Fools in Love.

Fools in love they think they're heros, cause they get to feel no pain.

Fools in love, are there any other kinds of lovers?

De la sociedad de los poetas muertos...

No dejes que termine el día, sin haber crecido un poco, sin haber sido feliz, sin haber aumentado tus sueños, no te dejes vencer por el desaliento.
No permitas que nadie te quite el derecho a expresarte, que es casi un deber.
No abandones las ansias de hacer de tu vida algo extraordinario. No dejes de creer que las palabras y las poesías si pueden cambiar el mundo. Pase lo que pase, nuestra esencia está intacta. Somos seres llenos de pasión. La vida es desierto y oasis. Nos derriba, nos lastima, nos enseña, nos convierte en protagonistas de nuestro propia historia. Aunque el viento sople en contra, la poderosa obra continúa: tú puedes aportar una estrofa.
No dejes nunca de soñar, porque solo en sueños puede ser libre el hombre. No caigas en el peor de los errores, el silencio. La mayoria vive en un silencio espantoso. No te resignes. Huye.
Y dice el poeta... "Emito mis alaridos por los techos de este mundo".
Valora la belleza de las cosas simples. Se puede hacer bella poesía sobre pequeñas cosas.
No traiciones tus creencias, porque no podemos remar en contra de nosotros mismos: eso transforma la vida en un infierno. Disfruta del pánico que te provoca tener la vida por delante. Vivela intensamente, sin mediocridad. Piensa que en ti está el futuro, y encara la tarea con orgullo y sin miedo.
Aprende de quienes puedan enseñarte. Las experiencias de quienes nos precedieron, de nuestros "poetas muertos", te ayudan a caminar por la vida. La sociedad de hoy somos nosotros: los "poetas vivos".
No permitas que la vida pase sin que la vivas.

La lucha es de igual a igual !

A veces cuando pienso que todo esta perdido voy hacia alguna de las formas de la muerte. 
Me pego un tiro con una palabra que alguna vez me fue tan transparente.
Voy hacia el fuego como la mariposa.


Y no hay rima que rime con vivir... 
No te pares, no te mates, solo es una forma mas de demorarse.

Se pierde pero se gana.
La lucha es de igual a igual contra uno mismo y eso es ganarla.



No se paren, no se maten, solo es una forma más de demorarse.

Vivo para no perder.

Corner of the Earth ~

I feel so much a part of this... 

Nature's got me high and it's beautiful! 

I'm with this deep eternal universe... from death until rebirth.

This corner of the earth is like me in many ways. I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play... ~ 
On the face of it I'm blessed.

When the sunlight comes for free I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me. 

Necesito ALTAS dosis de este tema hoy para no entrar en pánico total.

In my head

Here's Gwen Stefani... rocking out the stage.

I try to think about rainbows when it gets bad.

You got to think about something to keep from going mad. 

I try to think about big fat roses when the ship starts going down...

But my head is wicked jealous. Don't want to talk about it right now. 

Long distance, don't talk about ex-girlfriends... Don't talk about you without me. Don't talk about your past. 

In my head, It's only in my head. 

I really think I have a problem, I really can't control myself. 

Lets talk about the future, lets talk about the wedding.

Let's talk about how much you like me and all that.

8-bit world

Me encanta cuando alguien se pone las pilas y hace este tipo de cosas. Encima el tema realmente suena bien xDDDD. Love it. 

Pottermore

¿Qué es Pottermore?

Pottermore es una web gratuita que ofrece una emocionante experiencia online sobre los libros de Harry Potter.

Es la misma historia con unas cruciales adiciones, la más importante eres tú.

Abierto para todos en Octubre ! Ateeeentos :3

(Igual seguro ya publique de qué trata en cuanto pueda entrar *emoción*)

Un poco de historia argentina...

La construcción del obelisco y la ampliación de la calle Corrientes en imágenes, relatado por Daniel Balmaceda.

Twilight galaxy

Did I ask you for attention, when affection is what I need?
Thinking sorrow is perfection.
I'd wallow till you told me
There's no glitter in the gutter
There's no Twilight Galaxy. 


[ I've seen all the demons that you've got. If you're not alright, now c'mon baby. I'll pick you up and take you where you want. Anywhere you want. Anything you want. ]

Not today.

There is only one god, and his name is Death. 

And there is only one thing we say to Death: 

"Not today."

South of the Border

Excelente película que analiza el papel intervencionista del EEUU y recorre el renacer de Latinoamérica. Oliver Stone transita el despertar de la región y de sus líderes políticos. La influencia de Hugo Chavez, Néstor Kirchner, Rafael Correa, Evo Morales, Fernando Lugo y Lula Da Silva en el pensamiento político actual y en alejamiento de políticas neoliberales de endeudamiento y de ajuste. Los intentos de golpes de Estado digitados desde el norte son expuestos al igual que el rol de los medios de comunicación obedientes de los intereses foráneos y de las pequeñas oligarquías locales. La unión y el contagió del pensamiento independentista en la región es la clave para poder reescribir la historia en esta segunda independencia de los pueblos latinoamericanos.


Dirección: Oliver Stone
Estreno (Argentina): 3 Junio 2010
Título Original: South of the border
Género: Documental
Origen: Estados Unidos
Duración: 85 minutos
Clasificación: ATP

Dejo la primer parte, de 8, para que la puedan ver online por youtube!

Latinoamérica unida jamás será vencida.

We are all electroheads #

·M is for Milla·

9. Puscifer (Maynard James Keenan; Tool; A Perfect Circle) & Milla Jovovich - The Mission

Related to THIS

Duetos.

Estaba notando que me encanta los temas en que se dan colaboraciones entre artistas que por ahí ni te lo imaginás... O cuando en un dúo copado conocés a algún cantante nuevo (aunque ésto me pasó con menor frecuencia). 

Acto seguido a notar eso, me dieron ganas de postear acá los temas a dúo que más me gustan xD. 

1. New Order & Billy Corgan (The Smashing Pumpkins) - Turn My Way

2. PJ Harvey & Thom York (Radiohead) - This Mess We're In

3. Deftones & Maynard James Keenan (Tool, A Perfect Circle) - Passenger

4. Snow Patrol & Martha Wainwright - Set the Fire to the Third Bar

 

5. Placebo & Michael Stipe (R.E.M.) - Broken Promise

6. Soda Stereo & Andrea Echeverri (Aterciopelados) - En la Ciudad de la Furia

7. Apocalyptica feat. Ville Valo (HIM) & Laurie Ylönen (The Rasmus) - Bittersweet

8. Seether & Amy Lee (Evanescence) - Broken

Y... no sé, estoy segura de que me estoy olvidando de muchos otros geniales xD Así que.. o actualizo éste post proximamente, o tendrá segunda parte ♥.

Don't be so bluuuue ♥

I want to sing to you my love, my only love and happiness. Don't be so blue so blue my love. Take off your shoes take off my dress, I want to sing to you my love, my only love and happiness. Don't be so blue, so blue my love; this too shall pass this too shall pass.

But tell me, what have I done to deserve you? Must have done something cause that's how it works. Must have been kind to kittens and birds, in a previous life must have thought happy thoughts... 'cause there, you were there right beside me.

Love is a dangerous pastime, caught between madness and gladness of flight. Nothing is wrong and nothing is right; falling asleep in your arms every night. 

Paranoia

Mi nombre es Luciano Gauna. He sido un maldito cobarde toda mi vida.

Luciano Gauna es un payaso. Bueno, en realidad anima fiestas infantiles para ganar algo de dinero. Y está (vive) preocupado. Teme algún contagio. Y hace mucho que está escribiendo (o más bien no está escribiendo) un guión. Es alguien a punto de estallar, o a punto de no arrancar nunca. Y llega su amigo Manuel desde España. Manuel es un "ganador" global y Luciano es un compendio de imposibilidades (pero en algún momento se suelta, y baila solo en una escena impactante). Y aparece Sofía, la novia de Manuel. Con una narrativa briosa y un clasicismo que porta con orgullo marcas de géneros bien aprendidos, Gabriel Medina debuta nada menos que con una comedia. Una que tiene algo de romántica, algo de nocturna, algo de coming of age, algo de manifiesto contra el vacío y la desidia y algo de reflexión sobre ciertas ficciones argentinas. Y un protagonista inolvidable, ubicado y nombrado con precisión en un relato que le permite enfrentarse a la euforia de la música y la velocidad, y al vértigo de tomar decisiones.

Rollergirl

Come on, you say... Come p l a y .
Tonight I've been waiting; you may find the day. Promise you will stay...

You'll be safe; we won't sell ourselves today.

Come over me, come play. Tonight I've been waiting; it'll be a brand new day. 

Promise you will stay for a change. 

You'll be safe; we won't sell our hearts ♥ today

You might fall in love with someone else today... But I will always love you, anyway. 

You might fall in love with someone else today but I will always love you, anyway..

[ ♥  ~ 09 / 09 / 2010 ~ ♥ ]

How you all doing tonight? It's great to see all of you. I'm Charlie Bartlett. And if there's one thing I want you to walk away with tonight, it's that the sky is the limit. So, for those of you with troubles, for those of you feeling scared, or confused or angry...
Remember, you are not alone.

How you all doing tonight? My name is Charlie Bartlett. If there's one thing I want you guys to walk away with tonight, it's that you guys don't need me. I really mean it. You think I'm any less screwed up than you are? I get up every morning and I look in the mirror and I try and figure out just where I fit in...And I draw a complete blank. And you guys are looking to me to tell you what to do? You need to stop listening to me. And stop listening to people telling you who you should be. And stop listening to the people that are telling you you're not good enough to do the things that you want to do!

You guys have all the answers.



If you wanna sing out, sing out. If you wanna be free, be free. There's a million things to be, you know that there are. If you wanna live high, live high. If you wanna live low, live low. There's a million ways to go, you know that there are. If you wanna say yes, say yes. If you wanna say no, say no. There's a million ways to go, you know that there are.

Electrizandoelalma

Chew the pill that tastes like hell, but gives you strength.
Embrace the drug that makes you mad, cause still it turns you into something else.
Feel the need for love grows stronger!
Swap your mind for a mirror-search, and shake until the break of day.
One day you'll realize that you were wrong and you'll regret that all this happened .
Did it (all) happen? Some day you'll realize that you were wrong .
(You'll be) Left with paranoia, (as your only friend).

Your mind is full of enemies, the room is full of energies that want to take control.
They're all around you, and you're all alone.
Your mind is full of enemies, the room is full of energies haunting your soul.
They're all around you, and you're on your own.

Spuffy

INT. SMALL HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Buffy lies on the stranger's bed, atop the unmade sheets. The only light is moonlight coming in the window. Next to her is the shotgun.
KNOCK, KNOCK. Someone at the front door. Buffy doesn't react.
Another KNOCK. Then the SOUND of the door CREAKING open...
And FOOTSTEPS approaching. The footsteps stop.







A VOICE (O.S.)
There you are.
Slowly, Buffy turns and sees, in the doorway: Spike. She looks at him blankly. As he strides in, full of energy.







SPIKE
Do you realize I could just walk in
here, no invite needed? This town
really is theirs now, isn't it?
He and Buffy exchange a look:







SPIKE (cont'd)
I heard. I was over there. That
bitch.
Buffy shakes her head. But Spike continues.







SPIKE (cont'd)
She's all smiles and reformation when
you're on your feet; minute you're
down? She's all about the kicking,
isn't that right? Makes me want to--

BUFFY (tired)
It wasn't just Faith. It was all of
them and it's not like they were all
wrong. Now, please... leave.

Spike doesn't budge; he's excited by his news.







SPIKE
No, this'll change your tune. I came
here 'cause I got somethin' to tell
you: You're right. You've been
right since the beginning.
He looks at her triumphantly. Buffy looks back, blankly.







SPIKE (cont'd)
Caleb is protecting something from
you. And I think you were spot on
all the way; I think it's at the
vineyard.
He looks at her expectantly.







SPIKE (cont'd)
So?
(waiting for reaction)
You were right. Buffy.
Buffy shakes her head.







BUFFY
I don't feel very right. They blame
me for stuff, and honestly? I can't
say they're wrong.
Spike crouches down by the bed.







SPIKE
You're not foolin' me.

BUFFY
What do you even mean?

SPIKE
You're not a quitter.

BUFFY
(defeated)
Oh... watch me.

SPIKE
Buffy, no. You were their leader and
you still are. This isn't something
that you gave up; it's something that
they took.

BUFFY
And the difference is?

SPIKE
We can take it back.

INT. SMALL HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Buffy sits on the bed. Spike stands before her, incredulous.







SPIKE
"No"?

BUFFY
No.

SPIKE
You mean no as in, eventually?

BUFFY
You really have trouble with that
word, don't you?

SPIKE
I don't understand. I don't
understand you one bit.

BUFFY
I've actually been aware of that for
some time.

SPIKE
You can get them back.

BUFFY
Can, maybe. Should? I don't know
I'm so tired...

SPIKE
They need you!

BUFFY
(what she wants to
hear...)
Well, I --

SPIKE
It's bloody chaos over there without
you!

BUFFY
It is?

SPIKE
Yeah yeah, it's, uh --

BUFFY
How do you mean?

SPIKE
There's... junk, food cartons,
sleeping bags not rolled up...
everyone's very scared and uh,
unkempt...

BUFFY
Sounds dire.

SPIKE
Look, I didn't see a lot. I came,
hit Faith a bunch of times and left.

BUFFY
(slight perk)
Really?
(covering)
I mean, I'm not glad of that...

SPIKE
Say the word and she's a footnote in
history. I'll make it look like a
painful accident...

BUFFY
That's my problem. I say the word,
some girl dies. Every time.

SPIKE
There's always casualties in a war.

BUFFY
Casualties... it sounds so casual.
These are girls. That I got killed.

She looks at him.







BUFFY (cont'd)
I've been thinking a lot.

SPIKE
Okay, first mistake --

BUFFY
And I can't fault them for kicking me
out. I've been... I've just cut
myself off from them, all of them.
'Cause I knew I was gonna lose some
of them, and I didn't want to...

She stands, upset.







BUFFY (cont'd)
You know what? I'm still making
excuses. I've always cut myself off,
I've always... Being the slayer made
me different, but it's my fault I
stayed that way. People try to
connect to me but I just... I slip
away.
A beat.







BUFFY (cont'd)
You should know. SPIKE
I seem to recall a certain amount of
connecting.

BUFFY
Please, Spike. We never got close.
That's why you wanted me -- 'cause I
was unattainable.

Now he stands.







SPIKE
You think that's all it was?

BUFFY
I don't want to go over the --

SPIKE
No. Hold on here, I've hummed along
to your pity ditty, I think I should
have the mic for a bit.

She drops down onto the bed, looking wearily up at him.







BUFFY
Fine. The stage is yours. Cheer me up. SPIKE
You're insufferable.

BUFFY
Thank you. That helped.

SPIKE
I'm not trying to cheer you up!

BUFFY
Well what are you trying to say?

SPIKE
I don't know! I'll know when I'm
done saying it. Something pissed me
off and I just... Unattainable!
That's it!

BUFFY
Okay, I'm attainable. I'm an
attainathon. Can I sleep now?

SPIKE
(quietly)
You listen to me. I've been alive a
bit longer than you, and dead a lot
longer than that. I've seen things
you couldn't imagine, and done things
I'd prefer you didn't. I don't
exactly have a reputation for being
a thinker; I follow my blood, which
does not always rush in the direction
of my head. So I've made a lot of
mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody
calls.
(squatting before her)
A hundred plus years, only one thing
I've ever been sure of. You.
He moves to touch her face. Misinterpreting, she turns away, but he puts his hand to her cheek, urges her to...







SPIKE (cont'd)
Look at me. I'm not asking you for
anything. When I tell you that I
love you, it's not because I want
you, or 'cause I can't have you -- it
has nothing to do with me. I love
what you are, what you do, how you
try... I've seen your strength, and
your kindness, I've seen the best and
the worst of you and I understand
with perfect clarity exactly what you
are. You are a hell of a woman.
She is silently crying. He can only smile at her kindly, containing his own emotions.







SPIKE (cont'd)
You're the one, Buffy. BUFFY
(quietly)
I don't... I don't want to be the one.

SPIKE
I don't want to be this good-looking
and athletic. We all have crosses to
bear.

She smiles a little.







SPIKE (cont'd)
Now you get some rest.
He stands, heads out.







SPIKE (cont'd)
I'll check in before first light, you
can decide how you want --

BUFFY
Spike?

Her voice is very quiet. He turns.







BUFFY (cont'd)
Could you... stay here?
A beat.







SPIKE
Sure.
He peels off his coat as he moves to an armchair, starts throwing clothes off it.







SPIKE (cont'd)
That diabolical torture device the
Comfy Chair. Do me fine --

BUFFY
No. I mean... here.
(looking down)
Would you just... hold me?

They look at each other. No more words. After a moment he comes slowly to her and they lie together, wrapped in each others' arms, her head on his chest.



[Mi serie favorita LEJOS. Creo que nunca podría sentirme tan identificada con tantos sentimientos... Buffy es tan.. tan.. ♥. La adoro. Y Spike es tan lindo ( ** ). Ya estoy bajando las temporadas que me faltaban y voy a verlas de nuevo :3 La extraño demasiado ;__; ]