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But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?
Mark Twain
- let it aaaaaaall un fooooooold ♬
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- 29 plays / Created Nov 29, 11When there is sun but not enough fuel for a road trip.
- 111 plays / Created Nov 24, 12"On this recording, music specifically created for its pleasurable effects upon your mind, body and emotions is mixed with a warm orange colored liquid..."
- 87 plays / Created Jan 15, 12To make this mundane world sublime, Take half a gram of phanerothyme To fathom Hell or soar angelic, Just take a pinch of psychedelic
- 19 plays / Created Nov 30, 11Eight tracks including music by Björk, Concha Buika, and Gotye.
- 120 plays / Created Oct 12, 11Thirteen tracks including music by Devendra Banhart, Cat Power, and CocoRosie.
- 40 plays / Created Oct 09, 11Ñ Fourteen tracks including music by Bat For Lashes, Bon Iver, and Feist
- 353 plays / Created Sep 15, 11A playlist full of female artists that are pure inspiration Photo by Janwillemsen: http://www.flickr.com/people/8725928@N02/
- 294 plays / Created Sep 08, 11A playlist full of songs in spanish that make me think of love. Photo by: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ilarialuciani/
- 752 plays / Created Sep 02, 11Sixteen tracks including music by Belle and Sebastian, Café Tacuba, and Camera Obscura.
- 782 plays / Created Aug 26, 11Twelve tracks including music by Café Tacuba, Paul McCartney, and Carole King.
- 311 plays / Created Jul 16, 11Just a bunch of songs that makes me think in french. *Image by Liz Langley: http://etsy.me/pZtci6
- 71 plays / Created Jun 28, 11Some sad songs. Music by Alan Parsons Project, and Andrew Bird.
- 85 plays / Created Jun 16, 11Algunas músicas (favoritas) de acá. Desde los 60s hasta el 2011: Ego;, Banda Nueva, Sociedad Anónima...
- 96 plays / Created Jun 11, 11Animal Collective, Fuck Buttons, Deerhunter, hipnosis bailable, mejor con audífonos.
- 401 plays / Created May 03, 11Fourteen tracks including music by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros, Fother Muckers and George Harrison that also became part of our lovely wedding playlist.
- 88 plays / Created Apr 20, 1110 temas con cariño que incluyen a los duros B-Ju, J Dilla y Flying Lotus entre otros.
- 164 plays / Created Oct 29, 10Thirty-seven tracks including music by Bubonic Plague, Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Bauhaus.
- 102 plays / Created Sep 24, 10Nineteen tracks including music by Allez-Allez, Big Spider's Back and Cymbals.
- 38 plays / Created Jul 19, 10Nine tracks including music by A Sunny Day In Glasgow, Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Julian Lynch.
- 201 plays / Created Jul 11, 10Twenty-five tracks including music by Brothertiger, Circlesquare and College.
- 291 plays / Created May 23, 10Seventeen tracks including music by Animal Collective, Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Beach House.
- 36 plays / Created May 20, 10Control Sountrack including music by Joy Division, David Bowie .
- 29 plays / Created Apr 25, 10Twenty tracks including music by Asobi Seksu, B-52's and Black Moth Super Rainbow.
- 19 plays / Created Apr 16, 10Eighteen tracks including music by Animal Collective, Flaming Lips and Cat Power
- 32 plays / Created Apr 15, 10Nineteen tracks including music by Cabaret Voltaire, Crass and Depeche Mode.
- 12 plays / Created Apr 15, 10Fifteen tracks including music by Arthur & Yu, Belle & Sebastian and David Bowie.
- 40 plays / Created Apr 10, 10Nineteen tracks including music by Bauhaus and Peter Murphy, Bedroom Walls and The Cure.
- 64 plays / Created Apr 08, 10Twenty-five tracks including music by Cat Power, CocoRosie and yeah yeah yeahs
- 90 plays / Created Apr 07, 10Twenty-five tracks including music by Sonic Youth, Department Of Eagles, My Bloody Valentine.
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- 10 plays / Created Mar 14, 10Thirteen tracks including music by Aerosmith, Erasure and Jefferson Airplane.
- 147 plays / Created Feb 17, 10Twenty-five tracks including music by Ace of Base, Backstreet Boys and chumbawamba, Fiona Apple. ♥
- 256 plays / Created Feb 17, 10Nineteen tracks including music by A Tribe Called Quest, Blockhead and Cannibal Ox.
- 25 plays / Created Jan 22, 10Thirteen tracks including music by Death Cab For Cutie, Death Cab for Cutie and Los Campesinos!.
- 8 plays / Created Jan 20, 10Nine tracks including music by Massive Attack, Alpha and Bent.
- 78 plays / Created Jan 16, 10Twenty tracks including music by Alphaville, Baltimora and Depeche Mode.
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- 10 plays / Created Jan 04, 10Ten tracks including music by Asobi Seksu, CSS and Danielle Ate the Sandwich.
- 53 plays / Created Dec 31, 09Twenty-one tracks including music by Balkan Beat Box, Cat Power and Crystal Castles.
- 232 plays / Created Dec 27, 09Eight tracks including music by Cat Power, Gustavo Santaolalla and Norah Jones.
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- Y las salchichitas de verdad con coca cola http://t.co/DqbXIhJCsZ
- Para @lapielsabeasal_ : salchichitas de mentiras con coca cola :D http://t.co/MbyTG2asYW
- ¿Y ahora? → http://t.co/0u9z4tstyZ ( · ) ( · )
- RT @lemondefr: Dernière minute : le Sénat a adopté l'ensemble du projet de loi du "Mariage pour tous", ouvrant le mariage aux couples ho ...
- a wikipedia article about power naps exists
- Ay. No quiero terminar The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. No quiero romperme el corazón.
- El problema de no tener a quién tuitearle "invítenme a chupar pola".
- Celebraré haciendo las famosas salchichitas con coca cola de @lapielsabeasal_ con mini viennois de tofu y vegetales.
- Más de un año después de haber llegado a Paris encontré el jodido supermercado vegetariano de mis sueños.
- Tengo tanta hambre que me dio un hipo apocalíptico.
- Esto ya no es más que pura contaminación sensorial/espiritual.
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- Me encanta mi novio cocacolo.
- Pero bueno, es que nunca imaginé interactuar con un bombero de nariz francesa.
- Nunca imaginé que un bombero pudiera ser así de aburrido.
- Small talk, deadly poison.
- Insana manera de exorcizar estas culpas.
- My Top 3 #lastfm Artists: Andrés Gualdrón y Los Animales Blancos (32), Marit Larsen (30) & Laura Marling (29) http://t.co/Qb765mytOg
- Maldita sea cómo detesto quedarme con los crespos hechos.
- Tengo depresión post-siesta.
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- Aug 03, 11Laten todas las células. Late cada célula.Vida,por todas partes,peligrosa,irremediable.
- Jun 07, 11
No voy a admitir mis desgracias autoimpuestas.
No voy a ceder ante la ficción que es la consciencia.No voy a despertar ni a enunciar transparente la verdad._______& - Nov 27, 10I tried so hard to keep you alive; I tried with all that I was back then.I held you in my hands, so small and static, expecting just one beat.I had no strength in me to give you, I needed you to fight.I stared at you for two eternities, holding my breath.I blinked and you turned purple.I finally understood, terrified, your devastating stillbirth._______&
- Nov 01, 10
Dark waters like a cold magnet.
Dark waters, thick and freezing like melting oils that blind.Dark waters; the future, hideous mortality.Dark waters that call for us as quietly as possible.Dark waters, the darkest, eager for us.Dark waters. Almost silent.Disaster.And everything is clear._______& - Oct 30, 10
Sólo hay una manera real de perder.
Es cuestión de estrategia, de meditación, de pre–ocupación.Decisión aparentemente intrascendente pero finalmente crucial.Entrega.Yo siempre me pierdo porque me doy como si no fueran posibles los fragmentos._______& - Oct 12, 10Ya es hora tal vez de que me empeñe en mirar al menos una vez mi vida.Me veo en medio de un desierto inmenso. Digo de lo que ayer literalmente fui,trato de explicarme a mí mismo cómo llegué hasta aquí.Fernando Pessoa
Sé que lo que ocurre con mi cuerpo es una simple manifestación de lo que está pasando con mi alma/espíritu/loinmaterialquetambiénsoy. Mi garganta es el punto perfecto en el que lo innombrable ha optado por alojarse. Mi voz se oscurece de hambre. Todo es acción, todo es un aleph de ocultamiento.
En mi garganta vive viscoso mi miedo a escribir; baja la cabeza y admite el cliché de la insuficiencia.
Estoy cubierta de errores.
Soy dueña de todo lo que no poseo, de lo que no ha estado conmigo.
Sufro en intervalos. Sonrío siempre.
[A me exigió hace poco que admitiera mi debilidad. A aseguró que mi debilidad es enamorar a quien no me enamora.]
Como Pessoa, me extravío al leerme.
Y mis palabras son polvo y no arena. No se deslizan sensuales entre los dedos; se desintegran con el tacto.
Ya no escribo. Pasan los días y sólo los lleno con consciencia.
Ya no escribo. He optado por olvidar el infantil capricho de crear y he decidido construir. Pero ni eso puedo, todo a mi alrededor es lo que no soy y me es imposible asirlo.
{Recuerdo nuestra absurda letanía. Estabas sordo. Fuimos fiebre.}
Ya huelo a insomnio. Ya huelo a artritis por fracaso, a lápices sin drenar, hinchados de palabras.
No quiero estar hecha de resignación, pero a veces lo sospecho. Siento que las penas alojadas en mi garganta duelen tanto, gritan tanto porque ven que cada vez me levanto menos del piso. Mis raíces son vergüenza y son anónimas.
Ya no escribo porque me seduce la brevedad. Quiero que el sentido sea un gemido, no frases genéricas de amor y desamor. Quiero que mi garganta gima y y se deshaga de sus huéspedes, que los sofoque en sus paredes para que el instante pueda retumbar.~Hoy pensé en la distancia. (Pensé también en la inspiración pero eso era el dolor y la debilidad aprovechándose.) Pensé en la distancia porque es una conjetura más, una medida de todo lo que no es cuerpo. No existe, pero nos regocijamos evocándola; estética de la lejanía.
Hoy pensé en el apego, el apego sin cercanía alguna. Existe. Pregunto.~Encontré optimismo en la poesía, encontré a Jorge Guillén. El mundo conciliado con el hombre, las palabras con la posibilidad. Los encontré y, así, mi ocaso.
(Disfónica) me enfrento a este prematuro otoño.None of my pets know their own names, what kind of person am I?Jonathan Safran Foer_______& - Aug 17, 10
this fragile thread
an empty box of pixelsmy scarred fingertipsand what they never really touched-the night and its truth-the lastofeverythingI so sufferingly cherishI hear voicesyour voicesyou, my worldso disastrousso unreachableand perfectthis is my restless existencethis is how I begin to dielike a subtle and breathless autumnyou are all I want(I'm not only hanging from this thread,I'm breaking it)you are all I needI dared to blinkand you slipped trough my lids(their hollows are dry and tearless)you dared to walk away(you are dry and tearless)and I'll never find you again._______& - Aug 10, 10
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sinespaciosvacíossinlenguajedesdeelcentrodelsilencio_______& - Jul 07, 10Melolagnia is a parasexual proclivity. It is the ‘sense specific’ sexual arousal caused by the playing and/or listening of/to music.
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Si ahora mismo pudiera,
redefiniría para mi cerebro la cercanía,lo vaciaría de la noción de corporeidad,lo llenaría de aproximaciones intangibles.Pero está inundado de ausencias,se desborda de imanes plásticosy añora apasionadoel sosiego de mis yemas con el tacto.Si ahora mismo pudiera,cerraría los ojos para estar cerca,anularía mi piel y sus porosy me atravesarías como luz._______& - Apr 19, 10
Quiero definirime desde mi ascesis
pero me constituyo desde la afasia._______& - Apr 17, 10
El aire que respiro hoy es denso y grueso.
(Parezco aspirar canciones de melancolía que me niego a padecer, fantasmas que aún no vuelan por su peso, nostalgias de sí mismas.)Pero sigue siendo aire; dibujado con masas de las que mis pulmones no se pueden nutrir.Pero sigue siendo aire._______& - Apr 17, 10
No tengo un recuerdo de mi yo unificado.
Soy fracturas,polvo._______& - Apr 16, 10
The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction
the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.
Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human--
looks out of the heart
burning with purity--
for the burden of life
is love,
but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.
No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love--
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
--cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:
the weight is too heavy
--must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.
The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye--
yes, yes,
that's what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.
Allen Ginsberg (San José, 1954) - Feb 03, 10
Quiero narrar mi pérdida,
quiero esbozar hermoso el casi de mi ahora._______& - Jan 21, 10Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
Rainer Maria Rilke - Jan 16, 10Vana memoria que no puede traerte desde lejos,
que no te vuelve carne, risa gentil o canto.
Vana memoria mía incapaz de abrazar lo más mío,
incapaz de acariciar tu piel distante,
vana y obsesiva memoria que sólo alcanza a repetirme por quién vivo,
que respiro por este amor invulnerable y sin rutinas.
También ausente eres mi presencia más cálida,
mi más pura nostalgia.
Darío Jaramillo Agudelo. - Jan 12, 10
I wonder what my feelings look like.
I wonder if they smell. I wonder if they weigh anything at all. I wonder if the burden they've become is proportional to the space they occupy in the world.
Do I know what it means to feel. Do I think when I feel. Do I have, perhaps, a slightly less naive approach to anything remotely complicated or even tangentially related to other(s).
Do I have a portion of the Earth to just land gracefully. Any field below this grief?
Why is loss such an unbearable truth.
I wonder if loss has dark eyes.
It's so hard to stop shaking when every breath implies a tear and when every blink of and eye necessarily brings an eruption from below, a crack on the earth, a question.
I retake my burden, my insomnia and the (half)circles below my eyes. The tall grass on which I didn't lie. The past. The memories constructed so meticulously, so breakable and diaphanous. Every pore on my body clogged with your rejection.
I am lying on the floor. My heart pounds in my left temple and the beat becomes a sound mixed with the fuzzy rug. There is no dust on this floor but and incredibly ridiculous amount of hair. I am losing my hair. Days are grey, I stay up all night, every blue night, meditating about my loss of myself and the world and you and
What am I doing?!
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