected. And the history itself was much much more, than I hoped for.
This time it tells the story of Will who accidentally finds his way to another world, without grownups. And meets Lyra, soon they become close friends and start their adventures. Lyra needs to find out about Dust and Will needs to find his long-lost father, soon they find out that their paths meet, and Will finds his father as well as Lyra learns more about Dust.
Basically is like what happened in the first book, Kids don't get affected by Dust, unlike grownups. But in the world that they were at, grownups got killed by Spectres.
I got really touched by Will's story, the way he feels, like a kid sometimes though he's more likely to be a grownup, or at least he have to think as a grownup wich is very helpful. And it was really cool that he got to be the bearer of the Subtle Knife.
Also I really enjoyed and shared Pullman's point of view about the church, how it manipulates everything and it cuts and/or destroy everything that stands against it. Every tiny idea that might come to be a risk on "faith" is shattered and silenced.

Bookmarks:
" 'And he invited us to join him, sisters. To join his army against the Authority. [...] He showed me that to rebel was right and just, when you considered what the agents of the Authority did in His name... [...] he told me of many more hideous cruelties dealt out in the Authority's name-of how they capture witches, in some worlds, and burn them alive, sisters. Yes, witches like ourselves...
'He opened my eyes. He showed me things I had never seen, cruelties and horrors all comitted in the name of the Authority, all designed to destroy the joys and the truthfulness of life.' "

" 'There are two great powers, ' the man said, ' and they've been fighting since time began. Every advance in human life, every scrap of knowledge and wisdom and decency we have has been torn by one side from the teeth of the other. Every little increase in human freedom has been fought over ferociously between those who want us to know more and be wiser and stronger, and those who want us to obey and be humble and submit' "

From 0-5, 4.~

The Golden Compass, by Philip Pullman

2008-10-26T13:40:00.001-07:00

Lyra Belacqua a young girl in a world similiar to ours but not quite, sets off on a quest to help a friend. Is a Story that tells of self discovery, self consciousness and "Dæmon Familiars"
[a phisical representation of the soul] as they appear throughout the book and is the cause for Bears envy over humans.
As soon as I started reading it I knew I was going to like it. The way in wich Pullman writes reminds me of literature classes back in school, he's very english-like. The plot have lots of politics, and history going on. I wonder, what was his source of inspiration?
Anyway, it was thrilling, the adventure starts just at the beggining, it keeps your eyes wide open and your mind speeding up through the lines.
I couldn't stop reading, and the story was really nice. It has that sort of magic-reality on it that I really enjoyed.

Bookmarks:
" 'When you're young, you do think that things last forever. Unfortunately , they don't. [...]' "

"With every second that went past, with every sentence she spoke, she felt a little strenght flowing back. And now that she was doing something difficult and familiar and never quite predictable, namely lying, she felt a sort of mastery [...]. She had to be carefull not to say anything obviously impossible; she had to be vague in some places and invent plausible details in others; she had to be an artist in short"

From 0-5, 4.~

Peter Pan in Scarlet, by Geraldine McCaughrean

2008-10-26T13:36:00.000-07:00

The Second [official and authorized] part of the The One-and-Only Child, The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up.
McCaughrean sticks to the way Barrie wrote the first book, with a weird sense of imagination, quite difficult to follow, even for those of us who have strong imagination.
I couldn't help reading it thought at times was kind of boring, and not that exciting, nothing made me want to read more of it. I mean, it wasn't that catching. I had to read it because I like Peter Pan, and ever since I knew about the book I wanted to read them both, wich I did. But with books it's the first time that I felt like the movies were better [even Hook].
It also have the kind of mesagges a kid wound't decipher. For example, Tootles [one of the Lost Boys] comes back to Neverland as a girl [in her Ballerina costume], because he only have Daughters to borrow the clothes from... As far as I know that's called travestite, or it's a lil' bit gay... kind of like in the first book, Captian Jas Hook, was very in touch with his feminine side, he liked fine music, clothes and was almost addicted to good mannors [isn't that a gay-like profile?]
But I think this kind of books are made for inocent little minds, and I assume that young readers wound't realize about those subliminal messages.
Of course we woudn't be able to imagine a new enemy, Hook also plays his part on the book [very predictable I would say]; and regarding the fairies, Tink seems to be dead, instead Fireflyer takes the part of the fairy in the book, and I'd say that he's my favourite character, a big little liar ^^.

Bookmarks:
"NEVERLAND!
A circle without a perimeter, a square without corners, and island without bounds: Neverland. Imagination had pushed it up from the bottom of the sea and into the daylight. Now bad dreams had summoned them back to it: the place where children never grow up!"

" 'Not everyone can be rich,' Peter went on. 'Not everyone can be strong or clever. Nor everyone can be beautiful. But we can all be brave! If we tell ourselves we can do it; if we say to our hearts, "Don't jump about"; if we carry ourselves like heroes... we can all be brave! We can all look Danger in the face and be glad to meet it, and draw our swords and say, "Have at you, Danger! You don't scare me!" Courage is there for the taking: you don't need money to buy it. You don't need to go to school to learn it! Courage is the thing, isn't it? Don't you think so, people? Aren't I right? Courage is the thing! All goes if courage goes!' "

From 0-5, 3.~

Adicta | Ejemplar

2008-10-26T13:01:00.001-07:00

Completamente solos
a la espera de un cielo mas facil
Dejamos de importarnos
para ver si era culpa del sentir

No me basta esa opcion ejemplar
(requiere un esfuerzo)
Yo en cada esquina quiero doblar
(ser listo y primero)

No me basta esa opcion ejemplar
(requiere un esfuerzo)
Yo en cada esquina quiero doblar
(ser listo y primero)

¿Por que lamentarme
si se que a veces ya no aguanto
y corro hacia tu hermosa pesadilla
y ruego que me sueñes?
Y mientras me escuchas
rogar como si no supieras
que solo a mi me quitas la confianza
que a otros regalas

Completamente solos
a la espera de un cielo mas facil
Dejamos de importarnos
para ver si era culpa del sentir

No me basta esa opcion ejemplar
(requiere un esfuerzo)
Yo en cada esquina quiero doblar
(ser listo y primero)

No me basta esa opcion ejemplar
(requiere un esfuerzo)
Yo en cada esquina quiero doblar
(ser listo y primero)

¿Por que lamentarme
si se que a veces ya no aguanto
y corro hacia tu hermosa pesadilla
y ruego que me sueñes?
Y mientras me escuchas
rogar como si no supieras
que solo a mi me quitas la confianza
que a otros regalas

Bodyrox Feat. Luciana | Yeah Yeah

2008-10-26T12:59:00.002-07:00

You think you got it all worked out
But you dont know nothin', nothin', NOTHIN'
You think that you COULD rub me out
But I'm made of somethin', somethin', SOMETHIN'

I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two

RAW dirty pop track
Push it in and pull it back
Am I glamour pussing it
See if you can top that
Come into the new way
Bodyrox a new way
More than just a new craze
I'll show you who's rock'n'roll

I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh

Yeah oh Yeah oh
Yeah oh Yeah oh
Yeah oh Yeah oh
Yeah oh Yeah oh

You think you got it all worked out
But you dont know nothin', nothin', NOTHIN'
You think that you COULD rub me out
But I'm made of somethin', somethin', SOMETHIN'

I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two
Yeah oh Yeah oh
I COULD teach you a thing or two...

Nelly Furtado | I'm like a bird

2008-10-26T12:59:00.001-07:00

You're beautiful, that's for sure
You'll never ever fade
You're lovely but it's not for sure
That I won't ever change
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(And baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

Your faith in me brings me to tears
Even after all these years
And it pains me so much to tell
That you don't know me that well
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(And baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

It's not that I wanna say goodbye
It's just that every time you try to tell me that you love me
Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(And baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(And baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is
(And baby all I need for you to know is)
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is , I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is

Mason feat. Princess Superstar | Perfect

2008-10-26T12:58:00.000-07:00

Four three two one
Four three two one
One two three Whoo!

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

Thats right I'm a superstar
Everybody wanna come up when I'm at the bar
All the people wanna try
Its like give me some more
Try a little harder honey
Give me some more

Lets go I'm a superstar
Getting busy with the boys hanging at the bar
Everybody come across 'cause they all want me
You all knew when you saw me
I like how you look, baby call me

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

Check it out now

The look, the lips, the hips, the tits
The hair, the eyes, the skin, the waist
You can see what I can do on this microphone
So guess what I'm gonna do to you at home

The look, the lips, the hips, the tits
The hair, the eyes, the skin, the waist
You can see what I can do on this microphone
So guess what I'm gonna do to you at home

Perfection haha!

One two three four

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

Perfect, perfect, perfect, I'm perfect

One two three four
Four three two one
One two three four
Four three two one

One two three four
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like ah
Push it, push it
Watch me work it
I'm perfect

Rachel Starr | Till There Was You

2008-10-26T12:57:00.002-07:00

What in the world is a girl to do?
When in this smokey place I only see you
Was far away when you caught my eye
You've brought me back and now you're making me high

I was alone out there, with no one else around
Now I've fallen for you, and there's no coming down

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Fate can act in a curious way
When all that mattered means nothing today
All that concerns me, that drenches my thoughts
Is the sensation that seeing you brought

I was alone out there, with no one else around
Now I've fallen for you, and there's no coming down

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

I was alone out there, with no one else around
Now I've fallen for you, and there's no coming down

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Till there was you, I know what you're needing
My thoughts are leading, me straight into your eyes
What can I do? I'm looking right at you
This feeling is all new, I want you addicted to me

Till there was you...