jueves, 27 de noviembre de 2008

The Buffoon

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"She got off the boat. A Vision. She was wearing a brown hat with a violet ribbon and her eyes sparkled under its shadow. I noticed, because of her walk, that her shoes were flat, something extremely unusual in the city. "A country girl, daughter of a land owner" I thought. A country girl, and what a girl indeed. The wind carried the music of her voice and her laughter seemed to infect everyone around her like a plague. Her southern accent was evident, and one could almost smell the sweet smeel of the cotton plants when she walked by.It was then, when we crossed paths, when her perfume hit me directly in the face and our eyes met."

"And? What happened next?" asked Kirby, wiping the tomatoe sauce stain from his shirt."Nothin´"I replied, "I think she noticed me just for a second, I could swear she looked right at me, but she kept on walking and I just couldn´t shake her off my mind, I had to tell somebody about her"."And I was the lucky winner" said Kirby with a smirk on his face."Well, I know that you´re not the simpathetic soul I needed to unload this burden on but I thought that you would at least enjoy the idea of the girl, was I mistaken?" I asked.
"Oh, no, you know a pretty face and a short skirt is all I need to get out of bed in the morning. Don´t get me wrong, I enjoy the company of the weaker sex as much as the next fella; I just don´t make a federal case of it, that´s it".

That was the essence of Kirby. A working class, catholic fella. The only worries in his life were women, food and the next paycheck. But that, right there was the biggest difference between us. Kirby put food, sex and money in the same pile as equaly important parts of life. His lovers, which used to cook, sleep with him whenever he commanded, and pay for his liquor and rent, were his definiton of happiness. Not me. I needed more. I needed romance, intrigue, magic. I needed to surrender myself completely to the other person. I needed to suffer. I needed to cry. I needed to feel like my heart was about to burst.

I needed love.
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domingo, 23 de noviembre de 2008

Como algunos de ustedes saben mi buen amigo Nahuel Novo mejor conocido como Samuelguson es partícipe de un juego On-Line titulado: "Battle Knight". La cuestión es que se creó una Orden (o Clan) llamada: "[RubY] El infierno esta encantador." y continuación podrán ustedes leer el comunicado que el mísmo envía con el fin de reclutar jugadores. Realmente me gustó mucho.

Estimado caballero lo hemos estado observando y decididamente usted es digno de respeto, notamos, tiene mucho potencial. Por medio de este comunicado le ofrecemos participar de una de las ordenes más ambiciosas del juego que se propone, no solo liderar, sino dominar, destruir, y cambiar la dinámica de este juego. Somos una orden distinta que rompera con los esquemas hasta ahora conocidos y te hemos elegido a tí para emprender este camino con nosotros. Si deseas hacerlo firmarás un pacto con el diablo, pero ten cuidado, este te dará privilegios, poderes, tácticas de guerra que desconocías, listado de vacas grandes, y respuestas a todas tus preguntas, pero como debes saber él no esta buscando congraciarse contigo asique se llevará tu alma a cambio, esto implica, compromiso, acatar ordenes, extrema actividad, y por supuesto progreso y diversión, es ahi cuando veras que ....

"El infierno esta encantador".

Si estas dispuesto a firmar este pacto esperamos tu solicitud y tu alma en, [RubY] El infierno esta encantador.

Salu2


martes, 18 de noviembre de 2008



Algo que escribí hace un tiempo largo, con pequeñas frasecitas tiradas por ahí, un remolino de ideas, no se.

También se ve parte de Sunday Bloody Sunday - I still haven´t found what I´m looking for - A day in the life en cursiva y azul.

Y un par de oraciones de Don´t Go Away de antes que escribiera la letra entera.

Una ensalada bah.



Fairy dust

And through your kind eyes
The world is a better place
Fairy dust is all around
And smiling faces flood the earth
How lucky every rose
How grateful every star
You´re the morning light, never ending sun

But I still haven´t found what I´m looking for
I can´t believe the news today
Oh I can´t close my eyes and make it go away


Find me a song where love´s not a game

And all sounds like shades of grey
When your laugh´s not around

But when I´m in your eyes

Clever people say life is short
But you and me know that’s not true
Life’s long and too long
Life’s true and too true


sábado, 1 de noviembre de 2008

Inolvidable


Una pantalla de humo los separaba a los dos
Sus largas piernas brillaban en la obscuridad
Solo eso, sus piernas
Sus piernas y sus ojos
Que inolvidablemente vivirán en mi

Se acercó bailando
Tomó mi mano
La puso en su cadera
Es mentira que hoy pueda olvidarse con un nuevo amor

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