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thermodynamics is easy

I’ve learned it many times

just because something starts differently, doesn't mean it's worthless

i remember when, when i first moved here,
a long time ago,
'cause i heard some song i used to hear back then,
a long time ago.
i remember when, even further back,
in another town,
'cause i saw something written i used to say back then,
hard to comprehend


and the question is, was i more alive
then than i am now?
i happily have to disagree;
i laugh more often now, i cry more often now,



i am more me.

kim gordon & me

last night I dreamed I kissed Neil Young
if I was a boy I guess it would be fun


you and me are burning in the summertime
you and me are burning in the summertime

i'm coming home

it rains on the just
and the unjust alike


... except in california

back

cuando era joven
creían que tenía algo de talento
pero nunca había destacado en la vida

se había quedado en el umbral

time to think

now you can't think straight
because you're not straight

oh

i think i smell a rat

they'll play our songs forever

you’ll be my Charlie
and I can be your George

like the Beatles and the Stones

you’ll be my Marianne
and I’ll be your Yoko

let’s bury the hatchet
like the Beatles and the Stones

everyone we know

and
a cody chesnut cd


I don't have that cd


ohoh
that's our favorite music
i guess we can't do it


...


oh
but look

i have it

preguntas demasiado

take your tears
i’m not for crying

life wasn’t meant to be lived
it was meant to be sung

michael

ah see if you're feeling like you're looking for a chance to let go
and if you're feeling like you're looking for that change then let go



let go let go let go




my feet are dancing so much


my feet are dancing so much



and I hate that

the style it takes

this is a rock group called The Velvet Underground
I show movies on them, do you like their sound

'cause they have a style that grates
and I have art to make



buenos reyes rayos

2009

something else

you don't have to look at me
you don't have to smile at me
you don't have to laugh with me

you can wear my clothes
play my records
stay at home

you just have to love me till the sun shines

and even if ain't

little death

you feel low
you get high
you'll end up somewhere in between

you've had a very good weekend but you can't remember where you've been


you can hide behind sunglasses
it's not as bad as it seems

do you realize?

that you have the most beautiful face
we're floating in space

that happiness makes you cry
that everyone you know someday will die

and instead of saying all of your goodbyes
let them know
you realize that life goes fast

it's hard to make the good things last

you realize the sun doesn't go down
it's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round


do you

un proyecto, por supuesto

De lo que se trata es de interrogar al ladrillo, al cemento, al vidrio, a nuestros modales en la mesa, a nuestros utensilios, a nuestras herramientas, a nuestras agendas, a nuestros ritmos. Interrogar a lo que parecería habernos dejado de sorprender para siempre. Vivimos, por supuesto, respiramos, por supuesto, caminamos, abrimos puertas, bajamos escaleras, nos sentamos a la mesa para comer, nos acostamos en una cama para dormir. Cómo? Dónde? Cuándo? Por qué?

Describan su calle. Describan otra.
Comparen.

Hagan el inventario de sus bolsillos, de su bolso. Interróguense acerca de la procedencia, el uso y el devenir de cada uno de los objetos que van sacando.

Pregúntenle a sus cucharillas.

Qué hay bajo su papel de la pared?

Cuántos gestos hacen falta para marcar un número de teléfono? Por qué?

Por qué no se encuentran cigarrillos en las tiendas de alimentación? Por qué no?

Me importa poco que estas preguntas sean, aquí, fragmentarias, apenas indicativas de un método, como mucho de un proyecto. Me importa mucho que parezcan triviales e insignificantes: es precisamente lo que las hace tan esenciales o más que muchas otras a través de las cuales tratamos en vano de captar nuestra verdad.

today no

sometimes
when your woman does you wrong
you think all you can do is leave her

but let me tell you
that all you have to do is say

i told you i forgive you

you said that you were sorry
you said you only wanted me
you admited your cheating ways

i say, ok
today no baby,
but tomorrow is another day

i'm gonna getcha back

mirando atrás

es curioso como la fatalidad escoge,
para que la representen,
rostros indignos o mediocres

camina más allá

uno se acostumbra rápido a los defectos de los otros
siempre que no se crea en el deber de corregirlos