King Crimson

Try Crimson for a change... I was astounded!
Looking forward to meet 'Yes' in a nutshell.

Debería de dejar de hacerme daño, pero...
I still have the flavour of love in the back of my tongue...

This is the picture which I used to make her portrait.

Poza York - Überraschung!

Eine Woche im Poza York um zu arbeiten, kann das Leben stark verändert... oder nicht. Alles klar ist es bekommt...

Now I believe in blindness and numbness of awe. Freedom and enlightenment come through in waves, although sleepiness is never gone. 'Paradigm enhanced, vision entranced' quoting a lost verse from the past...

Tomorrow I part home. I'm taking something else with me and leaving more behind, therefore changed to the bone... but my skeleton is still complete, and that is which allows me to move on... always moving on...

Wrooooooagh!!

It's Feb 14th, and I just broke with my girl...

My head is spinning, yet I am peaceful...

First part of the sonnets, which even written before,
bear some part of the truth...

Sonnets of Hopeless Grief & Joy
(fragment...)

I

I stand in sublime awe under the sky,

In wonder woven tiled melancholy,

a dazzling blissful kiss holding me high,

the sweetest loving breeze caressing me…

My heart in tenderness glow spiritual,

Deluding troubled mind, wind, wobble ponds,

Of sadness bleak concealed deep in the aisle,

That runs through barren bonds between dream folds.

The trends that follow paths pythagorean,

Aloft stir scarce a soul pandaemonium,

mould brittle thoughts of transient troops protean,

and hollow pack my gourd with trifle stone.

Enraptured, poised by seeing how feelings flow,

A timeless crimson-blue and dazzling joy.

Mimes 2005

Dreh dich um, dreh dich um in den Sturm...

Mura flies on Sunday to Crime City. Transferred...



The first link is broken... The chain evolves...

I'm using the bike again, after a 3-month brake. I had forgotten how much fun it was...
I'll be looking forward to make a trip to Mission, TX one of these weekends...
Gotta get in shape again...

King's book I ate in a dash... Going for the second volume. But first, gonna read Arce's recommendation: 'The Roadshow' by Gary Jennings. Got the e-book ;-)

In the background things glide by themselves and seem to outrun some of us...
Detachment... is my only salvation. I really don't want to be saved.
Suffering, a part of me is.

It's thesis completion and graduation time for many people I know...
We finish yet we begin. Some of us never finish. Some never begin...

This criptic humor is due to my longing state. I wish I could have the girl I love right by my side, tell her how much I love her, and how everything is going to be allright. Just like the three little birds... Man I love that song.

I've learned some new chords on the guitar. By singing a song I never thought I would sing, and which has become of so much significance to me. Thank you girl, for teaching me...

Tomorrow is my project presentation. Hope everything goes smoothly. Gotta practice tonight.

I have been made to love and enjoy... and that is what I do enjoy the best and love the most.

Blau Himmel - Rote Erde

A nice picture of my bro and meself,
chichenitzing through, pretending to be cool.



I sent an e-mail to a very good old friend,
who's studying in England,
whose other brother is in Australia,
whose other brother is back in my old town in Mexico,
and just came to realize it!! aha! Ppph!!

Btw - I miss Arce very very very much!
Wrrroagh! *weep* Love you baby!!

Transmogrified

Thoughts change, ideas change, trust changes, love changes.
People endure. How can you lose someone to whom no one belongs?



Why cry when truth is blatant, and sight so cruelly real?
What is left to do but accept the fact, the nature of change?
By my heart's ordeal, that will nor die nay rest.

Builders of the Mind

Let this blog be the witness of my thoughts before things happen...

I'm in a state of apprehension... but I do not why...
I try to associate it with problems at work, my way of living, bad habits, what my girlfriend thinks, past encounters, ... but in the end I realize that my state is what turns this thoughts into problems which are not there at all.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm terrified deep inside... Of the unknown, but also I'm terrified to lose the 'caring' (essentially my girl's). And I try to calm my mind by 'undetaching myself' and then: a myriad of nightmares come forth and race through and past my eyes, the worst of them being that 'nothing happens at all'... Think about it, 'NOTHING HAPPENS AT ALL!'
Is that the meaning of loneliness?

On the other hand, I think of all that I have accomplished. There is such anguish in me when I think of losing something that I have achieved. It's HORROR! My heart beats furiosly at the thought of it.

I feel like I'm standing too close to the screen, and am not able to see the whole picture unless I scroll to the sides, up and down... that's a truly apprehensive thought...

Therefore be my witness, for I believe I'm in the verge of solving something grand, of discovering something outrageous, and thus become smaller in character and knowledge.

- OR perhaps it's because I drank 7 cups of black tea during the last 4 hours *boggle*

Unter dem Baum - auf dem Bett - Richtung Heimat...

This is my room, blatantly frenzied... :-)



Just started 'The Gunslinger' ... bizarre.

Haven't heard from my baby... Maybe she's too busy, maybe her cel's out of credit, maybe she lost it, maybe something's not quite right... She hasn't answered my msgs.... hmm
I do not worry too much as her best friend is with her and her family... I hope everything's fine...

Pencil at work...

This is her portrait, ma jolie Joues...

In the name of King Arthur... open the door!!

Finished Brown's book (startling!), finished Arce's portrait, finished my project presentation, just started Siddharta auf Deutsch!!

I got a new goal and that is to finish a book every fifteen days... hmm hopefully :-)

Sonnet writing proves to be quite fun! I just finished the first one of a series...
The evolution within the poem is shocking! Every time I added or modified it I was influenced by different moods, and as it began blissful, it ended bizarre and surrealistic. I'll post it as soon as the whole set is complete...

Btw, this Shakespeare dude was such a genius! Check out this sonnet:

CXIII.



"Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;

And that which governs me to go about

Doth part his function and is partly blind,

Seems seeing, but effectually is out;

For it no form delivers to the heart

Of bird of flower, or shape, which it doth latch:

Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,

Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch:

For if it see the rudest or gentlest sight,

The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,

The mountain or the sea, the day or night,

The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature:

Incapable of more, replete with you,

My most true mind thus makes mine eye untrue."



-- Voila :-)