A seguir...

Seguir escribiendo la historia,
Día a día,
Y noche,
Letra tras letra,
Haciendo palabras que formarán parte de un todo futuro.

Dot dot com

1.6.11

Cualquiera se cansa de milongas...

Pero cuando la Milonga es de esas que te tocan el pecho,
es entonces cuando de verdad uno hace una pausa para escuchar y recordar...

Así, pues... te espero y te encuentro en mis sueños...

Entre el cielo, la tierra y el mar,
Se encuantra mi esperanza y la de los demás.

Entre los malancólicos ritmos de la guitarra y del tambor
Y entre las colegialas y el rencor,
Entre todos esos desnudos,
Apariciones y premoniciones,
Temblores,
Calores,
Estruendos,
Pavores...

Mi amada se quedó anclada en una esperanza,
Junto a mi corazón y mi miedo,
Allá, en la quinta del paraíso...

Bebiendo,
Sintiendo,
Soñando,
Esperando...

Te amo,
Fue algo que te dije un día y no era mentira...

Amor, amor, corazón...

Suicide Club . - .

A movie to see over and over and over like the “usumaki” one.

Back on track!

It's been a while since my last post...

Things have changed, always change..

Two dots and a heart at the door,
A floor and a cute little girl who's always so warm..

Work, work,

Knock, knock.

See you on the next post.

A post for the emancipation of the minds of future modern societies...

So much can be said in the topic of a new, better, modern society... a post could determine the future of man kind?

Try to think about the Butterfly effect theory, or even the String theory...

But try not to think too much about it because it would drive you crazy... that goes to the past...

FUTURE

Keep thinking... it's OK.

¿Cómo explicar lo inexplicable?

Si fuéramos más que humanos tal vez se podría, primero explicarlo y segundo entenderlo...

Para mientras que sigan bailando los que pueden y quieren,

Que yo sigo con mi camino por los huertos,

Allá entre esa niebla donde encuentro a los nuestros...

Que bien dicen que es mejor haber amado y haber perdido que no saber lo que es tal sentimiento,

Momento,

Que no ha terminado el cuento...

... blog...

Bosquejo:
Agua.
Sometimes I feel that my only companions are Whales and so I try to tell them a joke to pass the time, but they only give me those peculiar sounds as a response... sometimes I wonder if they liked my joke, or if they even got it...
Aire.
Other times the Wind whispers a song into my ear while it makes love to the trees as I pass by and borrow time from them...
Fuego.
If you ever have the luck to find Lava in a romantic mood, you'll see how seductively it moves and how delicious seems its color...
Tierra.
To bring it back where we all roam.

In a different note:
I'm really excited because I'm getting an apartment and will finally have my own place!!!
Now, I'm thinking of getting a pet... a cat to be precise... yeah, I like cats... but I don't know what to get, a male, a female, or should I get a male and a female?
Any advice?


Just learned that my Condo does not allow pets... maybe a fish tank?

Life goes on...

I want to thank anyone and everyone that ever read my things...

Thank You,
Love,
Thank You...

Luis R.

It's been there a long time ago

About that time that we would say what we mean?
Or the time that we do what we really want?

What about the noise of the noise,
That kind of sound that come from within the stomach,
The urge to make a noise...

The urge to make a little difference...

The need of...

Express one's inner sentiment.

Remembrance of a latter stake...

The whisper,

The temptation,

The condemnation,

The verse,

The U...

Thee tee...

(mer)

(ter)

(fer)

(err)

café

y mire pué

que un día veré a té y reiré.