miércoles, 31 de marzo de 2010


He aquí una de mis paredes favoritas....

Señores...


Extraño hablar con Javier.





Extraño tanto que ni me extraña.

Te mueres




Creo que la muerte no es más que una sarta de cuentos que alguien inventó
Morir consiste en dejar todo y dormir, querer ser cubierto de tierra y ser hidratado con lagrimas.



Morir no es malo

Pero tampoco bueno.


Más bien es caro...



Muy caro.


Tanto que... el precio ni siquiera se paga en pesos, dólares o euros


Se paga con el aliento, los sueños y la vida.



Tan tan

Señor del Bosque

Pues miren gente, como hoy es San Miercoles les doy videito para que se alegren y ya esta =D

lo señores de Korpilaani (que recien vinieron)

"Little men from underground
Who have never seen the sun
But the really know how to party

The rise their wooden pints and they yoik and sing
And they fight and dance 'till the morning "


viernes, 12 de marzo de 2010

Juno said...

Neo said....

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Neo: I know you’re out there. I can feel you now. I know that you’re afraid… you’re afraid of us. You’re afraid of change. I don’t know the future. I didn’t come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell you how it’s going to begin. I’m going to hang up this phone, and then I’m going to show these people what you don’t want them to see. I’m going to show them a world without you. A world without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. Where we go from there is a choice I leave to you.

I came here to tell you how it’s going to begin. I’m going to show these people what you don’t want them to see. Just words from a movie well yes and what the hell do you think some of the best minds now and in the past have been trying to tell us.

Pedasito de: Mi corazón encantado (8)



Voy amarte para toda la vida
no me importa si aun no te intereso

what do u want?



Morpheus: This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.

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