Refrescante, lúcido, sorprendente, apañado, caracolizante, reflexivo, apasionado, contemplativo, pausado, frenético, colifloresco... mi mundo y yo.

Zúhmántico: Se dice de aquella persona, ser o cosa enamorada de la vida, capaz de transformar momentos y situaciones vividas en simples y exiguas palabras y con la habilidad de ver el doble sentido de toda frase, comúnmente conocidos como romanticones.

Actualmente trabajando en esto: Zúh Malheur Bonheur.

Un ser bípedo, gracioso, crítico, osado, amoroso cuando se deja, con un montón de cosas por decir y con un contenido sentido de la austeridad verbal.


17 oct 2015

Incubus - Just A Phase


I am bottled fizzy water
And you are shaking me up
You are a fingernail running
Down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
Now my only consolation
Is that this could not last forever
Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made

Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase 
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase

Call it women's intuition
But I think I'm on to something here
Temporaryism has been the 'Black Plague'
And the Jesus of our age
I know I must sound opinionated
Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on the stage

Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase 
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase

And I am waiting for it to be over too

12 oct 2015

Queens of the Stone Age - Mosquito Song



I know, I know the sun is hot
Mosquitos come suck your blood
Leave you there all alone
Just skin and bone
When you walk among the trees
Listening to the leaves
The further I go the less I know
The less I know

Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
Lullabies
To paralyze

Fat and soft, pink and weak
Foot and thigh, tongue and cheek
You know I'm told they swallow you whole
Skin and bone
Cutting boards and hanging hooks
Bloody knives, cooking books
Promising you won't feel a thing
At all

Swallow and chew
Eat you alive
All of us food that hasn't died
And the light says

Somehow they pick and pluck
Tenderize bone to dust
The sweetest grease, finest meat you'll ever taste
Taste, taste
So you scream, whine, and yell
Supple sounds of dinner bells
We all will feed the worms and trees So don't be shy

Swallow and chew
Eat you alive
All of us food that hasn't died

10 oct 2015

La gente no respeta las pajas.
There is another reason, to fill your heart with hatred. It must be this way. One day you will understand why. You must try to remember me, and your true self as well. You will birth a God and build an eternal Paradise.

8 oct 2015

Fotogramas (II)

Sylvia Plath.
No hay manera más poética de morir que introduciendo la cabeza en el horno.

4 oct 2015

A veces la vita non è sólo una merda, sino también una meada.

Fotogramas (I)

Rosa Parks.
 En 1955, Rosa Louise McCauley, una modista negra de Montgomery, desafió las leyes racistas impuestas en Estados Unidos con un gesto tan simple como negarse a levantarse del asiento del autobús en el que se encontraba, supuestamente, reservado solo para los blancos. Su "no" hizo historia.

2 oct 2015

Dance With Night Wind

The world is teaming with unnecessary people
It's God's decision that I fight
As a knight of honor
As a protector of the seal
I sacrifice myself
To the blood of criminals.

Rammstein - Mutter


Die Tränen greiser Kinderschar 
Ich zieh sie auf ein weißes Haar 
Werf in die Luft die nasse Kette 
Und wünsch mir dass ich eine Mutter hätte 

Keine Sonne die mir scheint 
Keine Brust hat Milch geweint 
In meiner Kehle steckt ein Schlauch 
Hab keinen Nabel auf dem Bauch 

Mutter

Ich durfte keine Nippel lecken 
Und keine Falte zum verstecken 
Niemand gab mir einen Namen 
Gezeugt in Hast und ohne Samen 

Der Mutter die mich nie geboren 
Hab ich heute Nacht geschworen 

Ich werd ihr eine Krankheit schenken 
Und sie danach im Fluss versenken 

Mutter

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal 
Auf meiner Stirn ein Muttermal 
Entferne es mit Messers Kuss 
Auch wenn ich daran sterben muss 

Mutter

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal 
Auf meiner Stirn ein Muttermal 
Entferne es mit Messers Kuss 
Auch wenn ich verbluten muss 

Mutter
Oh gib mir Kraft.