tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75011006058480588502024-02-20T10:37:43.038-08:00The NarrativeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-61195487286096034542016-04-27T21:10:00.001-07:002016-04-27T21:10:23.707-07:00Fear like you<p>I have always believed, that there is a part inside of me that is trapped inside a cube, a little one, may be everyone have one like it. may be one day will come when I can meet the person that can break that cube and accepts everything that I've been hiding, and if it doesn't, then I will just have that part of me trapped until I can go to a safer place. </p><p>Changin subject today was stressing and I would really like to know if I'm emotional because of my period coming soon or because of everything that's been happening lately. I don't really know what to choose to make feel better. I can read, draw or listening to music, but any of that won't ease me. May be I just need to go out, though I can't even do that.<br></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2qQIfy6N53yASCOkjU3-pfcRGHC2EH62-NwTFS_Rex4zrJx6ldMvCXbo-aa5eIFEp-HPuNte-a0t9hIHwbr4dFdsRgBs4tR8HaiWfS-q-yDCYhj7t3vItTJSbARl_86ib_2o_yI2Gis/"></div><p>Laugh a little.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-62726680048945406412016-04-24T10:02:00.001-07:002016-04-24T10:02:36.888-07:00New Beggining<p>Now now, it's been a while, since last year. <br>But I've been becoming stronger, besides in this world there're a lot of things to be sad about, to be wasting my time growing grudges for people that doesn't even deserve my attention. <br>There's not much to say, things are the same, the music keeps helping me and I think I'm no longer that weak. Seriously I've been keeping my distance from people who didn't do me any good, or the good that they were doing wasn't real or neccesary but instead it was superficial. if you want this world to get better you don't go posting every single problem of your life on Facebook or Twitter, you talk and listen, and show those people you are making everything you can to grow better.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHL1EiCCQaykAT5gB3kQhVPi5ADEfACBQk1K22xvWFVeUesS37GcTwujGPKD2A9Yh-8jfKGYQzuMbj2qa-lmAMlMV2nYwbPP5oNHq2vsV0CGRxd-U7QpxLfV7XTgbpvspfY3Ees6jI8o/"></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-39839224264391504872015-10-01T19:16:00.001-07:002015-10-01T19:19:30.154-07:00El Dios sin nombre.Ayer de milagro me dio por leer "Noragami" y me puse al corriente después de tanto tiempo. No es que perdiera el interés, sino que solo lo tenía en "espera". Al retomarlo realmente me di cuenta de que valió la pena, es hermoso, y me atrevería a decir que uno de mis favoritos. Me recordó mucho a «Code Breaker», resaltando que el final de este me decepciono un poco, por eso espero que el de Noragami no lo haga :cries:.<div><br></div><div>Confesaré que fue una noche de rotundo desvelo, de la cual me arrepentiría al día siguiente, puesto que debía levantarme temprano, pero realmente lo valió, fue de esos momentos en los que realmente disfrutas mucho algo. </div><div>Es de esas historias que te cuentan el lado magnifico de las debilidades humanas, combinada con poderes divinos y trabajos simples, que van desde limpiar un baño hasta asesinar a alguien por una paga mínima. Sin mencionar que el arte es de primera en cada página y cada detalle. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvTXMojsbCeXvhUlrnx9qYiwEMvTFpryLtzKz2zfVw7S5k42RmXnsHu5YK6zEcVq174rlOfvR1SzijGfuOsciB1rzHQ80hhMp1-LqVgcLwhzCFCgshnQHnmtYsLT3dD4KvvBTHTFukFQ/s640/blogger-image--2034100435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvTXMojsbCeXvhUlrnx9qYiwEMvTFpryLtzKz2zfVw7S5k42RmXnsHu5YK6zEcVq174rlOfvR1SzijGfuOsciB1rzHQ80hhMp1-LqVgcLwhzCFCgshnQHnmtYsLT3dD4KvvBTHTFukFQ/s640/blogger-image--2034100435.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-66673378508682281132014-08-06T21:32:00.001-07:002014-08-06T21:32:52.767-07:00Fear.If you fear to lose it, then it's important. But what if you were to lose two important things, which one will you choose? <div><br></div><div>Don't want to lose neither, but I know very well that you have to make sacrifices to keep or gain something in return, so you want to sacrifice yourself instead, but that won't work either, there are no more ways out. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Would you like to take another chance?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkMU2D6GvE1kmHGctZV5Yvb1RKK6iEI23B7dax-3XyBetaZrrLY5_AhKQIZx5Lpb_bek2poQz8ughgMNeEgb6ct-50J-M9HUY_DW5WJGZOV46Vzts3Nv1URNrgABUqcHNG7Cxw6x5UI64/s640/blogger-image-193273085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkMU2D6GvE1kmHGctZV5Yvb1RKK6iEI23B7dax-3XyBetaZrrLY5_AhKQIZx5Lpb_bek2poQz8ughgMNeEgb6ct-50J-M9HUY_DW5WJGZOV46Vzts3Nv1URNrgABUqcHNG7Cxw6x5UI64/s640/blogger-image-193273085.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-2218774431479475492014-08-01T14:20:00.001-07:002014-08-01T14:20:25.929-07:00IsI'm getting sick, again, is not my body but my soul. I know the answer, we all know, but we prefer the pleasure of the struggle. Let's pretend it never happened and just move forward, but we don't always get the same result trying to do that. <div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-75660517755551246022014-06-10T21:48:00.001-07:002014-06-10T21:54:20.786-07:00Aloof<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">How free are we? How free are you?. Do you think you are free because you get to go out almost every day to fancy places?, or because you get to buy that expensive cellphone or eat expensive food. I think that I'm no slave of course, God has given me the beautiful gift of living without serving for it. But I'm sure that's not freedom. I have never been able to enjoy a sunset or a sunrise, to see a starry sky at night or been able to run behind a flock of birds in an open field, or swim to the dephts of the ocean, or feel the breeze over the top of a mountain.</span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">I may be free in my thoughts, and some form of verbal expression, but I'm definetly not free of going out to enjoy the world, the nature, and the people who I'm yet to know. </span></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-345mY8qh-OMbnJQxjkysovoebJgkaHwsU8XGPHRAPO4MwUdGGaScVty6sgTDqGxAIoVpsTJTV4qyQEb-txxr2yxNAyAOhCdGH2FveREeWFAyPpX2k_qsX35axQLLoYd9lujA83lQW_M/s640/blogger-image--730952464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-345mY8qh-OMbnJQxjkysovoebJgkaHwsU8XGPHRAPO4MwUdGGaScVty6sgTDqGxAIoVpsTJTV4qyQEb-txxr2yxNAyAOhCdGH2FveREeWFAyPpX2k_qsX35axQLLoYd9lujA83lQW_M/s640/blogger-image--730952464.jpg"></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-71470140089980794642014-05-18T18:05:00.000-07:002014-05-18T18:05:21.484-07:00The Weight Of My Words<div style="text-align: justify;">
Here I'm again with my stupid thoughts, and is not even the middle of the night, I don't know how to deal with them, I just have to ignore them and wait until they vanish.<br /><br /><br />But I don't... want to lose the thought of you.<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-14386062721715717892014-05-04T22:48:00.001-07:002014-05-04T22:48:29.385-07:00SkywritingNothing comes easy as a dreamer, maybe I'm just passing through a dream.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-54763360508483667322014-02-02T22:32:00.001-08:002014-02-02T22:32:36.694-08:00KindnessAmabilidad, una de mis palabras favoritas, aunque no sé desde donde una persona comienza a ser amable y cuando deja de serlo realmente, muchas cosas se pueden confundir. Y de nuevo me encuentro a mi misma buscando salidas para mi vida, esa vida que aún intento controlar y permanecer lo más amable posible, lo más humilde, lo más libre y lo más puro, dentro de mi no sólo cambia mi cuerpo, mis células, mi organismo, posiblemente en este momento esté desarrollando cáncer o simplemente genere hemoglobina nueva o este fagocitando la vieja, pero mientras sucede todo eso, mi cerebro piensa, me ayuda a descifrar respuestas para los enigmas y los problemas que se me presentan cada día, pero la que realmente me mantiene viva, la que me recuerda porque respiro y porque late mi corazón a 70 latidos por minuto en promedio, es mi alma. Cada vez que alguna palabra me hiere, cada vez que mi vida parece no tener una mejor opción, mi alma me responde con mis sentimientos, con mis sentidos, me ayuda a poder mantener la fuerza para seguir. Nada de debilidades, ya no eres una niña, a tus 21 años eres muy afortunada, al tener una casa, una familia, comida, ropa, una educación, y vaya que lo soy, soy realmente bendecida, trato de dar gracias por eso todos los días. Pero a veces siento que no es suficiente, que aún me falta trabajar, y que me atengo a mucho, que lo difícil me puede derrumbar, que alguien pueda dañar a mi familia, que mi familia se dañé a sí misma y se separé. Siempre habrá todo eso, eso es lo que me recuerda que no puedo seguir esperando entradas y salidas fáciles, mucho menos esperar que algún día todo mágicamente se vuelva felicidad, pero aún así lo deseo, deseo la felicidad, para mi familia, para el mundo y luego para mi. Y no dejaré de esperarla, nunca me cansare de esperarla, porque sólo así sabré que tengo algo por lo que vivir. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY507dmNdlxkcJWRiX6MJ2ZuIfQZsHtGsdsaEdOU_a4IvsRAghhzAV2kd149BfxdX5qvwVz0wcFo0XYimQcYoaOtxTw9QG2ZJoJj9uq6_-dACn2oXcOONWzlXpxFd3fmzbhlCESvI-RgY/s640/blogger-image-475937766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY507dmNdlxkcJWRiX6MJ2ZuIfQZsHtGsdsaEdOU_a4IvsRAghhzAV2kd149BfxdX5qvwVz0wcFo0XYimQcYoaOtxTw9QG2ZJoJj9uq6_-dACn2oXcOONWzlXpxFd3fmzbhlCESvI-RgY/s640/blogger-image-475937766.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-34845224444474024392014-01-18T21:28:00.001-08:002014-01-18T21:28:18.902-08:00Beyond Me<br />
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I DESPISE MYSELF, so frikin' much. </div>
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Despite everything that's in my power I can't yet control my emotions, which really irritates me. But no way I'm still happy so I gotta keep on living no matter the circumstances. But still today was a big shock from my emotions and to see how selfish I can be, I never knew myself, I hate that part of me. But there are people who are just amazing, they just put me at ease with just saying "Hi" or smiling or hugging me, that's why I can't let go of that, I will never let go of that. </div>
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That's my paradise.</div>
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Alexa hizo un coloreado hoy, en realidad lo empece ayer en la noche pero lo acabe hoy. Me arriesgue a destrozar a Nanashi de <i>Sword Of The Stranger</i>, esa película es cruel y hermosa a la vez, nunca había visto una relación humano-perro tan condenadamente adorable desde Nello y Patrasche de <i>A Dog Of Flanders</i>, pero Kotarou y Tobimaru rompían mi corazón como su fuera papel de baño. Así que debo decir que le doy un 9, la película es re buena, tiene samurais por Dios son mi punto débil, el OST no se escuchaba mal tampoco, me emocionaba más en cada pelea. </div>
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Por otro lado ayer me enteró también que Joseph Gordon Levitt doblara al protagonista de <i>The Wind Rises</i> para la película en inglés, como sino amara ya lo suficiente esa película. </div>
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Apenas es mi primera semana de vacaciones y ya tengo todos estos feelings.</div>
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Aquí mi coloreado chafon de Nanashi: (es una abominación pero tomen en cuenta que no tengo tableta ni soy pro, y lo hice con mi humilde touchmouse de la laptop, gracias).</div>
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And so again the things make sense but at the same time they not. I just keep trying to make my efforts not being in vain, not let myself lose hope and never surrender, even a little, if is just a little the amount of happy moments I get in one day, I'm grateful for them, and I can't complain all the way. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-66071218837552510442013-12-07T15:47:00.001-08:002013-12-07T15:50:38.665-08:00DaysWell it's been quite sometime since I last write an entry, because of exams and stuff, I still have 2 more weeks of exams and pure pain, but everything seems going really good and I'm truly grateful for that.<br />
I just added new songs to my player bar at the upper side, if possible listen to <i><b>Luv Sic part 2 Acoustica</b></i>, is a remake by Haruka Nakamura of the original by Nujabes (R.I.P). Well the whole CD (<i>Melodica</i>) is just beautiful and yep I fell in love with it.<br />
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Every morn' I awake from a cavernous night,</div>
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Sometimes still pondering the previous plight,</div>
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Seems life done changed long time no speak,</div>
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Nowadays I often forget the day of the week</div>
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Taking it by stride if you know what I mean,</div>
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No harm done, no offense taken by me</div>
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So let's rap, we'll catch up to par, what's the haps?</div>
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Perhaps we're even closer now after all things considered on this side of the planet,</div>
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Couldn't pick a better time even if we planned it!</div>
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To come clean and candid if I have to</div>
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Oh what I wouldn't trade for your laughter</div>
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Sweet and sour spice in my poetry pot melting,</div>
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Even better than the real thing!</div>
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It's like the God in me saw the Devil in you</div>
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I wanted to break myself in the worst way when I met you</div>
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Who would have thought, conversate by the river, celebrate birth,</div>
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Sit and delivered the lines that would prove to be the seeds of trust</div>
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Unsigned, yeah but destined to grow with sunshine</div>
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Self-assigned task piled on the desk of good works,</div>
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Knowing hardship appreciate the best of both worlds!</div>
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Never same, everything but the name, all fresh just like back then, how we do everyday</div>
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C'est la vie, as they say L.O.V.E eloquently, see dream has a part two</div>
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Never same, you got to keep it tight, all fresh just like back then, now hear me out...</div>
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Once together, now where do we go, dear divine</div>
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I pray that you keep watching over us,</div>
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From the heavens where light is the nucleus</div>
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To this space filled with darkness and negative matter</div>
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Anti-gravity pull is what I would rather feel when I leave this shell eventually</div>
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Ties to the mother earth ground me mentally,</div>
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Real vibes will keep me alive spiritually</div>
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Imagination brings bliss at no cost, when I blink blink I receive at no loss</div>
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Victory comes in small packages like a leaf of an olive tree brought back by a dove</div>
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From above, then I'm gonna rhyme love,</div>
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Well you saw that one coming ever since the beginning of the end</div>
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Well anyways, I am not a perfect being, yes I am a man full of sin</div>
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It's like the Devil in me saw the God in you,</div>
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You epitomize the etymology of enthusiasm!</div>
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Look it, up there lies the clouds that form the rain</div>
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That came from the ocean that flowed from the river</div>
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I'm a believer, firm with the first words, lyrical transceiver of our ancient roots</div>
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(Science + Arts) * Faith / # of our Ethnic Race!</div>
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Let me mention what I've been thinking</div>
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How to save the children, when the ship is sinking</div>
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So I'm singing, no lip syncing to slogans,</div>
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Political hooligans with tanks, missiles and guns!</div>
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Everything is relative when it's all in the family of man,</div>
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Understand the time has finally come to realize the great power of 1,</div>
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All formulas equalize under the Sun, Amen!</div>
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The rhymes will heal 'cause I believe in music,</div>
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In times of need I won't be leaving you sick</div>
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The beat plus the melody's the recipe,</div>
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Your vibe surely brings out the best in me!</div>
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The rhymes will heal 'cause I believe in music,</div>
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In times of need I won't be leaving you sick</div>
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The beat plus the melody's the recipe,</div>
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All good souls lost may they rest in peace!</div>
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Hiphop worldwide we got to live in peace, like that!</div>
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Never expected that I will still think about him, can you tell me why am I being so childish?. There's no cure, just time to forget, time to realize the fact that I still got a lot to live. </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-78323784789567428632013-10-15T16:05:00.000-07:002013-10-15T16:05:46.834-07:00The bird can't fly.<div style="text-align: justify;">
The human will have to live with the idea of never fly the skies like a bird, he will live watching how the birds have the miracle and grace to swim in the air. Is that an equivalent exchange? we are able to walk on the pavement, and we feel like we are born for this, but they are born to fly, and they fly. We are born to love, but we don't always love, what we should love, the way we should. I prefer to live like a being that can always see the beautiful in each person and each living being. Prepare your heart and soul each day, fill them up with gracious thoughts, be thankful for another day with your loved ones.</div>
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Well there goes my immature self again, pushing people away, I think there are moments like this for everyone, when they're so numb they don't even know what they should feel anymore, you want to understand others so well that you want to cry, but you also feel like you can't let your guard down, 'cause then something bad may happen. I think I listen and listen to my mom complaining about how bad things go with my brothers and my father, and then is just like, I have all the responsability to no act like they do and I'm not going to, I'm not a fool. But at the same time, I commit my faults, and then I regret what I did, what I thought, what I said, and everythings goes blank in my mind, so I try to escape from this part that ties me to a heavy weight and reminds me how little I'm and how small is my strenght. "Forget" I said to myself, you can do better, you can succeed, don't surrender, you got a lot of heart. I just wish that someone would give me the strenght that I'm trying to give everyday, but I know I already have the light in me, but is so hard to bring it out and let it spark. </div>
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Al fin me bajé el soundtrack de <i>"The Wind Rises" , </i>lo escuchare sin parar obviamente. Me vi "<i>Full Metal Alechemist Conqueror of Shambala"</i>, solo puedo decir que no lloré externamente pero si internamente, Edward y Alphonse me hacen SUFRIR!, creo que gritaba como una fangirl cada vez que Edward aparecía, lo cual fue durante casi toda la película JA!, luego los batos hicieron algo que no me esperaba y me traumé. Pensé que me iban a matar a Hughes por SEGUNDA VEZ y lloraría de nuevo. Realmente no me esperaba tanta relación de la película con los Nazis pero realmente mostró de una manera superficial pero detallada como es que querían llegar a una guerra por el simple motivo de querer mantener un poder superior y por el miedo de tener que aceptar los cambios positivos y llegar a perder este poder, claro que se denota claramente la injusticia y la ambiciosa búsqueda y cooperación de la ciencia con el partido Nazi que se creía era el más poderoso. Entre sacrificios y equivalencia de intercambio también se encontraba la lucha de Alphonse por encontrar a Edward y viceversa, eso fue realmente hermoso, que ambos nunca perdieron ese lazo familiar pese a la muerte de su Madre y Padre. La música no se quedó atrás, el opnening de L'Arc~en~Ciel bello bello bello, el ending aún más bello. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-4538512589754645232013-09-24T23:47:00.000-07:002013-09-24T23:47:10.065-07:00Swan SongNo sé si deba parecerme raro que la manera en que me deprimo es durmiéndome excesivamente tarde aunque no sea estudiando (lo cual me da sueño y lo odio). Pero solo me faltan dos exámenes o tres, ya da igual, en dos de ellos se puede decir que realmente no sé que estudiar y no tengo la menor idea de que podrá venir, pero el viernes es mi salvación, se estrena <i>Dragon Ball La Batalla De Los Dioses</i> e iré a darle mi poder a Gokú, y todo valdrá la pena.<br />
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People keep telling me hat I should drop out of medicine and start an Artist life or something, well true that I love to draw, if I could live of draw I would be happy, but I also love medicine, it has shown me so much that I didn't know about myself, I specially love the anamoty of the body, oh god it's so nice. </div>
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It is incredibly brutal the way my mind turns when it hears all my thoughts, and how they remind me the way I don't want to be. And so I wonder, How can I perceive the world? 'cause I don't get most of the things since morning until night.</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-57998329262787408672013-07-05T17:01:00.001-07:002013-07-07T16:46:50.422-07:00Sincerely.<div style="text-align: justify;">
A veces pienso que no tengo mucho que hacer pero en realidad es que solo estoy dejando de lado las cosas importantes. Algo que he tenido últimamente en mi mente es mi futuro y que se supone que haga con el, creo que solo es un síndrome que viene con mi escasa juventud y las vacaciones. No me alcanzan los días para poder encontrar una respuesta, una salida, pero al mismo tiempo me parecen eternos, y solo quiero que acaben y poder llegar al siguiente día, cuando antes quería que los días duraran el doble. Creo que ese vacío aun se encuentra en mi, en cada silencio, en cada suspiro y en cada pensamiento. Se que como persona que no ha podido obtener algo por ella misma no tengo derecho a rezarle a Dios y pedirle sobre mi, no quiero ser egoísta, pero al mismo tiempo lo soy. </div>
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Si no puedo encontrar una respuesta, creo que la buscare para siempre, pues lo que fui ayer, hoy se encuentra en mi queriendo salir y lograr todas esas cosas que no me atrevo a hacer.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-88819624197107390522013-06-12T17:18:00.000-07:002013-06-12T17:18:29.753-07:00I need something more.Me siento extraña, quisiera saber que es esto que siento pero sinceramente no puedo descifrarlo, hay tanto ruido a mi alrededor y aún así no puedo escuchar nada, siento que lo que tengo no lo tengo realmente seguro, pero realmente nunca tenemos nada seguro en este mundo. Cada pensamiento que viene a mi cabeza solo trae nostalgia, abundante y profunda, llena de cientos de emociones que aún no conozco. Y entonces la vida viene y te recuerda que hay milles de cosas por las cuales luchar, por las cuales vivir...<br />
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Pero cada día es más largo que el anterior y todo lo que creías conocer cambia a cada segundo, y no sabes con seguridad cuando podrás dejar de ser tú o cuando podrás empezar a ser tú.<br />
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Y entonces no llegare a conocer todo lo que se supone que deba conocer, pero no es un gran problema, las cosas que he vivido me mantienen como soy y las cosas que me faltan por vivir mantendrán a mi yo de ese entonces. Solo debo recordar que todo requiere fe, y que los momentos que me den paz son los que debo atesorar toda mi vida.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10490470442404765184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501100605848058850.post-78585286674215263312013-05-16T18:21:00.004-07:002013-05-16T18:28:58.091-07:00Is this song to you?<div style="text-align: justify;">
Probablemente este feliz, así puede estar mi estado emocional, pero mi estado mental sin duda alguna esta agotado y algo estresado, respecto a las circunstancias de mi vida que aún no tienen una solución definitiva.</div>
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Bien aparte de eso, Photoshop y yo volvimos a entablar una relación y esto fue lo que surgió de todo ese amor:</div>
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