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
