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"Manifiesto Del Pingüino Asesino"

Fri, 23 May 2008 12:50:15 GMT

Insomniac

Nightwatch of the mirror:
the moon keeps it company.
Reflection on reflection,
the spider spins its plots.

Hardly ever blinking,
thoughts are on guard:
neither ghost nor concept,
my death is a sentry.

Not alive, not dead:
awake, I am awake
in the desert of an eye.

~Octavio Paz

Brotherhood

Homage to Claudius Ptolemy

I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.

~ Octavio Paz

Austin TV-Volo al Cielo

When you can't put your feelings into words, steal them from someone else.

Sun, 18 May 2008 03:02:39 GMT

Between going and staying the day wavers, by Octavio Paz

Between going and staying the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circular afternoon is now a bay
where the world in stillness rocks.

All is visible and all elusive,
all is near and can't be touched.

Paper, book, pencil, glass,
rest in the shade of their names.

Time throbbing in my temples repeats
the same unchanging syllable of blood.

The light turns the indifferent wall
into a ghostly theater of reflections.

I find myself in the middle of an eye,
watching myself in its blank stare.

The moment scatters. Motionless,
I stay and go: I am a pause.

The world is a bunch of suck glued together with saliva.

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 05:20:50 GMT

So...I am Awake at 2 in the morning and will probably not sleep today because I have a test tomorrow. That will be a fun experience I am sure. I guess you could say I will fail, since I don't know the material too well but then again I could pass, all up to my luck, which seems to be running out. Oh well, I hope you die by the way, you don't deserve life if you are reading this, I curse you.

Is it an art?

Wed, 13 Feb 2008 05:28:21 GMT

Friendship, something that should come natural to people, avoids me for whatever reason. Its not my thing I guess, I'm growing tired of it...I think I will begin the 11th grade experiment again...except that now that I know it is indeed effective I will just take it to another extreme. Hooray.

I wonder why I wonder what I wonder.

Tue, 05 Feb 2008 03:51:09 GMT

In my quest to becoming a being whose major ambition is to lack ambition, it seems that my method has become flawed.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Sat, 26 Jan 2008 23:35:48 GMT

New semester will begin soon...which sucks because now the freaking out about school will begin once again. Hopefully it will not be as horrid as I think it will be but if it is...well...I will be screwed--with a capital S. Mmm...I finished the training video it is not good but what can you do I'm not exactly experienced on this sort of thing or creative enough to make something good out of nothing. Hooray for no talent. OK that is all...goodnight and good luck.

My first semester of college will be over soon...

Wed, 12 Dec 2007 01:46:08 GMT

and I'm happy or contect, however you want to put it. I found an amazing place to work at, sure the pay is fairly crappy, but the people there are great. There has not been a single day since I have been there that something funny does not happen. I'm allowed to call my many supervisor/bosses by name. Izzy and I were told that we were doing a good job, and Izzy had enough influence to get the almighty Nat to purchase better shoulder straps so our voyages to foreign lands become more pleasent. Particularly when we have to venture to Jull Hall, or Cumberland (which is a long walk when walking from the Mall). My professors were great, particularly my History and Geography professors.

Another great that happened to me that I went to a Cafe Tacuba concert, which was one of the happiest moments in my life, and it was amazing. Watching one of my favorite bands in the middle of both kids and adults who were, just like me, singing along to La Ingrata and Eres. Jumpging back and forth semi moshing to Las Flores, La Pinta and Chilanga Banda, as well as La Ingrata. Crowd surfers going up and falling to the ground left and right, getting pushed onto other people and pushing back. I almost felt as if for two or three hours I didn't have to feel so foreign, which was great. Above all it just made me feel nostalgia...remembering my childhood; remembering half of those songs in the background while my brother did homework. Oh, the memories.

In the end, I now know that next semester will be horrible because nothing like these events will happen. Not another concert and not another semester of finding good things in life, and hanging out at work with one of the few people I like in the world. This will happen more sporadically if at all. I hope things don't change and continue to be as great as they have been, but this is unlikely and it is best to be realistic.

College so far

Tue, 27 Nov 2007 22:48:55 GMT

Advising was quick and painless.
Work is great.
Life not so much.
I need sleep and I need to finish my English 101 paper, finish reading for Ancient History.

Amazing!!!!

Sun, 18 Nov 2007 04:19:51 GMT

The Cafe Tacuba show was amazing. I was left in awe. They are so much better live than they are in CD, man I have never had more fun in my life. Now, I have to go to a Rage Against the Machine, Jaguares, Panteon Rococo, Silvio Rodriguez, and Maldita Vecindad concerts....and I can say I can die happy. Oh, not to forget Bad Religion, and Matchbox Twenty...they come in February...who wants to come?

Welcome to the Social

Sat, 17 Nov 2007 15:04:20 GMT

You are now uninvited...goodbye!