31.12.06

Es necesario que el sujeto sea uno en la coincidencia con el objeto y en la conciencia que se abre de este hecho considerable. Seguramente ni los espíritus sometidos a los esquemas convencionales que reglan lo esencial de la vida cotidiana, ni los que simétricamente toman los discursos metafísicos por explicaciones, se hallan en condiciones de percibir el azar ni de atribuirle la capacidad superior de realidad que permite finalmente penetrar en la realidad de las cosas.

la forma de manifestación de la necesidad exterior que se abre un camino en el inconsciente humano
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies
Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled claws
Rape and rebellion in the nurseries of my face,
Gag of dumbstruck tree to block from bare enemies
The bayonet tongue in this undefended prayerpiece,
The present mouth, and the sweetly blown trumpet of lies,
Shaped in old armour and oak the countenance of a dunce
To shield the glistening brain and blunt the examiners,
And a tear-stained widower grief drooped from the lashes
To veil belladonna and let the dry eyes perceive
Others betray the lamenting lies of their losses
By the curve of the nude mouth or the laugh up the sleeve.

30.12.06

abajo

her death their death our death

his death my death your death
arriba

21.12.06

EL REINO ESTÁ CERCA

18.12.06

LA POESÍA ES UNA HEMBRITA

Micaela is Girabel

11.12.06

perfil de la gravedad

9.12.06

GOD BLESS OUR DEAD MARINES

They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair

They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair

And no one knew or no one cared
But burning stars lit up their hair
And burning stars lit up their hair
And crawled to heaven on golden stairs

And oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro
Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro

Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro
Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro

This our torched estates
We're your sweet mistakes

And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?
And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning tree
While somewhere distant, peacefully
Our vulgar leaders sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless our dead marines

The hungry and the hanged
the damaged and the done
striving 'long this spinning rock
tumbling past the sun

Lost a friend to cocaine
Couple friends to smack
Troubled hearts map deserts
And they rarely do come back
Lost a friend to oceans
Lost a friend to hills
Lost a friend to suicide
Lost a friend to pills
Lost a friend to monsters
Lost a friend to shame
Lost a friend to marriage
Lost a friend to blame
Lost a friend to worry
And lost a friend to wealth
Lost a friend to stubborn pride
And then I lost myself

I love my dog and she loves me
The world's a mess and so are we
She tumbles long green, muddy fields
Sick with joy and glee
And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams
Whimpering gently

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning trees
Well, somewhere distant, peacefully
the vulgar princes sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless this century

When the world is sick
Can no one be well?
But I dreamt we were so beautiful and strong

When the world is sick
Can no one be well?
But I dreamt we were so beautiful and strong

When the world is sick
Can no one be well?
But I dreamt we were so beautiful and strong

4.12.06

THE OWL

3.12.06

CONSTELLATION

the ilussion of motion