Mi nuevo tatuaje

Bueno...será mi nuevo tatuaje.

La eternidad

SHOUT THE HAKA!!!

IT IS DEATH, IT IS DEATH!
IT IS LIFE, IT IS LIFE!
IT IS DEATH, IT IS DEATH!
IT IS LIFE, IT IS LIFE!
THIS IS THE CLOUDY MAN
WHO CAUSED THE SUN SHINE AGAIN FOR ME!
UP THE LADDER, UP THE LADDER!
UP TO THE TOP!
THE SUN SHINES!!!

waiting

Luz se refleja
en el negro estómago
de aquél tinaco.

C.W.

-Merciful Heavens:
What man, ne'er pull your hat upon your brows:
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak,
Were on the quarry of these murther'd deer
To add the death of you.

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-Dispute it like a man.

-I shall do so:
But I must also feel it as a man.

I have been reading Keats lately... it helps

But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on hte wealth of globèd peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep unpon her peerless eyes.

“El sol atestiguará la calma, la prudencia / con la que yo acepte el inevitable cambio de luz.”

El mejor maestro que he tenido ahora disfruta de la compañia de su héroe Keats y Woolf.



Forever gratefull, forever sailing...thank you.

Mi escritura no tiene nada de masculinidad, tal vez, porque está dedicada a relatar con lágrimas las penas de aquellas almas que a mis ojos van por la calle con profunda miseria.

-Artura Vallejo

Pity is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatever is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with the human sufferer. Terror is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatsoever is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with the secret cause.

Elle est retrouvée!

- Quoi? - l'Eternité.

C'est la mer melée

Au soleil.