jueves, 10 de mayo de 2012

Words...

Sometimes it take a few long days in order to realize how short is life.

A reflextion of my own, sorry about the spelling


You know how people are quoting everyone, like today for some reason I can't stop thinking on Gahndis frase "be the chance you want to see in the world" and for some strange reason today I listen to Michael Jackson´s "I´m talking to the men in the mirror." I know at some point I should stop watching movies and tv series and get a life but as for now I´m digging this dull lifestyle: cooking, eating, watching movies, eating more, watching series, reading a mag, eating, getting a smoke, facebook stalking, twitter hiding, internet surfing, and once in a while reading a page or two from a book. My dad ask me tonight If I was depressed and for some reason it hasn´t been the first to ask, I´ve been making my self the same question for a couple months now, truth is I´m not getting any younger, I´ve recently discoverd a few gray in my hair, thank god i am kind of blonde and it is not that obvious, im not getting any thinner either everytime i look myself into the mirror I gotta ask: "Hey Girl its been a couple pounds since I saw you and I cant believe it is only been two years since I promised myself I wouldn´t be fat ever again. So for what you may see my life is not that interesting to watch so I rather watch tv. I am 23 years old and yes I have been kissed but i dont remember it being by a good looking guy or by anyone who loved me or liked me. As me, my partners have been people just looking to fill in some empty holes and never look back because then we realize we are alone and pathetic so we rather fool around. yes i am lame but hold on your horses im just trying to be honest here, it appears to be all i got left. It is sad when not even your loser fat gal calls you to hang out. And she rather spent time with some loser white trash, I understand her because downtown is more her time, while upper east style seems to be mine I gotta said i really dont belong or like most people who are around, well I was telling you about all these inspirational quotes (i gotta admit I am a sucker for Audrey´s quotes Gosh she was really the fairest lady) I saw a woody allen movie today and even though I try my humor is not black, or sarcastic, or full with wit, actually I got not humor at all and for some reason some people actually think it is funny. And recently i dont know when but it obvioulsy was during one of my long journeys of chickflick watching I really need to stop watching romantic movies... comedies, or anything that is displayed on any type of screen... i saw an interview with the guy and I got the idea of making my own movie. one of his most famous quotes is something about being fun because he portrays reality or something and most of the time i am pretty much a realistic with a few shines of romance in the nights, i cant think of a girl that at one point or another isnt dreaming on prince charming.

miércoles, 2 de mayo de 2012

De Noches Insomes


De  noches insomnes se van tejiendo los sueños, mientras que los silencios en tanto incómodos logran tocar la oda a la soledad.  Las ganas de no dormir traducidas en miedo a los sueños son aún más latentes cuando el miedo que se tiene es al no soñar.  Elevado entre el llanto de los dolidos y el grito ahogado de quien no sabe más se escucha en ocasiones el cantar del bandido que de entre tantos parece ser sólo un huérfano más.  De ingratas sonrisas y gestos sin maña se van llenando los recuerdos y los rostros que se ven pasar, pasando de largo unos entre otros y es sólo sus ojos lo que no han logrado ocultar.  De los miedos que se van creando telarañas de las que más temprano que tarde por alguna extraña razón no se han de querer soltar.  En la soledad de reconocerse como tal, no tenía más opción que abrazarse, siempre con el miedo que de ser así la comodidad invadiera sus piernas de tal suerte que no le dejara caminar.  Hace tiempo ya que se había conciliado con ella, peor en ese afán de mitigarla lo único que había logrado era embelesarse, pretender encontrar un control que en realidad no conociera y arriesgar los huesos, el alma, quizá a la familia a quien amaba más.  Benditos trucos que le jugaron la mente terminaron por hacerle sentarse a esperar, aceptar y pronunciar que de entre tantos miedos yacía el de emprendido el viaje no saber como regresar.

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Tierron/Tierrancho, Laguna, Coahuila, Mexico
Pues bien a mi me ha dado por escribir. Algunas veces me confiezo soñadora y llena de esperanzas, pero otras permito que escriba El Francotirador que es a quien le es más fácil hablar de este mundo en aquellas ocasiones en que la esperanza y la ilusión se pierden en mis manos. Entonces aparece Franco que siendo tan franco cae en lo pesimista, en lo realista. Espero les gusta la mancuerna que hacemos, saludos. A grandes razgos, no hace falta más que leerme un poco para conocerme bastante.