sábado, mayo 31, 2008

Gone

Everything is so fragile. There's so much conflict, so much pain. You keep waiting for the dust to settle and then you realize this is it. The dust is your life going on.

If happy comes along, that weird, unbearable delight that's actual happy. I think you have to grab it while you can. You take what you can get. Cause it's here, and then...

domingo, mayo 25, 2008

Technicolor Disappointments

Sleep and Dream

Fall asleep and dream now
Windows are made in your sighs
The piece you had hid to hide
The cave walls high in your mind

Fall asleep and dream now
Your heart is ready to die
Your jaws open wide
Windows are made in your mind

domingo, mayo 18, 2008

Almighty Mistake

The man who said "I'd rather be lucky than good" saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second, it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward, and you win. Or maybe it doesn't, and you lose.

Match Point

domingo, mayo 11, 2008

No Invitation Required

—¿Tan seguro estás de que vas a morir?

—Sí —me replicó—. Siento una especie de dulzura y de alivio, que no he sentido nunca. No puedo comunicarlo. Todas las palabras requieren una experiencia compartida. ¿Por qué parece molestarte tanto lo que te digo?

—Porque nos parecemos demasiado. Aborrezco tu cara, que es mi caricatura, aborrezco tu voz, que es mi remedo, aborrezco tu sintaxis patética, que es la mía.

—Yo también —dijo el otro—. Por eso resolví suicidarme.

domingo, mayo 04, 2008

Fail Class

We are moments, men, and places.
We are planets, monuments to stars.
Monuments to old souls.
They are the watchmen,
We are just men.

Inhale, Transfer, Release.

Release, Revolve, Renew.

These strings, I'll change the fabric to relieve.
These strings, hold the last of memories.
These strings, hold the whole of every man.

Monument - Rosetta