ATOMOS
sólo somos atomos
y del nucleo al electrón...
NADA
no entiendo como se puede
morir la nada,
el vacio.
igual que no entiendo
esta podredumbre
de mi NADA
No entiendo
como el vacio
como un montón de átomos
me dio
CONCIENCIA
SENTIMIENTOS
QUIMICA.
Y no entiendo porque
esta mi nada
mi vacío
ansia llenarse con tu nada
con tu vacío
allá donde estés.
-¿Cuando nos besemos,
tal vez aquí
o en el mas allá,
que pasará?
-puede que nuestras nadas
en eso que los románticos llaman
AMOR
y los científicos
QUIMICA
formen ALGO
con nuestras mismas
ANSIAS,ANHELOS y
VACIO
sábado, 6 de febrero de 2010
miércoles, 1 de abril de 2009
domingo, 31 de agosto de 2008
7 ds
mi corazon se ha roto
los puños de combatir
tu imagen
7 d´s se debaten
7 pecados capitales
como 7 velas
basta con apagar
el deseo
el animal de tristeza
rememoró sus garras
de ira
lunes, 25 de agosto de 2008
miércoles, 11 de junio de 2008
"I am walking"
2001 02 07
japanese
I am walking through a damp forest.
There isn't really a path.
I follow a faint trail where someone seems to have walked before.
It may not have been a human.
Bending down, I try to catch the scent.
The path through the forest changes, non-linearly.
There isn't a single straight line.
My eyes, accustomed to straight lines, have trouble recognizing all the shapes of the forest.
In every niche of the forest, there are a variety of living things.
There are hundreds of thousands of living things beneath where I tread.
There are trees of various heights.
They use all sorts of strategies to renew even a little of their energy efficiently.
Life like this has gone on for hundreds of thousands of years.
Silence fills the forest.
Nature is quiet.
We don't know that nature is quiet.
It's particularly quiet in the daytime.
Living creatures often go about at night, as a tactic of survival.
At night all their energy causes quite a commotion.
In the forest, the temperature changes step by step.
Even the temperature is non-linear.
Our hearts love simplicity and can't grasp the principle that lies beneath these changes.
Human intelligence is still in its infancy.
It wants to reduce multiplicity to simplicity.
A pack of wolves and a lone wolf are different things.
The action of a mass of molecules differs from the behavior of a single molecule.
The human race in the latter half of the 20th century finally has come to faintly understand this.
The universe is neither geocentric nor heliocentric, but a bit of both.
© 2001 Ryuichi Sakamoto
2001 02 07
japanese
I am walking through a damp forest.
There isn't really a path.
I follow a faint trail where someone seems to have walked before.
It may not have been a human.
Bending down, I try to catch the scent.
The path through the forest changes, non-linearly.
There isn't a single straight line.
My eyes, accustomed to straight lines, have trouble recognizing all the shapes of the forest.
In every niche of the forest, there are a variety of living things.
There are hundreds of thousands of living things beneath where I tread.
There are trees of various heights.
They use all sorts of strategies to renew even a little of their energy efficiently.
Life like this has gone on for hundreds of thousands of years.
Silence fills the forest.
Nature is quiet.
We don't know that nature is quiet.
It's particularly quiet in the daytime.
Living creatures often go about at night, as a tactic of survival.
At night all their energy causes quite a commotion.
In the forest, the temperature changes step by step.
Even the temperature is non-linear.
Our hearts love simplicity and can't grasp the principle that lies beneath these changes.
Human intelligence is still in its infancy.
It wants to reduce multiplicity to simplicity.
A pack of wolves and a lone wolf are different things.
The action of a mass of molecules differs from the behavior of a single molecule.
The human race in the latter half of the 20th century finally has come to faintly understand this.
The universe is neither geocentric nor heliocentric, but a bit of both.
© 2001 Ryuichi Sakamoto
mentirosos
cada dia que pasa
me dan mas ganas
de saltar a la calle
de gritar
espero que dentro de poco
os ajustemos las cuentas
me dan mas ganas
de saltar a la calle
de gritar
espero que dentro de poco
os ajustemos las cuentas
viernes, 16 de mayo de 2008
nausea
la frente aun sudorosa,
escalofrios,
tu mano en la cara
y el codo encima de tus rodillas
sabes que nada
absolutamente nada de esto
es transitorio
aunque la gente te lo diga
aunque te comenten
que te mereces un descanso
te lo has ganado a pulso
chaval
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