Dreams - 6th December 2012

Today, I was in México City and somehow, I could not remember the time of my flight to come back. The laptop doesn't work and no one could help me, not even my brother. I had the feeling to loose my plane. Nothing prepared, no baggage done and all in hurry, rush and nothing to leave my things. No place for them.

Domage.

I wake up with the same feeling. It's not the first time this kind of dream. Same topic.

Losing my plane and nothing prepare in advance. :(

Offline

Por un momento intente controlarlo

Los ojos siguen ahí

No se cómo quitarles

Si entre dientes sientes

Que no son más que tu

La misma habitación

Y la luz en la materia.

Baterias

No sabía, pero me había dado a la tarea de acumular baterías, cuando las veía en la basura convencional, la domestica. Me preguntaba porque las tiraban ahí, sabía que eran malas. Pero justo ayer cuando las estaba acomodando vi que decían 0% Mercure… ¿eso que quiere decir? me pregunté, me respondí rápidamente que quizá era por eso que terminaban en la basura normal. Así que busqué y encontré aquí esta información…

Los envases o cubiertas de las pilas indican la ausencia de mercurio de diversas formas: “0% Hg”, Sin agregado de Hg” o “Sin agregado de mercurio”. Sólo aquellas pilas identificadas de este modo pueden desecharse con los residuos domiciliarios, en forma espaciada, es decir no todas juntas.

Creo que tendré un poco más de espacio ahora.

Etienne

Blogspot y facebook

Hace poco estaba buscando la manera de reconectar el servicio, de alguna forma creo que se había desconectado (pensé) pero en realidad, cuando hice una búsqueda en google, leí que el servicio había quedado suspendido. Y pensándolo bien creo que me gusta que este espacio se quede así. Como dormido en un lugar “seguro”, que no sea mi disco duro y tampoco mi maill. Un lugar en el que alguien algún día lo pueda encontrar, y no  necesariamente alguien que conozca. Porque está aquí pero al mismo tiempo está ahí perdido. Así que por el momento solamente queda hacernos un milenio de preguntas.

La Coherencia

Una de las cosas más dificil de lograr es la coherencia;

Con lo que queremos,

con lo que decimos,

con lo que sentimos,

con lo que pensamos,

y con lo que hacemos.

Porque curiosamente, y entre ellas, hay muchas que se contradicen.

Your Gravity

I know there is no place to run
i know there is no true at all
when you spit those flowers words
Behind those shaking eyes there's tears
Something you can't hide
Empty words against solid facts
you're fool if you think you will fly
Sorry it's not me they call it gravity
Sorry it's not me they guilt speak itself
Sorry it's not me they call it gravity
Sorry it's not me they call it gravity

Lies never fly

Para olvidar

Cómo decirtelo
que en este instante puedo ser honesto
Cómo explicarte que cuando dijiste que me quisieras diferente
Entendí que no soy yo al que tu quieres
Y pienso condenarme al alcohol para olvidarme y olvidar
esas palabras que me matan sin amor
Y pienso sabotearme con alcohol
Justificarme que lo único que quiero
es culparte por este estúpido amor
Parece que he perdido toda pista de tu vida
Ya no sé si soy yo.

De la serie... SCAN

Pocket Notes

Después de muchos intentos y búsquedas para poder leer archivos *.pwi de mi pocket pc, me he encontrado con este sitio dónde he encontrado un emulador de pocket para desarrolladores de PC, sitio dentro de microsoft. Cito a quíen lo ha posteado y finalmente después de muchisimos intentos y búsquedas es la mejor solución que he encontrado.

I finally found a complete solution, albeit a somewhat weighty one, to opening .pwi files on my Windows XP PC. Your decision to download the emulator and then install a fair size install, will ultimately depend on how bad you want to see them pesky little drawings you made days/months/years ago.
I downloaded and installed the WM v6.5 emulator SDK from here (225Mb)
http://www.microsoft.com/downloads/e...a-ae010e085a6e
Once installed, run the desired emulator from program list (VGA for me).
Then I discovered (after more research) I needed to have a folder on XP that was accessible from the WM6 emulator, within which to place the .pwi file to be viewed.
In the emulator go File > Configure and at the bottom of the General tab "Shared folder", browse for a folder on your XP machine to share. This folder is then accessed via the root directory of the emulated WM6 as folder "Storage Card" in Window Mobile File Explorer.
Viola! I can now open/edit/save .pwi files as if the were on my XP machine.
Thanks for being a massive time vampire M$. Notes suck.
Enjoy. ( –;þ

Espero que esto sirva por si lo olvido en el futuro. No he querido hacer el intento con la real pocket aunque quizá sea lo mejor para los textos largos.

Como sea, esto es algo que pertenece al pasado, todo se vuelve para las nubes, dropbox, iCloud, google docs, skydrive, etc, hay muchisimos servicios que ofrecen cada vez más opciones y sus variantes. “Pasele jóven, aquí está su productividad y olvidese de tener todo en su compu, desde aquí podemos asegurarle un espacio” y lo más intrigante es que con estos temas uno puede pensar que es una bonita manera de “control”, pero pasa con el e-mail, que si quieren ver algo en tu cuenta de correo ¿tu crees que no podrán ver nada? Solo que estamos tan habituados ya a los servicios de correo que de cualquier forma mientras esté en la red está disponible.

Entre distancias

Mis sueños estaban a 3 709 Km de distancia física.

Y como todo cambia, los sueños no son excentos al cambio de energía. Materia.

Caracoles espirales

Mis estrellas apretadas
Por tus labios laterales
Se dividen entre mares
Indelebles y entrañables
Caracoles espirales
Agujeros que son negros
En tus pechos sentimientos
En el fondo de tu cuerpo.

Cocinando para el picnik

Esta tarde estaba pensando que hacer de cocinar para llevar al parque y hacer el picnik, algo que fuera rapido de hacer, barato, portable (como para ir al parque y no muy lejos) sencillo, rico y fresco. Finalmente esta receta me la encontré buscando y pienso que quedará perfecta para esta tarde de verano.

http://cocinaconanibal.blogspot.ca/2011/09/huevos-rellenos-dos-colores.html

Quizá agregaré foto una vez lograda la receta para ver que tal lucen.

Fragmentos de recuerdos

Desde un videojuego donde ya he olvidado el nombre.

Roses and a water fountain,
it´s a picture perfect scene.

Standing in the darkness of the night
you feel almost like you´ve lost your sense of existence.
Have you had this kind of experience?

Darkness signifies the uneasiness,
black signifies the sorrow.
They are the colors of Rose.

Rose is immortal because of the magic in the choker.

Miranda say:
it´s not true. The reason why i hate roses
is because i see my mother in roses.
My mother never looked at me directly.
It was as if she was hiding something from me.
And she beat me up.

life it´s not always happy.

The Spell of eternity indeed creates an immortal body.
But it also corrodes the heart.

DEMON

A Dragon's body is capable of
Enormous endurance.
But, it's heart is not.
- Rose

But the annihilation of the world
Will generate a sadness equal to
The number of living people.
- Albert

Fate belongs to those who are
living. We can destroy de "fate"
that somebody else made up...
... and this is the moment.
- Miranda (from Queen Teresa)

Emperor Doel would often say,
"To make a world where all
species are equal, a strong leader
is needed." But Kongol Knows.
Anybody can make a world where
all species are equal. Even you are
not Dragoon. Gigantos, Humans,
Minintos, Winglies, anybody.
Anybody having the feeling can do.
But Kongol found out.
Anybody can destroy the world too.
Gigantos, Humans, Winglies, Gods,
anybody.
- Kongol

COCKTAIL (inverse)

Inverse dream

COCKTAIL

Este es el "subject"

Creo que ya desde un rato no "posteaba" en mi blog, ahora que tengo un iPod y he dado de alta mis mails y algunas cosas de redes sociales podré, cuando tenga tiempo mandar cosas desde aquí.

Aun no he "sincronizado" las fotos para compartir. Creo que al final, el Mail es lo que nos mantiene mas conectados personalmente. Muchas personas ya no les gusta lo que en un principio parecía fantástico, eso de hacer publica tu vida y postear todo a cada momento. Quizá es cosa de agarrarle el gusto o de darle el tiempo para eso. Parece que a mi me han alcanzado otras cosas en su lugar. Como siempre me vuelvo insaciable, será así con todas las personas?. Voy y regreso. Las ideas se me pierden como colores en una paleta de acuarela bajo la lluvia, mirando al cielo.

Dejemos esto como una prueba, como un faro en las oscuras actualizaciones de este blog, en señal de estar vivo... Quizá solamente aquí y para los que lean.

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Dreams - The paintings

In the air you could feel the end of everything.

Politicians speaking at the distance in the TV. People worries in Kings and Queens. 

It was a warm temperature, planes in the air. Something was about to happen soon.

Everything started with the selling of paints on the side street. You could order it and have it next month. The girls was there. Slow motion.

Some people get together like families, looks like ghettos now. It's like a felling of loosing people from the past, then a big plane, big sounds. They throw something from the sky, looks like a box, it felt very close from there. It was the paintings.

People's worries was to find their orders between the paints. Then is when everything became slow motion and chorus-angelical voices music start. It was the end and many people doesn't even notice. Me I had the feeling to run to be away, apart. But somehow they notice that I knew something and I wasn't the only one. 

A guy call me to let me know that they add new streets and put it on the map. They put a water proceser pump. But it wasn't the water, looks like it was something even bigger.

Smalls fights for that. We knew when some of "them" says, "It's amazing how much money they can waste in a month" and it wasn't enough for them, at the end, the wanted everything. That's why they delivered the painting in the plane.

After all this, you could feel a militarized ambient. Me I was lunends Starts to rain. Someone of the group arrives. In the meanwhile in the new streets, in the pump machine corner of a street I saw them but I keep running  under the rain. It was close from Arturo's house. I ran in those close streets to get faster. It was Lalo there.

I was in a pool with María, enjoying the water, plating with it, going under. Somehow some kids where painting under the water. It was cool and you had the feeling of abundance. With all the water there (I guess the seling of those paints became after because they was kind of particular). After going out of the pool, some one was giving free magazines. I saw one of dragons, a big one. It was like a compilation of the painter, I couldn't know, María is the one who knows about those and I ask her to have one. We accept but I could notice in her face the "thanks, I already have one of those at home" I felt silly.

The sunlight appear for a moment and all became slow motion. She was with her sisters and you could hear from the distance how they laugh and have fun. She saw me but she didn't told me anything. I could felt all the love she felt once. You could feel that you had to run again and reach your goal.

After big tables with families in there outdoors, terraces on the streets. Marina was there with her boyfriend, a new one. She knew I was there but she could not even look at me. When the boyfriend left, she get close and kissed me and right after she left and is when everything start.

The plane in the sky, the selling of the paints, the militarized ambient, the need to run again. When I saw Lalo and her sisters in the small streets. The rain and night, the pumping machine. One guy arrives to see that with some poor bottles to contain some water, to keep running, running away... and in my head all the time the distant echo of those politicians speaking "It's amazing how much they can spend in a month" (making reference to the poor people). The feeling that is the end and they want every single coin from the people who have less.

It's the end and I walk under the rain alone. There is a hill very close from there with some houses. I don't know why I'm going there. (fade out)

I was in a subterranean something. A rusty industry with guards armed everywhere. You could feel that time passed, but it was a light in the distance and a saw a shadow... and in my head was a big.. off course !!! is the continuity of the story in another game... james bond 007 !!!... 

...And I was trying to get in again, but I only saw the white ceiling over me. The big light was the window and I felt a deep need to do pee.