me puse roja

tengo examen
creo que alucino
veo mensajes en todos lados
no tengo tiempo para verlos, no debiera tener tiempo para verlos

pero sí me gustaría que fueran mensajes

grrrr

Hay días, no todos definitivamente, pero los hay, en los que amo mi trabajo, en los que entiendo que no puedo hacer otra cosa. La mayor parte del tiempo me carcome la incertidumbre de todo lo que puede salir mal, el sentir que peleo con un monstruo de humo. Son estos pocos días raros en los que no puedo parar de hacer, porque se siente bien, porque todo lo que hago esta ya contenido en mí, los que luego me alimentan por años. El rayito de luz que se cuela de algún lado justo cerca del letrero que uno necesitaba leer.
Los hombres, salgo con ellos, los conozco y reconozco; ellos ven en mí una esencia similar a algo que ya conocen, pero rara vez me reconocen. Hay bien pocos de ellos que sí lo hacen, con ellos puedo descansar, me dan paz y funcionan en mi alma lo mismo que el olor de galletas en un horno, lo mismo que esos días raros. Los otros a su lado se ven borrosos, yo tampóco los reconozco.
Probablemente también así funciona con uno mismo. Al menos así me lo parece conmigo misma. La mayor parte del tiempo no te reconoces, no te defines hasta que en un chispazo ves el espejo y todo queda claro en un momento, ése se guarda en la memoria y lo llevas tanto tiempo como sea posible. El problema será entonces esa memoria con iniciativa a cambiarlo, matizarlo todo hasta que esa imagen se deshace como la ropa con las lavadas.

completito, de Bukowski, con todo y todo... BEWARE

The Genius of the Crowd
There is enough treachery, hatred,
violence,
Absurdity in the average human
being
To supply any given army on any given
day.
AND The Best At Murder Are Those
Who Preach Against It.
AND The Best At Hate Are Those
Who Preach LOVE
AND THE BEST AT WAR
-FINALLY- ARE THOSE WHO
PREACH
PEACE

Those Who Preach GOD
NEED God
Those Who Preach PEACE
Do Not Have PEACE.
THOSE WHO PREACH LOVE
DO NOT HAVE LOVE
BEWARE THE PREACHERS
Beware The Knowers.

Beware
Those Who
Are ALWAYS
READING
BOOKS

Beware Those Who Either Detest
Poverty Or Are Proud Of It

BEWARE Those Quick To Praise
For They Need PRAISE In Return

BEWARE Those Quick To Censure:
They Are Afraid Of What They Do
Not Know

Beware Those Who Seek Constant
Crowds; They Are Nothing
Alone

Beware

The Average Man
The Average Woman
BEWARE Their Love

Their Love Is Average, Seeks
Average
But There Is Genius In Their Hatred
There Is Enough Genius In Their
Hatred To Kill You, To Kill
Anybody.

Not Wanting Solitude
Not Understanding Solitude
They Will Attempt To Destroy
Anything
That Differs
From Their Own

Not Being Able
To Create Art
They Will Not
Understand Art

They Will Consider Their Failure
As Creators
Only As A Failure
Of The World

Not Being Able To Love Fully
They WILL BELIEVE Your Love
Incomplete
AND THEN THEY WILL HATE
YOU

And Their Hatred Will Be Perfect
As A Shining Diamond
Like A Knife
Like A Mountain
LIKE A TIGER
LIKE Hemlock

Their Finest
ART

Ahora que me detengo, escucho.

No quiero nada, al mismo tiempo quiero todo.
Quiero que dejen de venderme cosas, y quiero que él no me pida favores. Tampóco quiero favores.
A veces creo, pero la mayor parte del tiempo no.
Mi tiempo es un cadáver esquisito que hay que volver a tirar a la basura; composiciones genéricas del parloteo.
Como los pumas, no sirve para nada.

:)

estoy contenta :)

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes
And I certainly haven't been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot it's a slow climb
But I'm good at being uncomfortable so I can't stop changing all the time

I noticed that my opponent is always on the go
And won't go slow so as not to focus and I notice
He'll hitch a ride with any guide as long as they go fast from whence he came
But he's no good at being uncomfortable so he can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way
And say I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family
It happens so everybody cares
And wears the sheeps clothes while they chaperone
Curious you're looking down your nose at me while you appease
Courteous to try and help but let me set your mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

Do I so worry you?
You need to hurry to my side? It's very kind
But it's to no avail
I don't want the veil or flowers
I promise you everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine