La vida es una secuencia de ciclos, en donde rara vez se sabe cuándo uno empieza y otro termina. Así, es cierto que nunca se sabe cuándo es la última que se ve a alguien. Y no me refiero solo al acto físico de observar. No. Bien puede ser esa última vez que se está […]Read More 3 EN 1
As the nail sunk to the ground, the rain broke open and, Lord, here comes the flood. Drink up, dreamers, that you are running dry. You have no hope and no homes, you may as well all run to stand still. Don’t be afraid to cry for what you see, noone will care a damn […]Read More Drink up
I spend a lot of time watching YouTube videos, to the point that I don’t own a TV anymore. Often times, after work, I will have dinner accompanied by whatever video the app has selected for me; keeping me company, feeding me sounds and shapes from around the world that somehow seem intimate, personal, as […]Read More YouTube Treasures
After several days of tediously avoiding spoilers and threatening the members of my whatsapp groups with enthusiastic friends from school and university, I managed to finally see Avengers: End Game. Not once but twice for good measure. I enjoyed the movie and think that it gave a fitting end to a well thought-out saga that […]Read More What is really the end game?
Time, or better perhaps just the notion of it, has been haunting me lately. Still remember the days when I could let it flow (or was it me moving through it?), and evolve. But not anymore as slowly, but steadily, the actual meaning of entropy has become clear to me by revealing ever more non-reversible […]Read More Time. 3:30 at a time.
Not much to say today, except that I miss my cat. A bit random, I know, but perhaps that’s the nature of a blog, what do I know? Maybe this public statement (public as in the 2 people that will read it!) is a way of trying to convince myself that I’m not as bad […]Read More I miss my cat
Lemmo Demo – a great albumRead More Album review- Lemmo Demo
I would like to break your heart Help turn that beautiful inside, out Make it the profile of your dreams Diffuminate them with filtered colors Watch them all swirl away And then, then we will see that some things…. Some things can only be ignored for so long With skin wrinkled and wrapped around rough […]Read More Hush
Someone said I can’t be free That I should’ve known better It’s been a long time since But the sound still lingers on Putrid, foul, disembodied noise Luficer fell without a fight No way out from the fish bowl Forever an attraction, a freak show Search and you will find Can’t go on without myself, […]Read More The feast