lunes

YLT

Mary calls from far away sure there is another Walks the floor cause she can't settle down Waiting for the phone to ring Stuck inside the bedroom Drinks too much to make the room spin round When she sits down No one knows the world is upside-down Watches how it spins around No one knows the world is upside-down Knowing if she'll just admit one revealing detail She can't hide her state of mind behind She sits down No one knows the world is upside-down Watches how it spins around No one knows the world is upside-down Everybody wants to be the lucky guy They're just uncertain how to please her Everybody stops to see the setting sun They're not just looking for the time Caring not what people say at other people's parties Mary finds someone and settles down She sits down No one knows the world is upside-down Watches how it spins around No one knows the world is upside-down

martes

Juventud… ésta; ahora. Donde reboto el pie en el bondi como tocando batería. Escuchar música en los viajes. Mirar el camino tranquilo… creando y soñando. Donde puedo salir rápido en la bici. Subir y bajar escaleras corriendo, de a dos escalones, en puntas de pie. Quedarme al sol o bajo la lluvia.

lunes

de RadioHead

domingo

House of cards

I don't want to be your friend I just want to be your lover No matter how it ends No matter how it starts Forget about your house of cards And I'll deal mine Forget about your house of cards And I'll deal mine Fall off the table, And get swept under Denial, denial The infrastructure will collapse Carpet spikes Throw your keys in the bowl Cause your house burned tonight Forget about your house of cards And I'll deal mine Forget about your house of cards And I'll deal mine Fall off the table, And get swept under Denial, denial Denial, denial Your ears should be burning Denial, denial Your ears should be burning Denial, denial

all i need (radiohead)

sábado

“Tratar de ser honesto con uno mismo es el mejor consejo desde el punto de vista de la salud mental. Si vivimos contrariando nuestro sentir nos vamos a enfermar. La mejor recomendación es defender los sueños y defender aquello que uno siente que vale la pena, no es sólo cuestión moral, es una cuestión de salud “(...) “en la medida en que todo cambia muy rápidamente, de lo único que uno puede agarrarse es de aquellas cosas que son inherentes a uno mismo, sus motivaciones más profundas, las cosas por las que le gustaría trabajar aunque no le pagaran”

Juan Hebert Elizalde

miércoles

Arcade Fire "Antichrist television blues"

I don't wanna work in a building downtown, no I don't wanna work in a building downtown I don't know what I'm gonna do, 'cause the planes keep crashing, always two by two. I don't wanna work in a building downtown, No I don't wanna see when the planes hit the ground. I don't wanna work in a building downtown, I don't wanna work in a building downtown, Parking their cars in the underground, Their voices when they scream, they make no sound. I wanna see the cities rust and the trouble makers riding on the back of the bus Dear God, I'm a good Christian man, In your glory, I know you understand, That you gotta work hard and you gotta get paid, My girl's 13 but she don't act her age. She can sing like a bird in a cage, Oh Lord, if you could see her when she's up on that stage! You know that I'm a God fearing man, You know that I'm a God fearing man, But I just gotta know if its part of your plan To seat my daughters there by your right hand I know that you'll do what is right, Lord. For they are the lanterns, and you are the light. Now I'm overcome, By the light of day. My lips are near but my heart is far away. Tell me what to say, I'll be your mouthpiece! Into the light of a bridge that burns As I drive from the city with the money that I earned. Into the black of a starless sky, I'm staring into nothing and I'm asking you why: Lord, will you make her a star? So the world can see who you really are. Little girl, you're old enough to understand, That you'll always be a stranger in a strange, strange land. The men are gonna come while you're fast asleep, so you better just stay close and hold on to me. If my little mocking bird don't sing, Then daddy won't buy her no diamond ring. Dear God, would you send me a child? Oh God, would you send me a child? 'Cause I wanna put it up on the TV screen, so the world can see what your true word means. Lord would you just send me a sign? 'Cause I just gotta know if I'm wasting my time! Now I'm overcome, By the light of day. My lips are near but my heart is far away. Now the war is won, Howcome nothing tastes good? You're such a sensitive child! Oh, you're such a sensitive child! I know you're tired but it's alright, I just need you to sing for me tonight. You're gonna have your day in the sun; You know God loves the sensitive ones. Oh! My little bird in a cage! Oh! My little bird in a cage! I need you to get up for me, up on that stage, and show the men that you're old for your age. Now ain't the time for fear, But if you don't take it, it'll disappear. Oh! My little mockingbird sing! Oh! My little mockingbird sing! I need you to get up on that stage for me, honey, And show the men it's not about the money. Wanna hold a mirror up to the world So that they can see themselves inside my little girl. Do you know where I was at your age? Any idea where I was at your age? I was working downtown for the minimum wage. And I'm not gonna let you just throw it all away. I'm through being cute, I'm through being nice, Oh tell me, Lord, am I the Antichrist?!

sábado

MARTIN SELIGMAN
El libre albedrío no es sólo una sensación mental de elección sin límites. No es únicamente un término coloquial en el discurso ordinario. El libre albedrío es un hecho de la naturaleza con base científica, una realidad psicológica y una realidad biológica. En mi opinión, el libre albedrío apareció en la evolución porque ofrece a todas las especies inteligentes una enorme ventaja en la lucha por la supervivencia y el éxito reproductivo. Los humanos pertenecen a una especie en la que cada uno de sus miembros compite con otros para emparejarse. Además, a lo largo de la evolución los sujetos de la especie luchan por la vida misma atacando o defendiéndose de otros depredadores inteligentes. El mundo animal está repleto de fanfarronadas y de expresiones gestuales vacías, y se caracteriza por desarrollar estrategias que permitan que el comportamiento propio sea impredecible. La dirección hacia la que se lanzará una ardilla cuando un halcón baje en picado sobre ella resulta ser estadísticamente impredecible; si fuera predecible, ya no quedarían ardillas. La aleatoriedad y las fanfarronadas no son lo únicos mecanismos por los que la evolución garantiza que unos depredadores no puedan predecir el comportamiento de otros. Si mi conducta fuera totalmente predecible para otro ser humano que compitiera por la misma pareja, esa persona siempre iría un paso por delante de mí y me vencería con facilidad. Si un depredador inteligente u otro ser humano que deseara robar mis recursos predijeran por completo mi comportamiento, me encontraría abocado a las fauces de la muerte. Por este motivo es esencial que gran parte de nuestras acciones sean impredecibles para los depredadores, para los miembros de nuestra misma especie e incluso para nosotros mismos, puesto que si supiéramos con total precisión cual sería nuestro comportamiento, la evolución seleccionaría también formas que lo hicieran perceptible para nuestros competidores.

viernes

Se acaba el CD, se atomiza y se revaloriza compartiéndo… Las ondas se escuchan ‘bitizadas’, en un todo espacial sin físico aparente, pero donde hay ánimo, vida, y ser.
Entra el yuyo. Se toma todo. Se sintetiza y viaja, a intervenir y facilitar.
Otra vez se mueven las cosas… cambia el color, el brillo, la textura. Cambia el orden y el criterio. Se apaga por un lado y enciende por otro. Sobre lo mismo, se decide y se desiste.

martes

Tiempo

El tiempo, que no tiene ningún otro límite que el que le intenta poner cada uno de nosotros, es un mar sin fin que nos rodea. Es un presente continuo y sin marejadas. Y nos atrapa a tal punto que no tiene variantes en ninguna dimensión más que en la ilusión regulada por las mentes y cuerpos. Al tiempo lo respiramos y lo evitamos. Lo disfrutamos y lo perdemos. Estamos sincronizados en una danza despareja de a dos. Y nos quedamos con nuestras sensaciones, nuestra creación; adentro. Nada de lo que viene de aquí, desde aquí mismo en sí, detrás de los ojos, está allá afuera; allí afuera. Donde el tiempo más se dobla; donde más se desdobla, es aquí. Y tiene más lugar en cierto sentido. En donde están más cerca el sentimiento y la voluntad. Allí el tiempo se encuentra, y a él (o ella) le encontramos un lugar. Enorme o pequeño para nosotros, al tiempo siempre lo hacemos entrar. Sin detenerlo ni entenderlo. Sin creerlo vivo en realidad,

lunes

To The Unknown Man

la compu no muerde.... ABSORBE !!

Una voz firme cuando todo un mundo parece haberse marchado. Esa voz, nacida en un pasado que casi se quedó sin espacio ni dimensión. Sin importar cuántos años, está presente y entonada al máximo. Manda, opina y cuestiona aumentando su presencia física, que ya es bastante. Calla, cuando sólo queda perdido el sonido entre los pensamientos intrincados, en los recovecos de sus días. Son momentos lúcidos y activos, que no comienzan nunca a dar lugar a la senectud total, que espera su turno al costado de un largo pasillo, mientras pasan las pequeñas y empedradas cuestiones de la vida.

domingo

Mama, Won\'t You Keep Those Castles In The Air & Burning -CYHSY-

Invisible like all the reasons Dark and cold like all the seasons Things are not as you would have them I'm no man and you're no woman I guess I hope to see you sometime Though our paths will never intertwine again I hope you notice I'm no hare and you're no tortoise And I'm touched by the same sad feeling of dread Just to know that you can't wait to see me dead An idea in your head and a compass in your hand On a mission to a foreign land So now I'm out for political favors A salary that corresponds with labor Big house and a morning paper Good fences that make good neighbors I'm at the end This here my rope Another year to write and read the book I wrote Now dialing out For a good time To bathroom wall Toss it a dime Dead king dead swing Ali look out! We have new rules To do without You talk of Jesus Until I'm well red The man is Swimming Swimming Swimming in my head Why settle down? Why even try? Me tiger mouth Meet bloodless eye So drop dead stock What fallen tree? I leave New York For other cities Which let me play With gas and fire Took out an ad Best friend for hire Know that Mama told me Never to come But I came softly, slowly Banging me metal drum Like Berryman Bed-wet poet fears That better man drink taller beers Like scientist I lost my glove To bloody fists And harder drugs So split the night And we get young Like sacred cow Without a tongue who sang a song sing "time does not cut deep But cuts most absurdly....." so la da dum

The skin of my yellow country teeth -CYHSY-

Once - The dogs have quit their barking "Son," - my neighbor said to me. "Know the emptiness of talking blue the same old sheep." Run - I'll do no more this walking Haunted by a past I just can't see Anymore Anymore But let me tell you I have never planned To let go of the hand that has been Clinging by its thick country skin To my yellow country teeth Far - Far away from West Virginia I - Will try on New York City Explaining that the sky holds the Wind the sun rushes in and a child With a shotgun can shoot down Honeybees that sting BUT THIS BOY COULD USE A LITTLE STING! Who - Will get me to a party? Who - Do I have yet to meet? You - You look a bit like coffee And you taste a bit like me How - Can I keep me from moving? Now - I need a change of scenery Just listen to me I won't pretend to Understand the movement of the wind Or the waves out in the ocean or how Like the hours I change softly slowly Plainly blindly oh me oh my!

Heavy metal -Clap your hands say yeah-

Now all the secrets of old age They tell us we should really stop They implore us oh They should adore us oh It's been a year and now we find We're lost behind enemy lines They're gunning for us oh But they never even met us oh What happened to our heavy metal? What happened to our coat of arms? We find that we're stuck in the middle Picking up the pieces of our hearts And there will be no comfort For all that we have lost The actors seemed so happy But somehow ended all washed up What happened to our heavy metal? What happened to our coat of arms? We find that we're stuck in the middle Picking up the pieces of our hearts