Saturday, March 31, 2007

Stores In Nyc That Sell Moccasins

WEDNESDAY APRIL 4


As the hours pass the glass has gone from half full to half empty. Everything happens quickly, leaving us breathless, unable to utilize the capacity of reaction. Suddenly no one speaks the same language, nobody understands you and when desperate attempt to comment on this event or you recognize what the words, it's not you feel your voice as their own. Corres crazy looking for a mirror to show you that you have the same face, it's you, you're really and find the image that confirms your existence. I smile carefully observing every inch of skin, every wrinkle, every freckle and you realize that something has changed why the brightness of the eyes does not have the intensity as before, of those years in which all languages \u200b\u200bwere familiar and which could take months and months without the need to look in a mirror to know you were there, if only to touch your face was enough to inspire gasps of security.
return to the streets adaptandote at the time but do not stop feeling insecure and your head is filled with the sounds of the Gymnopedie n ยบ 4, Satie, draw with the fingertips, the chin and invite your chin to rise from the ground, still along the border of the lips and eye area recreandote one by one in the wrinkles for a while and adorned the horn of a car has made you a push in a puddle and reality. All of a sudden
tastes like salt, rain, silence and the emptiness that pervades certain times. You could hide the tears with the water that has permeated every last one of your bones by soaking them in solitude.
water, reclaimed water that makes your moments watercolor, blurring your dreams, your primary drives, and sometimes even reaches diluirte fundiendote with the gray sky.
is time for the second time to open Pandora's box, the hope is cornered edge of sleeping in a small box waiting for you overcome all your fears to exit. Suddenly the colors
acquired consistency. You no longer watercolor and these watercolors, colored in red tones that make your heart beat again discover that identifies all languages.
Your steps are now safer. Threading the needle you need to make your thoughts form a meaningful piece that fits your body like a second skin.
blood pumping in your chest you much faster and in a split second the glass be half full again.
need to run, escape from boredom and break the silence that leads to the slaughterhouse and that only allows you to dream of mechanical sheep who take their fate without questioning anything.
Moni-Changing

Monday, March 26, 2007

What Causes Steam In The Shower?

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Just put your feet on the ground was surprised the first time using verbal of the day. Soon the snow. Future long future. Time encouraging the continuity that has intrinsic. Returns a kick to this thoughtful, dress, eat breakfast, make the bed, determined by the time of entry to work.
If I could stay home will stay. Rain returns to here, now, this is what you die of cold and going to the car. Sign in and turn the wheel to maximum heat and radio simultaneously, crashing face down with a sad reality that only allows swimming in the distant past where the now, yesterday and tomorrow are decontextualized value, where the verb tenses have no meaning.
Go back, back to the days in which the notion of time was not even a concept, why the word concept was not part of their vocabulary. Just
subjunctive entangled in the web of things that might be possible, desirable, or doubtful and dragged by a past perfect tense is aware that he would have liked to stop the second they sat with his head in his hands was hundreds or even thousands of turns of the spoon to a plate of cold soup, which seemed to be there since before it existed under the patient gaze of his mother looked silently pursuing the noodles using the search reflex that was projected on the glass of the window shows the scene of which they formed part. At the time I could not stop thinking about the groove leaving a plane in the sky would last infinitely.
Moni-Capitula