Mar 28, 2011

Actual Children’s Answers to The Question “What Is Love?”

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” - Chrissy, age 6

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” - Terri, age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” - Danny, age 7

“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.” - Emily, age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” - Bobby, age 7
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” - Nikka, age 6
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” - Noelle, age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” - Tommy, age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” - Cindy, age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” - Clare, age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” - Elaine, age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.” - Chris, age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” - Mary Ann, age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” - Lauren, age 4
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” - Rebecca, age 8
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” - Karen, age 7
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” - Jessica, age 8

Mar 27, 2011

Trie something new

"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new."

What you put into that head

Mark Ronson

Siempre me han gustado los Remix que hace Mark Ronson, como productor musical es uno de los mejores de su generación, todos ya conocemos el trabajo que hizo junto a la polémica pero no por eso menos talentosa Amy Winehouse, ha sido productor musical de Kaiser Chiefs, Robbie Williams, Lily Allen, Maroon 5, Adele, entre otros.

Para que hablar de la música de Mark, cuando lo mejor es escucharla, por eso a continuación les dejo con mis selecciones y con una entrevista que le realizaron en el 2008.


Mar 26, 2011


We Won't Fight

J Mascis - Is It Done

J Mascis - Is It Done

“The six-year-old girl who wanted to leave love letters to her parents”

When 6-year-old Elena Desserich was diagnosed with brain cancer, she began hiding hundreds of little love notes around the house for her parents to find after she was gone. She was given 135 days to live. She lived 255 days, passing away in 2007. After her death, Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith, found hundreds of notes from Elena hidden around the house — in between CD cases, between bookshelves, in dresser drawers, in backpacks. “It just felt like a little hug from her, like she was telling us she was looking over us”. Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith Desserich, later published these notes in a book called Notes Left Behind to fund a non-profit organization The Cure Starts Now dedicated to fighting pediatric brain cancer

Mar 19, 2011

Cinismo Ilustrado

Cinismo Ilustrado

Eternal sunset of what we are

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

Fernando Pessoa

Mar 6, 2011


No conoceré la cara de el tiempo pasado
y tu y yo
no viviré por la experiencia de sentir,
tu aroma reconocer

No pararé, el viento que me empuja
me aleja de ti
mientras tu sentado cierras los ojos
y pides ayuda a tu destino

Ah ah, ah ah
aprendo de mis pasos, entiendo en mi caminar

oh oh, oh oh
Palabras borradas, nostalgia olvidada bebiendonos completo cada momento

Hace bien para pasar, memorizarlo
cuando llegue otra vez, reconoceré,
no olvidaré, no olvidaré

Aprendo de mis pasos, entiendo en mi caminar

aprendo en mis pasos, sí
entiendo en mi caminar y aprendo en mi pasos
¡entiendo en mi caminar!

Aprendo de mis pasos, entiendo en mi caminar

DE MIS PASOS Julieta Venegas

Jean Cocteau

I don´t give a fuck

La mayoría de la gente existe

Lo menos frecuente en este mundo es vivir. La mayoría de la gente existe, eso es todo.

Oscar Wilde


Babasonicos - El Colmo


lo cambio todo por el don que hace a las mujeres reir el mundo de ellas me hunde en sus huellas y roguemos que mañana me convierta en otro infeliz

She isn’t like any other baleen whale

The saddest thing I have ever heard:
I (sabino) just read a comment from a 2004 article by the New York Timesabout the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 51.75hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Source : Tumblr

Mar 2, 2011

I need your lovin' .. like the sunshine..

Everybody's got to learn sometime, Beck

Déjame sueltas las manos...

DÉJAME sueltas las manos
y el corazón, déjame libre!
Deja que mis dedos corran
por los caminos de tu cuerpo.
La pasión —sangre, fuego, besos—
me incendia a llamaradas trémulas.
Ay, tú no sabes lo que es esto!

Es la tempestad de mis sentidos
doblegando la selva sensible de mis nervios.
Es la carne que grita con sus ardientes lenguas!
Es el incendio!
Y estás aquí, mujer, como un madero intacto
ahora que vuela toda mi vida hecha cenizas
hacia tu cuerpo lleno, como la noche, de astros!

Déjame libre las manos
y el corazón, déjame libre!
Yo sólo te deseo, yo sólo te deseo!
No es amor, es deseo que se agosta y se extingue,
es precipitación de furias,
acercamiento de lo imposible,
pero estás tú,
estás para dármelo todo,
y a darme lo que tienes a la tierra viniste—
como yo para contenerte,
y desearte,
y recibirte!

Pablo Neruda

Cinco minutos bastan para soñar toda una vida, así de relativo es el tiempo.

Mario Benedetti

Cause we are young