primary - the cure

The further we go
And older we grow
The more we know ...
The less we show ...

if I ever lose my faith in you - sting

You could say I lost my faith in science and progress
You could say I lost my belief in the holy church
You could say I lost my sense of direction
You could say all of this and worse but

If I ever lose my faith in you
There'd be nothing left for me to do

Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world
You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV
You could say I'd lost my belief in our politicians
They all seemed like game show hosts to me

If I ever lose my faith in you
There'd be nothing left for me to do

I could be lost inside their lies without a trace
But every time I close my eyes I see your face

I never saw no miracle of science
That didn't go from a blessing to a curse
I never saw no military solution
That didn't always end up as something worse but
Let me say this first

If I ever lose my faith in you
There'd be nothing left for me to do

animalitos que me encantan

leon
leopardo
pinguino
ardilla voladora
gato
rana
buho
tigre
panda rojo
ardilla
suricato




si son bebes mejor.

esto es tan asi que no lo puedo creer

"Mientras hoy muchos berretas exaltan de manera ridícula los valores del diálogo, el consenso, la legitimidad, el parlamentarismo y todo lo que en el fondo nosotros sabemos que es puro verso, nos olvidamos la mitad de la respuesta: es verso, pero no porque sea verso, sino porque es el emisor el que se caga en esos valores y los exalta sólo cuando no le dan los números. Y si los números les dan mal durante mucho, pero mucho tiempo, dejan ese discurso y pasan al golpe de estado. Es así, lo sabemos todos. (...)"

fuente: blog - un dia peronista

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peor que se te muera un hijito, es ser un hijito chiquitito al que se le mueren los papas.
tendria que estar prohibido cosmicamente.

seres muy agradables

the book of my life - sting

Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I'm afraid to write

It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's all there to see as the section reveals
There's some sorrow in every life

If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze
Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days
I'm still forced to remember,
Remember the words of my life

There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life

There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat,
There's a page where we fail to meet

There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned
There's a chapter on god that I don't understand
There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life

Now the daylight's returning
And if one sentence is true
All these pages are burning
And all that's left is you

Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life

story of a girl (unended)

the story of a girl
a mother
without her son
walking
finding neverending edges
of feeling and thought

she's looking for something
she searchs in her pockets
and grabs the book

the adresses
of endless stories
not ready to be told

la diferencia entre ser de izquierda y ser de derecha segun Deleuze