Appunto

Do you ever look around
turn your ear to the ground
show your face to the sky
on a night when the skies echoe sounds
from inside of your mind
on the stage that you shone
where the sun did become you
and move with your thoughts
through the sighs and the scenes
of the worlds you have seen
and the sights that have been
your reflection in shadows and dreams?
- your reflection in shadows and dreams
 
Did you ever see a man
who did walk down the street
white robe with no shoes on his feet
and on top of his head place a box with two slits
and the sign from his neck said
‘I do not exist’
or a woman who could not remember her name
did stutter and stutter
again and again
and saw you and called you her son
her eyes said
‘my being is gone
but still I’m not dead’?
 
Have you ever seen a sound
have you listened to an image
have you ever touched a thought
have you ever tasted nothing
have you ever told a lie
that was true more than truth
because truth it had lied
all its life when it spoke to you?
And what did it say
it is that it is this
this goes here here is there
it is not yes it is
it was dulling your senses
your eyes they were bound
have you ever my friends
been looking around?
 
And the other replies
with a wave of a hand
I am already here
in this promised land
but not by a god and not by a king
and not by a spirit
deep from within
I am here
because a miracle’s a whim
it’s a flash of glory
it’s an empty tin
and maybe might lets you in
not to save you
but to keep on looking-
  
Have you ever
been so happy that you’re sad?
that the lights turn to stars
and the stars become eyes
and hello’s are goodbye’s
and the laughs are the sigh’s
and the show disappears with the note
‘until next time’
 
Long live living
if living can be this
Long live living
if living can be this
Long live living
if living can be this
Long live living
if living can be this
 
Do you ever look around
turn your ear to the ground
show your face to the sky
on a night when the skies echoe sounds
from inside of your mind
on the stage that you shone
where the sun did become you
and move with your thoughts
through the sighs and the scenes
of the worlds you have seen
and the sights that have been
your reflection in shadows and dreams
Do you ever look around
and find what is yet to be found?
 
Cat Empire-Miserere

It's a sight to behold
When you've got some old words to mold
And you can make 'em your own

Still love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
I'm told

It's like golden corn
And I love its golden glow
It's the little head inside your little hole
And out spring some sparkling thoughts

Still love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
Love it would be much better

It's like finding hope
In an old folk song
That you've never ever heard
Still you know every word
And for sure you can sing along

But love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
Love it would be much better
I know, I know

Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing in the Hands

The Gaia hypothesis states that the atmosphere, hydrosphere, surface sediments, and life on Earth behave dynamically as a single integrated physiological system. What has been traditionally viewed as the passive environment is a highly active, integral part of the gaian system. Aspects of the surface temperature and chemistry are regulated by the sum of life, the biota. Formulated first by James E. Lovelock, in the late 1960s, the Gaia hypothesis has been in the scientific literature for more than 25 years. Because of its properties of exponential growth and propagation, life is a powerful geologic force. A useful aspect of the Gaia idea is that it requires integration of scientific disciplines for the study of Earth. The recently touted Earth system science is broadly parallel with the gaian concept of the physiochemical regulation of Earth's surface. We discuss here, in a gaian context, the colonization of Mars by Earth organisms. Although colonizing Mars may be impossible, its accomplishment would be exactly equivalent to "the reproduction of Gaia by budding."

Margulis L, West O. 1993

Perché poi la corda si spezza e nel momento in cui i fili cedono ti senti all’improvviso piú leggero. Come quando fuori piove e senti il profumo della pioggia. Come un bimbo che vede il mare per la prima volta nella sua vita e si chiede dove finisce l’acqua..o dove va la musica quando uno strumento ha smesso di suonare. O cosí sembra. Salutami il cielo che vedi lassú, mentre cerchi di raggiungere la tua meta, quando il tuo piede avrá accertato l’appoggio e salirai ancora piú sú. Si lo so che non cadi. Qualche giorno fa, il tuo odore ha bussato alla porta delle narici del mio naso. Lo giuro. Era il tuo. Inconfondibile. Non saprei come descriverlo. Gli odori si insinuano dentro te e si fermano li per sempre fino a che quasi per magia, ritornano repentinamente e senza alcun preavviso, a inebriarti della loro essenza. E tanti ricordi fanno capolino. Come quell’abbraccio. Grazie, ancora una volta. Infinitamente grazie. Relativismo esistenziale. Empatia. Linee rette che si tramutano in figure geometriche ancora da scoprire e ti ritrovi a camminare in modo obliquo sulla pista d’atterraggio che non c’é. Quanti angoli da scoprire. Quante immagini da scolpire. Quanti frammenti da ricomporre. Quanta vita negli occhi. Brinderó stasera, alle strade che si incrociano. E a quelle che portano lontano...

"Hay una sola

aspirina del alma

y es el amor"

Mario Benedetti

 UnA MeTeOrA dI BeLLeZza

With a smell of leaves here’s her voice yelling

"Can you wait?" from the other room.

Dancing on the electric wires my eyes have brushed the skyline.

It’s half past nine and time to leave.

I can’t remember summer days.

But I’m not scared. I guess I was always sleeping while she was padding lies on my shirts.

I close my eyes and I see white windmills. I swear I’m sober.

It’s half past nine and time to leave, when was the last time we went out?

How did she feel?

I guess I was always sleeping.

A door slams and it seems I’ve been through this before.

Sever-UVMMS

PRegUNtaS y AfIRmAcIOnEs SiN sEnTidO

Tres años no son tantos como para adquirir una nacionalidad española pero si son suficientes para darse cuenta de pequeños y simpáticos detalles de este país.

En cafetería:

Hola, un café, por favor; cortito y en taza pequeña. Muy cortito por favor.

(Sabes perfectamente que es imposible que delante de tus ojos aparezca un café como tú lo desearías, vale, pero no es difícil…en TAZA PEQUEÑA y CORTITO. Es difícil? No me parece...)

Llegaran con un vaso PEQUEÑO de cristal y con el café que trasborda del vaso. Y digo yo...ma porca miseria...le he dicho en TAZA pequeña Y cortito, MUY cortito. No es tan difícil, no?

Vale, te bebes tu café sin dejar de esperar..a lo mejor la proxima vez, cuando desde tus labios saldrán las mismas palabras.. "un café cortito en taza pequeña por favor"...tendras mas suerte..

En un bar lleno de gente pides tres cervezas al camarero desde lejos...y con tu mano derecha levantas tres dedos...el dedo gordo, el índice y el corazón….si los suma hace tres, verdad?

Pues generalmente cualquier persona en este país entiende DOS..y te traen dos cervezas..entonces levantaras otra vez la mano esta vez con el índice, el corazón y el anular y diras..eran TRES cervezas! Y el camarero..ahhhh..vale y te traerá la cerveza que falta. Porque para el, el numero tres en la mano se hace con el índice, el corazón y el anular. Así si..suman tres.