"Ars poetica"

A poem should be palpable and mute
As a goblet fruit.
...
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds.
...
A poem should not mean
But be.

(Un poema debiera ser palpable y mudo
Como una fruta henchida.
...
Un poema debiera ser callado
Como el vuelo de las aves.
...
Un poema no debiera decir,
Sino ser.)


Archibald MacLeish

Lighting falling on my head...

I was happily tipping on my pc...when someone screamed: "Lightings!!!"
I took my camera and this is what happened...:



Yes, the few last seconds could be tittle: "WFT??"
I was so fucking scared at this moment that I dropped the camera. lol
I was too concentrated on the screen at this moment.
I recorded another one...but it is at the other pc...I'll upload it tomorrow and you will be able to watch it at my Youtube profile.

Updated:

Here it is the other video i promised.

Y heme aquí un año después.

Hace un año, escribí un pasaje en este blog. En el hablaba de mi nueva aventura en la carrera de filología. Y aquí me veo, casi un año mas tarde, con todas sus asignaturas aprobadas y a falta de saber una nota. ^^
Han pasado cosas buenas(+) y malas(-):
+Encontré la carrera de mi vida.
-He aprendido que hay gente que a veces no son lo que parecen ser en realidad.
+Me he enamorado.
-Me han roto el corazón.
+He hecho nuevas amistades.
-Me ha picado mi primera abeja...>.<
+Se más Inglés ( y mejor, aunque a muchos les pese...).
-He descubierto que por mucho que te esfuerces en ayudar a los demás nunca te lo sabrán apreciar lo más mínimo.
+He averiguado que después de algo malo, siempre viene algo bueno...

Como veis no ha sido un mal año...Tengo las cosas más claras y he madurado (o no).
Al final las cosas positivas tienen a ganar a las negativas.

Y colorín colorado, otro añito ha pasado ^^.
Gracias por estar ahí apoyándome.

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Here I am one year later.

One year ago, I wrote a post about my new life and my new degree. One year later, with only one subject left to pass, I got my own conclusions.
Good (+) things and bad (-) things happened:
+I found my perfect career.
-I’ve learned that people are two faced.
+I fell in love.
-My heart got broken.
+I made new friends.
-I got stung by a bee…>.< +My English has improved (or not). -I’d discovered that it doesn’t matter how much you work for others…they won’t ever be grateful. +I found out that after something bad happens there is always something good coming…

As you can see it wasn’t a bad year at all…I feel more comfy and mature (or not lol).
The positive things always beat the negatives ones.

One year more is gone...^^
Thanks for supporting me all year long.

Et le chef recommande...

Brownie Triple Chocolate American Style.

Después de 30 minutos de horno...Yummy ^^

Del yerno que toda suegra querría tener...
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From the son in law that every mother in law would like to have...

A good song, but just being sung by the right voice and played by the right instruments...




You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can

You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
It's as everybody's changing
And I don't know why.

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.

You're gone from here
Soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
'cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right.

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.

Everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.

Consejo nº203 para el turista: Si te vistes con el traje tipico llamarás menos la atención.(o no...)

Felices sevillanos por un día...

(Foto tomada con la camara prestada de Nokson)