...Tell me why you gotta be so cold...

...Tell me how we're gonna make it last
You're ready to fly
I'm ready to crash
Don't go, don't go, no...

...You will go without
The better part of me
There will be no doubt
What this all could mean...

Nada en el mundo es más peligroso que la ignorancia sincera y la estupidez concienzuda.

Martin Luther KING

El que tiene miedo a la pobreza no es digno de ser rico.

François-Marie Arouet VOLTAIRE

...

If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There's a reason to write you
a love song
Today

APARECÉ YAAAA!! :-(

LOVE SONG FOR ANYONE
John Mayer

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here oh yeah

You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me

DEDICADA A MI... (parte 1)

CLOSE TO ME
THE CURE

I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought that this day would end
I never thought that tonight could ever be
This close to me

Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake

But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream

I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought that this day would end
I never thought that tonight could ever be
This close to me

But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream

Es con humor...

Para vos Andreita que siempre estas tan pendiente de mi...

Why Aren't You Dead
Bon Jovi

I got the letter you left under my door
Knocked me on my ass to the floor
Never knew two words could take such a bite
It said, "Dear Jon, Hello. Goodbye."
I saw your car parked outside Motel Cascade
Saw two shadows go to town on the shade
I can't believe my own lyin' eyes, oh my
It better be your girlfriend I saw going down some other guy
You told me you loved me, 'til death do us part
So tell me there's a tombstone where there used to be a heart
---
You said you couldn't live without me
So why aren't you dead?
Instead of six feet under you're in someone else's bed
There's just one thing that I can't get through my head
You said you couldn't live without me so why aren't you dead?
---
I cut your face out of our old photographs
And all the junk you left behind's in the trash
Well, I hoped you were a goner for sure
Well, there's been a resurrection, yeah, a miracle cure
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
If you can't trust the livin' baby who can you trust?
---
You said you couldn't live without me
So why aren't you dead?
Instead of six feet under you're in someone else's bed
There's just one thing that I can't get through my head
You said you couldn't live without me so why aren't you dead?
---
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
If you can't trust the livin' baby who can you trust?
---
You said you couldn't live without me
So why aren't you dead?
Instead of six feet under you're in someone else's bed
There's just one thing that I can't get through my head
You said you couldn't live without me
baby, so why aren't you dead?
---
You said you couldn't live with out me, what a surprise!
Instead of laying you out I'm laying down on the line
You spend my hard-earned money, you left me in the red
You said you couldn't live without
me.... so why aren't you dead?
Why aren't you dead?

---WE STARTED NOTHING, I WISH I DIDN'T---

I'M JUST SITTING HERE, WAITING FOR YOU TO COME ON HOME AND TURN ME ON

"Haz lo necesario para lograr tu más ardiente deseo, y acabarás lográndolo"

Ludwig van BEETHOVEN

GIVE ME NOVOCAINE

Take away the sensation inside

Bitter sweet migraine in my head
Its like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind
I can't take this feeling anymore

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensations overwhelming,
Give me a long kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing
So give me Novacaine

Out of body and out of mind
Kiss the demons out of my dreams
I get the funny feeling, that’s alright
Jimmy says it's better than here,
I’ll tell you why

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensations overwhelming,
Give me a long kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing,
So give me Novacaine

Oh Novacaine

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensations overwhelming
Give me a long kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing,
So give me Novacaine

NO APRENDO MÁS

Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting, give me
Cold hard bitch
She was shakin' her hips
That's all that I need

These days, its hard to have a heart
It doesn't matter where you come from, or who you think you are
These days, it's hard just fitting in
Why does someone have to lose, for someone else to win
We're all looking for forgiveness, and someone we can trust
You can wrap your arms around the world
It all comes down to us

This is the last night, you'll have to be alone
I'll be standing right beside you, you can't make it on your own
So walk with me, please, help me to be strong
I'll be the shoulder you can lean on, when everybody's gone
This is the last night, you'll have to be alone

I know, you, heard it all before

There's nothing worst than living less
When you yearn for something more
Makes no sense, its hard to understand
When there's something that should fill you up
Keeps slipping through your hands

We're all looking for answers
We're all down here on our knees
All anybody really wants, is something to believe
Enough is enough, I can't take any more
But I'm standing on your front porch
Kicking down your door
This is the last night
This is the last night

PENDEJA... ME... DESILUCIONASTE (esa es la palabra)

No pienso escribir más nada de vos... no hasta tener la mente en claro

"Perdónaselo todo a quien nada se perdona a sí mismo"

CONFUCIO

"ESTOY TRATANDO DE DECIRTE QUE ME DESESPERO POR ESPERARTE... QUE NO SALGO A BUSCARTE PORQUE SÉ, QUE CORRO EL RIESGO DE ENCONTRARTE... QUE ME SIGO MORDIENDO, NOCHE Y DÍA, LAS UÑAS DEL RENCOR... QUE TE SIGO DEBIENDO, TODAVÍA, UNA CANCIÓN DE AMOR..."

TRISTEZA Y ALEGRÍA

Tanto tristeza como alegría son definidas como etapas cíclicas de la vida en una perspectiva de mediano plazo. Son ambas necesarias y complementarias, ya que sin la una no existe la otra. Cada una tiene una importancia fundamental endógena para sí misma, y exógena respecto de la otra. Si no tuviésemos etapas de tristeza, no apreciaríamos estar felices.
Muchos piensan que la clave de la felicidad, y el bienestar en la vida, es conseguir extender cierta etapa feliz durante toda la vida. Cosa por cierto imposible, ya que la felicidad sufre de "rendimientos decrecientes"; es decir, que mientras más se extiende el tiempo de felicidad, menos se es feliz en dicha circunstancia. Si hoy sos feliz con una bolsa de caramelos, mañana vas a querer más, y tu felicidad por tener la bolsa de caramelos va a decaer hasta que finalmente te sientas miserable por solo tener lo que hace un tiempo ya tenías.
Debe haber personas allí afuera, que al igual que yo, sientas cierta atracción a la tristeza. Sentirse triste es algo hermoso si se lo sabe apreciar. Es un momento íntimo, donde uno se encuentra consigo mismo al desnudo, con todo lo que lo avergüenza, lo que anhela, lo que siente, lo que lo frustra... sin caretas, sin excusas, nada.
La idea es equilibrar esos momentos, entre tristeza y alegría. Porque es saludable tener ambas etapas; el problema se suscita cuando una de las etapas se extiende por mucho tiempo. Es también un problema porque suele ser crónico, es decir, es fácil "acostumbrarse" a una etapa. Y si eso pasa, uno crea mecanismos sustentados en su forma de ser que no les permite salir del entorno en que se encuentran. Es común encontrar gente que ha desarrollado una mirada depresiva de su vida, este ésta bien o regular... teniendo como resultado una persona siempre inconforme con su vida.
Ahora bien, ¿cómo puede alguien equilibrar adecuadamente las etapas de tristeza y alegría, creando el ciclo sostenible? La clave de la derrota, en cierto sentido, de crear el ciclo propicio, pasa por nuestra tendencia de asociar las etapas (tristeza / alegría) con cosas materiales o situaciones pasajeras. Deberíamos cada uno de nosotros, desarrollar la técnica de adecuar nuestra perspectiva de la vida de acuerdo a las etapas, y no adoptar la misma perspectiva siempre asociada a las antes mencionadas cosas. Si logramos auto-instruirnos una técnica de aprehención de la realidad según nuestra voluntad, haciendo foco en cómo querramos sentirnos, y no en los aspectos objetivos de la realidad circundante. En fin... si las personas logran eso, pueden llegar a administrar los ciclos de tristeza y alegría, pudiendo llevar así una vida más equilibrada y emocionalmente sostenida.

"Aquel que toma todas las precauciones hace las cosas bien, o no las hace para nada."

Gino Franco Fazzi

"Algún día en cualquier parte, en cualquier lugar indefectiblemente te encontrarás a ti mismo, y ésa, sólo ésa, puede ser la más feliz o la más amarga de tus horas."

Pablo NERUDA