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Saturday, January 10, 2004

 
D E S C O N E C T A D O


Carlos - 8:42 PM


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Thursday, December 04, 2003

 
lugares comunes

la vida es un lugar común, es cursilería, es rosa mexicano con florecitas tejidas, es un cliché como el de "la vida sigue". está llena de canciones sosas y poemas malísimos con palabras obvias. tiene un ritmo entre cumbia y bolero y se baila pegadita y con la mano en la cintura (o mas abajito). a fin de cuentas it's all about the birds and the bees.

si, así es la vida, no me preguntes por qué, la vida es así.

and it goes on & on & on...


Carlos - 11:49 PM


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Tuesday, December 02, 2003

 
ver el fin

life goes on...

and clichés do too.


Carlos - 10:02 PM


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Thursday, November 27, 2003

 
manda no. 3912

I don't want your past

I don't want your future

BE HERE NOW.



Carlos - 11:27 PM

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breath

"... One with the life giving universe
... One with nature's fluidity
... filling and emptying in an ever on-going cycle
... being nourished, getting rid of what is no longer needed
... feeling whole
... no aims, no goals
... simply BEING"



Carlos - 11:22 PM


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Sunday, November 16, 2003

 
literally speaking...

el misterio se rompe en metáforas.


Carlos - 10:51 PM


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Tuesday, November 04, 2003

 
tengo dos silencios

uno para mi

y otro para ti

hoy estoy mudo


Carlos - 8:56 PM


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Friday, October 24, 2003

 
mood del momento

"i don't want to see the light,

i just want to see the flashlight"


gracias rufus


Carlos - 12:02 AM


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Tuesday, October 14, 2003

 
sensura glossolalia


la boca se desborda en letras,

en vacíos insinuados

que no forman p a l a b r a s

que no llenan huecos ( - )

ni se amontonan en párrafos

separados por un punto y aparte.


las palabras son incorrectas

es mejor la puntuación.,;:

el ruido que hace el aire

al pasar por mis narices:::

por mis pulmones-garganta-lengua ))))

el h u (eco) de mi voz.


Carlos - 12:52 AM


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Wednesday, October 08, 2003

 
achaque

a ver carlitos, de qué te quieres quejar ahora?


Carlos - 11:51 PM


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Tuesday, September 30, 2003

 
quiver

drove past the light

got to the corner

near the end of the road

or at least i think that's the end

if all i feel is my weight

against the crack of the pane

against the lack of restraint

and a little bit of made-up fate

the why and the wonder of the day

just like when you said good bye and went away

took half my wit and all my life to understand

i might not be there

might not be there

'til the end.


Carlos - 12:59 AM

 

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