La muerte extiende suavement su manto
Una llovizna constante va deslavando mi yo
Ya no estoy, ya no soy, ya no existo
Se toca el insipiente limbo.
Pero ni la muerte es un estado permanente.
¿Quien va a volver?
¿La re-encarnacion de un deja vu,
La gloria de quien tiene nada que perder
El suspiro de quien es puesto en otro cuerpo?
Esta escrito en el aire mas el viento no sopla
lo rasgan mis uñas pero mis ojos no ven.
Alé Ehecatl, suelta tu aliento
Me has llamado y quiero atender.
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Death spreads smoothly its cloth
Constant soft rain wash away my self.
I am not, my being is not, I don’t exist.
Unflavorful limb is reached.
But neither death is permanent.
Who will be back?
A deja vu re-incarnation,
The glory of one who has nothing to loose,
The sigh of someone who’s in a different body?
It is written in the air but wind is not flowing.
I tear it apart with my nails but my eyes don’t see it.
“Alé Ehecatl", exhale.
You've called me and I want to attend.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
It's gone
The quake has ceased, the storm subsided.
A pale rain keeps the soil moistened.
From impressing darkness, the horizon goes to gray.
No more pain, no more fear, no more procedures.
Those days of daily radiation are finished.
There is no body to be poisoned, to be flooded,
Secondary effects don't reach us
What is done is done.
As you promised, it didn't last forever.
Solution came.
But the the sky is foggy now,
Collapsed remains scattered around
where I strive to hold myself
from the consolidated light I see
or the shine I'm determined to perceive.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Lo que pesa / What burdens ...
Algunas personas se han acercado a mi en asombro y miedo por la enfermedad como omnipotente y culpable. Sin embargo, yo no lamento la enfermedad. No guardo coraje porque asaltó nuestra casa. Tampoco resentimiento porque nos privo de los proyectos deseados. Nuestro amor brilló a cada paso, cada dia; alumbrando el dolor, la incertidumbre y el desencanto. Fue nuestra bandera y nuestro refugio; nuestro consuelo y nuestro aliento. Su ausencia física en este mundo de materia es lo que me pesa.
Some people have come to me in awe and fear of the desease as omnipotent and guilty. However, I don't regret illness. I don't keep anger because it assaulted our home. Neither I keep resentment due it prevented us from our desired projects. Our love shined at every step every day; enlightening pain, uncertainty and disenchantment. It was our flag and our refuge; our comfort and strength. Hi Physical absence is what burdens me.
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Some people have come to me in awe and fear of the desease as omnipotent and guilty. However, I don't regret illness. I don't keep anger because it assaulted our home. Neither I keep resentment due it prevented us from our desired projects. Our love shined at every step every day; enlightening pain, uncertainty and disenchantment. It was our flag and our refuge; our comfort and strength. Hi Physical absence is what burdens me.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Sólo otro día / It's just another day
Por mi no me levantaba. Usualmente lo que me pasa en los sueños es menos pesadilla que lo que pasa en esta "vida real". Pero el cuerpo me despierta, las necesidades me empujan. A regañadientes no me queda más que bajar los pies de la cama.
El sol es pálido anunciándo un insípido día. Lo mejor de todo es que pasan pero mientras, solo cierro los ojos y dejo que suceda.
No estoy de "holiday" ni en excepción, ni en situación especial... esta es mi vida! Tan privilegiada pero tan gris. Lo práctico no tiene sentido; el futuro inpensable porque para empezar, duele.
La vida sigue su curso, el mundo no se detiene; es un desgarrante consuelo. Es el principio quien me mantiene a bordo. Yo quisiera brincar al mar -Toño ya lo hizo, no le quedó otro remedio.
El barco, el mar. La Mar, el barco... entes distintos pero indispensables entre si. Si por necesidad tengo que estar en el barco, quievo vivir en la Mar.
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It's just another day
If it were for me, I wouldn't wake and stand up. Whatever happens to me in dreams is usually less nightmare that what is happening in "real lige". But the body wakes me up, needs push me. Reluctantly, I have to move my feet off the bed.
The sun is pale, it's advertising an un-flavorful day. The best of all is that it passes away but in the meantime I just close my eyes and let it occur.
I am not in "holiday" neither in exception or special situation... thi is my life! As privileged but as gray. Practical matters make no sense; future is unthinkable because starting by, it hurts.
Life goes on, the world doesn't stop. That is a consolation tearing me apart. It is the principle who keeps me on board. I'd wish to jump into the sea - Toño has already done it, he had no choice.
The ship, the sea. The Sea, the ship... different entities but indispensable to each other. If by need, I have to be in the ship, I want to live within the Sea.
El sol es pálido anunciándo un insípido día. Lo mejor de todo es que pasan pero mientras, solo cierro los ojos y dejo que suceda.
No estoy de "holiday" ni en excepción, ni en situación especial... esta es mi vida! Tan privilegiada pero tan gris. Lo práctico no tiene sentido; el futuro inpensable porque para empezar, duele.
La vida sigue su curso, el mundo no se detiene; es un desgarrante consuelo. Es el principio quien me mantiene a bordo. Yo quisiera brincar al mar -Toño ya lo hizo, no le quedó otro remedio.
El barco, el mar. La Mar, el barco... entes distintos pero indispensables entre si. Si por necesidad tengo que estar en el barco, quievo vivir en la Mar.
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It's just another day
If it were for me, I wouldn't wake and stand up. Whatever happens to me in dreams is usually less nightmare that what is happening in "real lige". But the body wakes me up, needs push me. Reluctantly, I have to move my feet off the bed.
The sun is pale, it's advertising an un-flavorful day. The best of all is that it passes away but in the meantime I just close my eyes and let it occur.
I am not in "holiday" neither in exception or special situation... thi is my life! As privileged but as gray. Practical matters make no sense; future is unthinkable because starting by, it hurts.
Life goes on, the world doesn't stop. That is a consolation tearing me apart. It is the principle who keeps me on board. I'd wish to jump into the sea - Toño has already done it, he had no choice.
The ship, the sea. The Sea, the ship... different entities but indispensable to each other. If by need, I have to be in the ship, I want to live within the Sea.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
Back and again...
Mas de un año sin escribir por acá. Suena a un silencio muy grande porque... ¡cuánto ha pasado y cuánto ha quedado para siempre!. Mi Corazón.... ha dado un vuelco y ahora sonríe desde otra dimensión.
"No hay fecha que no se llegue ni plazo que no se cumpla", ése es el momento de la muerte: el ínfimo punto que completa lo que se estaba gestando en lo que ya es. El fin como principio porque en esta creación nada es estático. Mi Corazón evolucionó y a mi también me toca si quiero seguirle el paso. ¡Y por supuesto que quiero! ¡Mi Corazón no es cualquier cosa! Primero aquí, hasta que llegue el día de cruzar ese puente que nos mantiene separados y juntos. Pero no voy, ¡me llevan! Mi aliento es tan corto que sólamente accede a dar un diminuto paso. Y es que no sé cuál o cuán largo sea el camino, cuantas veces me voy a caer o si de plano (como el puerco) tuerza el rabo. Insisto: no voy, me llevan (que si por mi fuera...); me lleva el amor, me lleva el principio, me lleva la necesidad (que hace andar al burro) porque al menos hoy, sigo siendo de carne y hueso.
Sólo un día. Sólo este dia. Dios no me pide más.
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It is more than a years since I wrote here. It sounds like a big silece because... how much has passed and how much is staying forever. My Heart... he turned up and now he smiles from other dimension.
"There is no date that doesn't arrive nor term that is not due", so is the time of death: the smallest point that completes what is becoming into what already is. The end is a beginning because in this creation nothing is static. My Heart evolved and so I have if I want to go after him. And of course I want! My Heart is not whatever! It is first here until the day arrives that I have to cross the bridge which keep us united but separated. But I'm not going; someone takes me! My breath is so short that it only achieves the shortest step. It is that I don't know what or how long the road is, how many times I'll fall or if I ever betray myself. I say it again: I'm not going, I am taken (because if it were because of me...); taken by love, taken by principle, taken by need (that makes the donkey walk) because at least today, I'm still flesh and blood.
It is only for one day, today. God doesn't ask me more than that.
"No hay fecha que no se llegue ni plazo que no se cumpla", ése es el momento de la muerte: el ínfimo punto que completa lo que se estaba gestando en lo que ya es. El fin como principio porque en esta creación nada es estático. Mi Corazón evolucionó y a mi también me toca si quiero seguirle el paso. ¡Y por supuesto que quiero! ¡Mi Corazón no es cualquier cosa! Primero aquí, hasta que llegue el día de cruzar ese puente que nos mantiene separados y juntos. Pero no voy, ¡me llevan! Mi aliento es tan corto que sólamente accede a dar un diminuto paso. Y es que no sé cuál o cuán largo sea el camino, cuantas veces me voy a caer o si de plano (como el puerco) tuerza el rabo. Insisto: no voy, me llevan (que si por mi fuera...); me lleva el amor, me lleva el principio, me lleva la necesidad (que hace andar al burro) porque al menos hoy, sigo siendo de carne y hueso.
Sólo un día. Sólo este dia. Dios no me pide más.
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It is more than a years since I wrote here. It sounds like a big silece because... how much has passed and how much is staying forever. My Heart... he turned up and now he smiles from other dimension.
"There is no date that doesn't arrive nor term that is not due", so is the time of death: the smallest point that completes what is becoming into what already is. The end is a beginning because in this creation nothing is static. My Heart evolved and so I have if I want to go after him. And of course I want! My Heart is not whatever! It is first here until the day arrives that I have to cross the bridge which keep us united but separated. But I'm not going; someone takes me! My breath is so short that it only achieves the shortest step. It is that I don't know what or how long the road is, how many times I'll fall or if I ever betray myself. I say it again: I'm not going, I am taken (because if it were because of me...); taken by love, taken by principle, taken by need (that makes the donkey walk) because at least today, I'm still flesh and blood.
It is only for one day, today. God doesn't ask me more than that.
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