Sunday, August 27, 2006
Sunday, August 06, 2006
nothing...
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Friends for life
Into a smile,when you feel down.
The best of friends,Will understand,
Your little trials,And lend a hand.
The best of friends,Will always share,
Your secret dreams,Because they care.
The best of friends,Worth more than gold,
Give all the love,A heart can hold.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
GoGoLand
What happens happen when you play a game...and you dont even know that you are a part of it , like participant. Thats what happens when people play games with you!
So my story begins as a fairytale, I captured moments with your 5 senses and re-live them, moments of magical feelings, the smell, the taste , pixie dust is all around, I couldn't believe was in the farytale. So I finally lived the story...
fairytales always have the gloomy evil part to them...in this case the rule was I couldnt leave the fairytale I couldn't go outside, learn about the evil parts of the story, so many times I wanted out but the I was inmersed in the pixie feeling.
I finally found a small peep hole outside
each day I tried to make it bigger
after all the effort and the restless hours, I even got hurt in the process, felt tired,thought i was never goin to make it. and one rainy day my little window to outside was even bigger, I was so afraid to what I might find, I
saw glimpses and they scared me.SO That day I finally had the courage and went out...
When I was outside I could see I was living in a small mystical beautiful magical breathtaking cottage surrounded by burnt woods, cloudy, blurry smoglike.. I WAS IN SHOCK CONFUSED I stood there for a while in disbelief and decided to look the other way and could see to the horizon a path the leaded to green fields, valleys. What was I to do could continue livin the faiytaled cottage surround by all that damage , living a lie, playing a story game? or just take a chance.
You got it it sounds better to say fuck that ill take that chance
What am I tryin to say!? Nothing is never as it seems...Pueden estar disfrazadas, pueden ser un sueno, nada es perfecto...al estar ciego a esto vivo un engano no es justo si a ami horizonte tengo un mundo por delante.
que lastima me da...pero adios...me despido de esa historia y me voy.
So my story begins as a fairytale, I captured moments with your 5 senses and re-live them, moments of magical feelings, the smell, the taste , pixie dust is all around, I couldn't believe was in the farytale. So I finally lived the story...
fairytales always have the gloomy evil part to them...in this case the rule was I couldnt leave the fairytale I couldn't go outside, learn about the evil parts of the story, so many times I wanted out but the I was inmersed in the pixie feeling.
I finally found a small peep hole outside
each day I tried to make it bigger
after all the effort and the restless hours, I even got hurt in the process, felt tired,thought i was never goin to make it. and one rainy day my little window to outside was even bigger, I was so afraid to what I might find, I
saw glimpses and they scared me.SO That day I finally had the courage and went out...
When I was outside I could see I was living in a small mystical beautiful magical breathtaking cottage surrounded by burnt woods, cloudy, blurry smoglike.. I WAS IN SHOCK CONFUSED I stood there for a while in disbelief and decided to look the other way and could see to the horizon a path the leaded to green fields, valleys. What was I to do could continue livin the faiytaled cottage surround by all that damage , living a lie, playing a story game? or just take a chance.
You got it it sounds better to say fuck that ill take that chance
What am I tryin to say!? Nothing is never as it seems...Pueden estar disfrazadas, pueden ser un sueno, nada es perfecto...al estar ciego a esto vivo un engano no es justo si a ami horizonte tengo un mundo por delante.
que lastima me da...pero adios...me despido de esa historia y me voy.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
B.I.G.
Your aspirations are your possibilities. If you want to be big, you have to think big. Your only limits are those of vision. The more you can dream, the more you can be. Don't ever stop dreaming. For when you cease dreaming, you cease living. Cherish your dreams for they are the blueprints to your ultimate success. If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make it come true? The greatest achievements always take placein the framework of great expectations. Big thinking will always come before big achievement.
Saturday, June 10, 2006

Fácil decirlo
Pero como cuesta
Dar con este instante
Para decirte que tengo
Tengo una intriga que no descansa
Tengo mucha curiosidad
Y aunque el agua esta bien clara
No veo como saltar
Y ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Viene el silencio
Me pongo muy inquieto
Tratando algún movimiento
Y tú así me miras sonriendo
Entonces entiendo
Cuanto es perdido
Si no se intenta
Piensa cuantas veces
No te atreviste y dejaste
Que se te fuera la noche entera
Ya sin saciar tu curiosidad
Y te vas de vuelta a casa
Perdiendo en vez de ganar
Pero ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy cerca te tengo
Ya no me quedo
Atrás con el miedo
No, no, ya no pierdo
Ya no pierdo mas el tiempo
Que no es más que nuestro
Veo mi instinto en tu espejo
Y creo sentir tus dedos
Cruzan el hielo que tanto
Tanto me costaba romper
Y aunque ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Que tonto me siento
Debo decirte que miento
Si digo que no pierdo tiempo
Esta tonada que canto
Espero me ayude a aprender…
Pero como cuesta
Dar con este instante
Para decirte que tengo
Tengo una intriga que no descansa
Tengo mucha curiosidad
Y aunque el agua esta bien clara
No veo como saltar
Y ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Viene el silencio
Me pongo muy inquieto
Tratando algún movimiento
Y tú así me miras sonriendo
Entonces entiendo
Cuanto es perdido
Si no se intenta
Piensa cuantas veces
No te atreviste y dejaste
Que se te fuera la noche entera
Ya sin saciar tu curiosidad
Y te vas de vuelta a casa
Perdiendo en vez de ganar
Pero ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy cerca te tengo
Ya no me quedo
Atrás con el miedo
No, no, ya no pierdo
Ya no pierdo mas el tiempo
Que no es más que nuestro
Veo mi instinto en tu espejo
Y creo sentir tus dedos
Cruzan el hielo que tanto
Tanto me costaba romper
Y aunque ya se que todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Todo miedo
Esconde un deseo
Y más, más y más lo creo
Cuando muy de cerca te tengo
Que tonto me siento
Debo decirte que miento
Si digo que no pierdo tiempo
Esta tonada que canto
Espero me ayude a aprender…
Monday, June 05, 2006
The Art of Failure
What makes the difference between ordinary and extraordinary, between average and excellent, mediocre and superb? Is it family background? Are achievers born into wealth? Is it better opportunities for certain people? Opportunity is a strange thing because two people with similar gifts, talents and resources can look at a situation and one person will see tremendous opportunity while the other is negative and skeptical. One man's junk is another man's jewel.
Opportunity is like beauty. It's in the eye of the beholder. Is achievement gained because of hardship or because of lack of hardship? Is it high morals or how about a great education? Perhaps here is the great secret. Well, I believe it is none of these items. The bottom line that separates those who achieve from those who don't is different perceptions and responses to what many people consider failure. Nothing else has such a dramatic impact on people's ability to achieve and to accomplish whatever they set out to accomplish. There are literally thousands of ways to become a winner and the sure way I know of to stay average is to fail and not investigate what you gained from the apparent failure. Through trial and error, I eventually taught myself how to view, what most people say is failure, differently. I taught myself that everything happens for a reason.
When a situation or a circumstance happens and it doesn't appear favorably for me at that moment, I have learned to detach, pull back, instead of over-reacting to the circumstances. By detaching, I'm talking about the thought process I now take now rather than the ones I used to take before. There are many situations you cannot change but you can definitely change how you view them, especially related to what most people perceive to be failure. I ask people all the time who say they've failed, I say, "Have you really? Did you really fail?" Then I ask them the next question "What did you gain, who did you meet, how did it develop character, what happened because of the situation?"
Friday, June 02, 2006
Angelito

Angelito no te he olvidado, te tengo presente, me acuerdo de ti en momentos de felicidad y en momentos de desesperacion...porque una persona como tu ? pq de esa manera?
no lo se...solo se lo que dejaste en nosotras...solo se lo que me ensenaste, tus consejos y tus chistes! Y ahi me doy cuenta de que no te has ido..estas siempre conmigo y con ella..cuidandonos.
Angelito de la Guarda no dejes de volar..vuela alto y mas alto. Porque tu brillo ha dejado un resplandor aqui en la Tierra.
in loving memory ,
Horacio Nelson de Jesus Morales Guerrero
14/03/1984 27/03/2006
Monday, May 15, 2006
The Lonileness that nobody notices

Come and see I swear by now I’m playing time I against my troubles I’m coming slow but speeding Do you wish a dance and while i’m In the front The play on time is won But the difficulty is coming here I will go in this way And find my own way out I wont tell you to stay But I’m coming to much more Me All at once the ghosts come back Reeling in you now What if they came down crushing Remember when I used to play for All of the loneliness that nobody Notices now I’m begging slow I’m coming here Only waiting I wanted to stay I wanted to play I wanted to love you I’m only this far And only tomorrow leads my way I’m coming waltzing back and moving into your head Please, I wouldnt pass this by I would take any more than What sort of man goes by I will bring water Why wont you ever be glad It melts into wonderI came in praying for you Why wont you run In the rain and play Let the tears splash all over you
These details have all been erased by youth...the details that are supposed to make a person feel special.
NEW LEAF
Saturday, May 13, 2006
14

Estupidos al fin, siempre tendremos a nuestro favor la ignorancia. Como invertimos en destruirnos la energia, el tiempo y los recursos que podriamos emplear en lograr ser felices, no tenemos que rompernos la cabeza tratando de decidir que hacer con tanta plenitud.
Me encuentro pensando ...como hubiera sido si....y es que hubiera sido ? o es? Aveces no encontramos la explicacion y es ahi cuando se hace mas dificil de entender y de aceptar y se convierte en una cicatriz.
Y es que cuando pierdes , tu vida nunca sera igual .
y ahi esta el reto... de aceptar el cambio tal cual como venga y simplemente "make the best out of it ".
Errar es humano..pero echarle la culpa a otro, es mas humano!
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
La Esclavitud no se abolio, se cambio a 8 horas diarias

levantarse...8am trabajo entre otras cosas en tu mente empieza el dia y tu cabeza empieza trabajar, el olor de cafe llega a tu nariz y BOOM tengo hambre ...desayunar...si no comes no piensas bien! y luego llenar todas las expectativas que tienen otros de ti en el dia...no solo en el ambiente de trabajo, sino hablo tambien de la familia y amigos. Luego en mi caso estudiar llenar las expectativas de mis profesores y terminar mi proyecto sueno de ser Arquitecta...Pero me llama tanta la atencion la presion que uno lleva...y sera que asi es la vida a struggle ? hay tantas cosas mas que uno quisiera hacer y se ven imposibles de conseguir but at the end when u see the results that u get it makes you so happy! and thats the key to not feel the "pressure" bein happy that at least u got a chance at actually doin something with your life...pero entonces while your busy makin somethin out of your life you forget the basic and moral things that make life meaningful. Somos esclavos ? yo pienso que si de nuestros suenos... esclavos determinados a terminar su labor para asi despues disfrutar de nuestros frutos. 8horas de esclavitud para vivir una vida a su plenitud? is it a good bargain ?
so get mellow and enjoy the ride! its a long one ....
so get mellow and enjoy the ride! its a long one ....
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Time...waiting...wasted

You always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting
And if I chose to walk away would you be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep me right here waiting???
NO
So much precious time wasted on something that will never be, will never change the way someone can make you feel so worthless! Why Am I waiting ? WHAT am I waiting for, cause what you see is what you get an thats that. Am I stupid ? no...manipulated it to thnkin that...yes
I have given up so many things and for what?
Its no way out...my complaints! but what the fuck am i waiting for?
I have to take lead in this situatin and just handle it with the same importance that it is handled with me..0.... and tired and awake...
...seekin for my happyness...thats all.
I end up spend more time with my dog LOLA
Thursday, May 04, 2006
SIMPLESMENTE

Every moment I'm near you I try to understand Every second I try to believe In how I am In the silence of moonlight I find myself and you Just as always I'm dreaming I know you're dreaming too And all the tears that I've cried Are maybe drops of rain After all And every sunset sky Is here with us forever now
When I sing I remember Of everything that's good Just being through a lot I know what is pain I never want to hide Maybe I can even regretJust because then I thought That people can be Much more than a simple being
Don't have to try too hard It's not a secret held after all' Cause every falling star Is here with us (forever)
I never want to lose Maybe I'll even think about wishing Just because then I thought That people can be Much more than a simple being
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