extraluck

*some objects have all the luck.

**2009-4009meansalways

example

a place to put ALL the things that can be used in another opportunity*

*cri cri cri cri

bad

; and without even knowing, probably the world was loosing an amazing writer
someone as gifted as carlson mccullers *
what a terrible lost (oh my goat!)

cri cri cri cri (meanwhile the crickets go on singing)

*i'm cynic, i know,,, i'll go straight to hell, but i can't stop laughing anyway

lullaby

It is like trying to not to make any noise for not to wake up an sleeping child*

*It is like that, but maybe a little different.
** The funny thing is when you find out that the child had always been awake, just pretending to sleep.

***damon sleeps and probably dreams with the Elastica's singer

dis(eas)on

,,, cocutu started when it was my fall.

now the spring has come and during these last days i've been very lazy for writing.

my words has turned into butterflies that prefer to be between the flowers that stay here in this kind of virtual paper*

* have a nice autumn

*try to not to fall from a tree, as a yellow leaf

II

and without even expecting it, the cat became very famous for his coin-eyed, in his town

and everyone wanted to be looked by the cat, because his look gave value to the things and the people seen

but the cat just looked what he liked the most, in spite that all rich men tried to tempt him with fishes and cheese cookies*

*second parts never are good enough, i know

tale

there was a cat who had a coin instead of an eye

and during the nights, his coin-eyed shone pretty much

he was a very valuable cat*

*oh! i was forgetting: the end.

**that's all

whislist

:

*

* yes, that is exactly what i wish

sounds

-"The music exists for saying those things that the word can't say

that's why it is not completely human"

*tous les matins du monde

basses

Today is a day like this. It is like this song





Pedro Aznar is my favourite argentinian bass player.
Here I leave a site to visit and know a little more about him: http://www.pedroaznar.com.ar/english/



* i have always thought that the Universe finds a way to communicate us something essential. Something that we definitely need to know, the point is understand that "THIS that is happening" is a sign from the great beyond. The day i brought my first bass to my home, i saw Pedro Aznar from the window of my bedroom. He was just walking very quietly. I could have called him to tell him what he and his work meant to me, but i didn't do it. It was enough for me to see him exactly that day. That was the sign that i was expecting, and i learnt that it meant that my bass and me were going to be OK together.

** i have adopted this way to do clearer my posts using this signs: * ** ***. And I always wanted to do an explanation of this kind that were longer than a post. So here, i finally did it.

*** i'm mad and tragic, but i'm a good girl, anyway

violence

To look at a flower with so much intensity for the first time that the alone contemplation of the beauty makes our eyes hurt until they explode. And our nose, our eyelashes and eyebrows begin to fall as petals.

And we turn into a head without face.
To be immolated in name of the beauty that we watch
Meanwhile the flower simply looks at us*

*sometimes my eyes hurt so much

**some kinds of beauty are so violent that they are hard to support -so tragic,tragic,tragic-

paradox

And what would it happen if finally one day, everybody starts to believe that Cassandra really tells the truth?
Surely that day, she would begin to lie*

*that would be a twisted kind of poetic justice. sure it would be

t-shirt

i want a t-shirt with Kerouac's face

#YES#, i want a t-shirt and i want that he writes a book for me

maybe a short story or probably a simple novel, but i would have to be the main character

i want a book written by Kerouac*

but he is gone,,,

so i want a t-shirt with your face

#SURE# why not?

then i could wear the t-shirt and walk around my city

and you could take a walk in me and visit some nice places

#EXACTLY# that is #EXACTLY# what i want

i want you to be my shirt
i just want to wear you

*Jack looks very grunge with that shirt.

yardbird

Charlie Parker is chasing a trumpet, because he does not want to play his sax, alone

but the trumpet is making sound Julio

Julio chased Charlie in a book

(thanks God, because he captured him)*

*we are always chased by the people we don't care.
**the one you love never runs after you

ineedrespect

, and besides it had been one of those days when the river is not so river and it smells like a sea.

-the grey river was "seaing itself" today- to show to the whole city that a grey sea with fake waves can be part of Bs. As. (?)

: and she decided to turn into a big lung for breathing all the salt of the sea#

; inside her head there was a blue seagull, trying to rivering itself... but probably the seagull wasn't blue at all, perhaps it was a yellow or a little purple

! Yes, definitely, the seagull was purple at all¡*

*if words don't respect me, there is no reason for me to respect them or the grammar

** I'm so free falling /

scruple

It seems to me that I live

that I am between the noises

that I look at the walls,

that these hands are mine,

but probably I deceive myself

and walls and hands

only are memories

of a past life.
I have said " it seems to me "

I do not assure anything.

Oliverio Girondo*

*my future "animal of four legs, long tail, whiskers and chinese eyes" will be called Oliverio.

figurehead

I would like to know who gave the order to three elephants for practising skate inside my head, while a dwarf learns juggling with five hammers*

*everything in a figured sense, of course
**this blog is so full of poetry (?)

panoptism

when you leave a door opened, strange creatures get inside the room

and what it was a secret world -a game of two- becomes a public stage

aliens or spies trying to understand your world, copying every conduct, imitating until the last gesture

they swallow your music, your books, your blood, your body and your soul

they are just there, looking at everything, every time.

they are even inside my room now, just because a door was left opened*

*"the doors you open, i just can't close"

**literal, almost tragic, so greek, very platonic

feet

"Her feet are really delicate, because she does not bring them near to the soil but she walks on the head of the men" *

*Atë, eldest daughter of Zeus, leads men to their ruin

lezama

she thought that the message was for her (but she probably was wrong)

she believed to see a hidden clue, a secret sign, another of their hidden tunnels (but perhaps she misunderstood it)

she wanted to say something about it, but then she noticed that someone had said something before

she was late again

so she preferred to say nothing at all

she turned back, put her hands inside the trousers and went out to the street to drink all the stars.*

*park