martes, 15 de julio de 2008

Woke up and the animals were gone


I like listening to the pained voice, every thread of sound ripping apart from pain in the air, wondering why I'm here and not there under the stars, sorrounded by my catfish, monkey, lynx, fox, butterfly, fretful puppy, dogs and birds, with the smell of cold summer nights and the video game cheers.


viernes, 4 de julio de 2008

Of colourful question marks

Question: For your birthday, your aunt gave you a maple syrup dispenser shaped like a rooster. Please write her a thank-you note:

Dear Aunt:

I didn’t know you had roosters in the sky. It seems they were finally able to fly and only in maple-dispenser shapes. Life is strange, even for the poor roosters. I’ve never really eaten much maple syrup, so the rooster will be standing in my room looking up at the sky, just like me.

Question: If there isn’t an ‘I’ in team, then why is there a ‘me’?

Because I would just be referring to me as a physical person, more matter in the universe. However, there is a me, because me is filled with so much things to help the team out. You can never erase ‘me’, even if ‘I’ die.

Question: You've been entered in a shadow puppet contest. What's your best pose?

One leg up, sleepy face and neck hidden under a pink turtle neck sweater. That is, a Flamingo!

Question: If you were a wrestler, what would be your finishing move?

A flick to the ear or a poke to the stomach. Ultra-power.

Question: Never mind the turtle. Don't you think you're sure to win?

I don’t know, that is one fast turtle. And the pretty colours of its shell distract me.

Question: Whoops! Your tongue is now a magnet. Whatever will you use for silverware?

Obviously wooden chopsticks, you Japan-ignorant fool.

Question: When you spilled the milk, did it look like the moon?

Nope. More like the art attack logo.

Question: What did you dream when you ate a spider while sleeping?

I dreamt I was standing on a bridge at night with a monkey, looking down into a river, when suddenly this huge frog came and said ‘kiss me, see if I turn into a prince’, so I tried it and it didn’t taste very good. I got mad afterwards because the frog turned into this blond person that radiated pink light so I told it to turn back into the turnip-head he was.

Question: Come up with some possible band names for your group that features a washboard and a styrofoam tuba.
The Soaked, Mute Sound, Scrub Ninjas.


Question: Unlike a dog, how can a turtle ever be naked?

A dog CAN be naked if you take all its hair off. As for the turtle, take the shell off. Deadly naked.

Question: You forgot your mom's birthday! What can you make out of super glue and olive pits?

You make first a base out of the olive ptis and stick it with super glue. Then, grab the tube and do small waves that can stand high enough for you to notice what they are, combining both glue and the pits. Then u make a little person out of pits dancing in the middle of it all.

Question: Radio wire is often used to make bird nests. What station do they listen to?

Hibird FM. He's got great adds for the carpenter birds and he's an international hero, all cute sitting on Hibari's deadly shoulder.

Question: What would you wear for camouflage if you were hiding in a gingerbread house?

I'd put on a candy-cane suit. They're pretty but taste disgusting. Just like the house with the cannibal witch.

Question: You're trapped in a well with a goat and a slinky. Describe how you will escape.

I tie the slinky between the goat’s horns and shoot myself up. I then find a rope and get the poor goat up of course.


Question: What's the most amount of sand you've ever had in your swimming trunks?

Enough to have a man-crotch.

Question: What spells can you cast with magic markers?

If you use them as microphone, you’re the new Jigglypuff (that darn pokemon). You can also draw in air and materialise whatever you draw. And if you have all colours, you can even summon Rainbow Rhino.

Question: Your hands have been replaced by rubber stamps. What do they say?

It’s show time. (We can mark FAIL in everyone's forehead now :D)

Question: What reason do you have to believe the earth is flat?

That once I tried to sail around it and obviously fell down into the spilt milk (aka the Milky Way). Thank god that huge bear that walks on water was there to help me back up.


Question: Your pyjamas have duckies on them. Why did you switch from choo-choos?

The smoke wouldn’t let me sleep. At least the ducks know when to keep their quacks to themselves.

jueves, 22 de mayo de 2008

Belle


Oi, lienda,

Bella che fa?

Bonita,Bonita,

Qué tal?

But, Belle,

Je ne comprends pas français

So you'll have to speak to me

Some other way


Jack Johnson's brings summer with the end of May.

martes, 20 de mayo de 2008

One inch

Alone in Kyoto (let the sea carry you away)


Because you are dawn and I am night, I choose dawn and you chose night



Of everything that makes me who I am, my daydreams take up a lot of space. Every single day dream I've had in my life, every little story I imagine without realizing it, when I'm walking down the street, when I'm sitting in class watching the clouds. How they somehow always seem to include rain, or sea (her presence in my life I guess), and they always include this big, wolf-like dog that is my other half, the one that's not a bird. All the cliched situations, all the images created by wonderful books and movies and music, all the adventures I've lived in my mind, including myself in stories to live a thousand lives in one.



Clouds. Everyone sees this in me every day but no one really notices how truly important they are. Every morning what I first do is look up, to where the birds are and there are these days where they are so breathtakingly beautiful I wish I could just die, because the feeling they create in me, it hurts in my chest, like I'm trying to take them all in at once and there's not enough space. I could not live without clouds.


There are many silly fears I've had through my life that still cling to me when I remember them, but of all of them, my greatest one is simple: her death. Everything turns gray and sometimes, I may imagine what life would be without my father or mother and I would learn to live with it, even through the pain, but her...I would just kill myself, I think. I wouldn't know how to live without her. The simple thought makes me so sick...if I had a wish I always say I would love to be able to transform into any animal but really, what I would really like would be to die at the exact same second as her, sorrounded by green in our place in the world, with elegies and ending violins. I think I would be able to overcome my own selfishness and give up my wings for that.


I walways try to make the people around me smile and be happy but really, I do it for myself, I sometimes try to be one of those people you see in mangas or books, those warm-hearted girls with no malice in them that make everyone smile just because who they are. I know I am not like this and I hate myself sometimes for bth trying to be like it and not liking myself for it.



This is the only thing that maybe can be called the true me, because it is the only thing I will regret saying. That is... a dream. One night I had a dream where I was with Syaoran ( a boy from a manga series) and I was feeling bad because this girl (the boy's love) was just being so cruel to me. She left and Syaoran reached out his hand, touching my shoulder gently and I flinched from him, immediately regreting it. His face was the saddest thing I've ever seen, even if it was just a dream. So I hugged him and he hugged me back and then this feeling...it is strange, to feel something so raw in a dream when in real life it is impossible, but it was this inmense feeling of pure love, it made me so happy, I just can't begin to explain it, you would have to feel as I felt then. It was something so big and pure and raw that I thought my chest was going to explode. After that I was in this strange dark place with a red floor and glass walls with a man. I knew this man had something in him I needed and he wanted to kill me, so I mercilessly attacked him, stabbing him with a knife in the eye, then cutting his throat but he wouldn't die and he kept screaming at me, so I opened his stomach, threw my hand in and retrieved this shard of a jewel, which was what I needed. When I think of it it was truly horrible but I really didn't care in the dream. The man kept screaming at me and I ran out of the place, landing outisde in a shiny, sunny day. Syaoran was there and some other people and he rushed by my side, he didn't say anything but I didn't care. Iwas exhausted and covered in blood and I had just killed a man and I didn't care because I was so happy of seeing him again that nothing else would have made me more happy, the feeling invading my senses again, filling me up and making me whole, making me who I am.



sábado, 19 de abril de 2008

Growing

Y por eso ya no puedes volver a la etapa en la que no te percatabas de lo que significaban las cosas...


sábado, 12 de abril de 2008

Yaoi


...It's contagious....

sábado, 5 de abril de 2008

The Merry Go Round of Life

Howl's Moving Castle

























Same here....I really wouldn't be able to live without you....:)