Something is happening.
jueves, 8 de diciembre de 2011
miércoles, 23 de noviembre de 2011
Sleeping disorders
Last night, my sleeping disorders took me into a different level of action in real life being at the same time unconcious. In other words, what it means to me, is that I am driving myself a little nuts.
Everyday I wake up at 5:00 am to get to work, it means I must go to bed at a decent hours, wich I barely do. Last night, for instance, I went to sleep after midnight.
I remember vaguely that I get up rapidly; showered, put my clothes on, I ordered my papers, check the money and ID's. I have all calculated for 30 mins. 38 mins. tops. That morning before leaving the appartment I wanted to check if I was on time, almost at the door I took my movil, I pressed the green call button and * at the same time and I saw the time: 3:31 am I nervously smiled and said to myself -so weird, the time on my phone changed-.
I leant out of the window and I found a very quiet and lonely avenue; I checked the time again: 3:32 am my heart jumped - this can't be happening- I said to myself- I left my suitcase almost at the door, I ran to the appartment's phone and dialed 030 to verify the exact time; the machine corroborated my fears 3:33 am How was that even possible? What happened? I immediately hung up and ran to my bedroom, I jumped to bed trying to use the little time left before 5:00 am, I even left my boots and tie on, I just wanted to left myself go, just wanted to sleep and take the most of the time left.
I tried to sleep, but many questions were shaking my mind and stressing me; I was trying to remember, and now I recall a very imprtant detail; I actually never heard any alarm clock. Why did I wake up? I took my phone and check the settings of the clock, it was set at 05:00 am, it was not a configuration mistake. I can't really place what I was thinking when I decided to actually get up, I just remember when I was already in the bathroom... I never saw the time; I just jumped off the bed in a semi unconcious state. 10 mins. later I got back to sleep.
The alarm clock rang punctually at 05:00 am. I felt really tired, my eyes were burning and I could barely string together my thoughts; I washed my face. I was feeling like if the first time I got up, I'd had lived a terrible day that was at that the time, lost from my memories, like if I couldn't remember anything, but it was indeed feeling terribly heavy on my eyelids.
I still do not understand how's that I woke up at an exact hour, 03:00 am, why did I get up without any alarm? without watching the time? I feel that my nervous system is teetering, I find myself hanging by a thread. There's no doubt, I need to get my Tranxilium again.
NeneLove
Everyday I wake up at 5:00 am to get to work, it means I must go to bed at a decent hours, wich I barely do. Last night, for instance, I went to sleep after midnight.
I remember vaguely that I get up rapidly; showered, put my clothes on, I ordered my papers, check the money and ID's. I have all calculated for 30 mins. 38 mins. tops. That morning before leaving the appartment I wanted to check if I was on time, almost at the door I took my movil, I pressed the green call button and * at the same time and I saw the time: 3:31 am I nervously smiled and said to myself -so weird, the time on my phone changed-.
I leant out of the window and I found a very quiet and lonely avenue; I checked the time again: 3:32 am my heart jumped - this can't be happening- I said to myself- I left my suitcase almost at the door, I ran to the appartment's phone and dialed 030 to verify the exact time; the machine corroborated my fears 3:33 am How was that even possible? What happened? I immediately hung up and ran to my bedroom, I jumped to bed trying to use the little time left before 5:00 am, I even left my boots and tie on, I just wanted to left myself go, just wanted to sleep and take the most of the time left.
I tried to sleep, but many questions were shaking my mind and stressing me; I was trying to remember, and now I recall a very imprtant detail; I actually never heard any alarm clock. Why did I wake up? I took my phone and check the settings of the clock, it was set at 05:00 am, it was not a configuration mistake. I can't really place what I was thinking when I decided to actually get up, I just remember when I was already in the bathroom... I never saw the time; I just jumped off the bed in a semi unconcious state. 10 mins. later I got back to sleep.
The alarm clock rang punctually at 05:00 am. I felt really tired, my eyes were burning and I could barely string together my thoughts; I washed my face. I was feeling like if the first time I got up, I'd had lived a terrible day that was at that the time, lost from my memories, like if I couldn't remember anything, but it was indeed feeling terribly heavy on my eyelids.
I still do not understand how's that I woke up at an exact hour, 03:00 am, why did I get up without any alarm? without watching the time? I feel that my nervous system is teetering, I find myself hanging by a thread. There's no doubt, I need to get my Tranxilium again.
NeneLove
jueves, 18 de agosto de 2011
jueves, 4 de agosto de 2011
miércoles, 3 de agosto de 2011
I am sad, from my sadness only ilusions and memories pour. My spirit goes lighter and fades away but does not abandon me, I feel as light as a ghost.
Air, space, nothing, me.
I perceive the world as tremendously big and I feel very small, so very small that I'm invisible. The warmth of my heart is not enough. What is a single tear shed in the ocean?
A heart that beats hard, shaking hands, unstopable legs: Anxiety.
Only the ever compasionate Universe comforts me and I pray. I repeat and repeat the mantra that appeases me; however my body fights violently: I cannot breath and I only want to die. Rapidly or slowly I just want to die now. The clamour of a diying son is heard by the Father and chaos gives up little by little and I can breath again, the steed pulled by my heart slows down, then the calm is back. Serenity.
What is beauty if it's untouchable?
The deepest despair comes from a love that is bulky and unwanted.
What is beauty if it's untouchable?
The deepest despair comes from a love that is bulky and unwanted.
Like a cannonball falls into the very bottom of the sea, like the biggest and most shiny of the diamonds falls into the depths, an unwanted heart hits the ground as well.
Now I am floating among the vacuity with a stronger need of closing my eyes; I can only feel my own tears gathering under a mask that covers my real face wich is made of glass.
The deadline is today and the doors are open for darkness to enter; with it, more questions arrive. I opened my eyes and I saw nothing, there was no one, I stretched out my arms and I could feel only air. The darkness was so severe that I couldn´t see my own arms in front of me, I tried to touch my face but I found nothing: I emptied myself away.
The deadline is today and the doors are open for darkness to enter; with it, more questions arrive. I opened my eyes and I saw nothing, there was no one, I stretched out my arms and I could feel only air. The darkness was so severe that I couldn´t see my own arms in front of me, I tried to touch my face but I found nothing: I emptied myself away.
The city's lights shine like stars in the firmament, I see everything backwards because I am upside down floating in the clouds. People in the streets are like angels and trees like clouds; I see the infinite behind me as the mother earth where we all come from and where I am heading to; as a matter of fact is calling me now: comming for me tonight, is the very encounter with the all absolute itself.
NeneLove
martes, 2 de agosto de 2011
miércoles, 18 de mayo de 2011
martes, 5 de abril de 2011
martes, 15 de marzo de 2011
lunes, 14 de marzo de 2011
viernes, 11 de marzo de 2011
miércoles, 9 de marzo de 2011
viernes, 4 de marzo de 2011
jueves, 3 de marzo de 2011
martes, 22 de febrero de 2011
lunes, 21 de febrero de 2011
martes, 8 de febrero de 2011
jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011
sábado, 22 de enero de 2011
Castles
Once upon a time in a honey made country
with vermillion roofs.
A place where I was the queen and he was the king
It was a love story kingdom.
My transparent magical castle
was shining under the sun.
There was a cruel storm after
and the castle in the air fell.
And it was open at my feet, with the light from a great bolt
And it was open at my feet, with the light from a great bolt
the abyss from his heart.
Then I could see who he really was
and what I saw just destroyed me.
My king was a monster made of stones
with a heart made of stones.
He broke my dreams with stones.
I was once that loyal and faithful one
I was once that loyal and faithful one
who believed those love stories.
But I payed a lot for my foolishness.
I do not even dare to dream again.
I do not want more castles in the air
With merciless kings that hurt.
My king was a monster made of stones
with a heart made of stones.
His love was always a lie
castles transformed into ruins now.
*Taken from the song "Castillos".
Translated by NeneLove.
Translated by NeneLove.
jueves, 20 de enero de 2011
lunes, 17 de enero de 2011
viernes, 14 de enero de 2011
A night up
1:30 AM - You do not feel Loneliness very hard, but you feel the rage because you need someone to be well.
2:37 AM - Grief, desperation and sleepy.
3:02 AM - Sadness and sleepy.
4:07 AM - The sleep is gone; silence overwhelms.
4:30 AM - There's no hope anymore, it's better to try to get some sleep.
1:30 Pm - Sleepy, hungry and resentment.
2:37 AM - Grief, desperation and sleepy.
3:02 AM - Sadness and sleepy.
4:07 AM - The sleep is gone; silence overwhelms.
4:30 AM - There's no hope anymore, it's better to try to get some sleep.
1:30 Pm - Sleepy, hungry and resentment.
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