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Death

2011-04-13T00:41:00.001-07:00

of a disco, of romance.
Of the red mask, of the letters stored on useless hard drives.

redundant.

Death, Of who I was once.

¡

2011-01-01T14:59:00.003-07:00

No puedo evitarlo.

El techo es demasiado pesado sobre mi cabeza. Los días iguales me nublan la vista, no tanto como quisiera.
La nube delante de mis ojos no se difumina, las casualidades del pasillo son demasiado enormes para soportarlas.

gracias?

dawn.

2010-12-08T21:51:00.002-07:00

me atormenta el miedo de nunca sentirme igual.

this year was the peak and the low.

However:

2010-11-13T12:08:00.003-07:00

but,
I still miss you.

and then, I remember, so I fight all the feelings and memories. Specially, because memories and words are useless compared with actions and facts.

Seeing you in the hall every other day does not make it easy.

2010-11-13T12:07:00.001-07:00

Days like this make me feel so happy, so many things inside my head and heart and I feel the beauty of life.

Thank you.

trust

2010-11-01T23:34:00.002-07:00

How stupid should I have to be?

Over and over,

2010-08-27T20:26:00.002-07:00

Sometimes, when I'm remembering past times, I'm really sorry of the bad decisions I once took.
However, I know that I didn't intend wrong, it was only stupidity.

I take this day as I have learned some, and I thank that past is past, and that's where it remains.

:)

Today, is now.

I've waited and waited,

2010-08-25T20:46:00.002-07:00

I just keep asking myself, what was your reason to hurt me, on purpose.
Because you did it like that.

And you couldn't even say what had happened,
no words.

2010-05-22T01:38:00.001-07:00

Happiness is a moment.

Violet, violent.

This moment.

Door.

2010-02-26T17:03:00.001-07:00

The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. stone crumbles. wood rots. people, well, they die. but things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.

C Palahniuk

2010-02-24T22:25:00.000-07:00

Causas pérdidas no son mi especialidad.

2010-02-22T00:10:00.001-07:00

It is just that sometimes, being me, makes me say the stupidest things.

:D how funny,

except, that, of course is not.

cyanide + happiness

2010-02-21T03:07:00.003-07:00

[non-sense]

2010-02-15T08:07:00.001-07:00

I don't feel like showing off to social media anymore.

2010-02-15T00:48:00.001-07:00

Hope is like the color purple, that slowly fades away.

I don't want to be that person.

I´ve never have, However, circumstances, are making really difficult to keep hopes on the things I used to believe.

I don't like it, I don't like the outlook of this life, since my standing point of view.

Wait

2010-02-15T00:39:00.001-07:00

Los millones de palabras no existen en otra parte que no sea la punta de mis dedos.

¿Acaso parezco una mala persona y me eligen así?

Realmente no lo entiendo.

2010-02-14T12:54:00.000-07:00

And all the things that came back to haunt me.

every fucking second.

2010-01-10T17:25:00.002-07:00

Let's be all that we could be..

&;

2009-12-13T18:40:00.001-07:00

We are what we are, and we really can't deny...

4:00 am

2009-11-25T00:14:00.001-07:00

Los días parecen de 30 hrs cuando te levantas a las 4:00 am. La ciudad a oscuras, no parece tan irremediable.

Día de muertos :)

2009-11-22T17:09:00.000-07:00

give me some coffee or give me death

2009-11-18T00:42:00.005-07:00

Your words just seems so obscure from the distance. Specially when you aren't sleeping more then 5 hours per night, 6 days in a row.
Just wandering around, traveling in a silent room, playing with my cellphone, no lights on;

(I'm not the kind of ? person, that text messages, you should know. But of course, you don't.)

Morir al amanecer/

2009-11-01T19:08:00.001-07:00

Te odio, porque no estuviste cuando te necesité. Soltar unas cuantas palabras random en un blog, en alguna otra de las redes sociales que temporalmente cubren tu atención. Después de que olvidara la contraseña de mi 'alter-ego' y las palabras siguen acumulándose sin salir a la superficie. Sin que mis dedos recorran las superficies limpias como solían hacerlo. Así que, he dejado de relamer mis heridas como ~~XXX~~, porque tus palabras no se convirtieron en los continentes que prometían, una inmensa nada cae sobre mi frente y me doy vuelta sobre la cama para retomar mis sueños sobre el ártico.
Good bye.

The void.

2009-10-19T01:31:00.001-07:00

Where is the "everything illuminated" Part?

2009-10-12T19:21:00.000-07:00

we are how we are, and we can't deny.

However, . . .

truth.

2009-10-11T01:07:00.002-07:00

A veces te encuentras personas, sucesos, esencias, todo el background que da vida a las escenas r.e.a.l.e.s. de una manera que logran una configuración hermosa. Eso que me ha volcado recuerdos de un estado que ya había olvidado, detalles que la cotidianidad va robando cuando día a día se traspasan límites. Afortunadamente, he encontrado otra vez mi camino amarillo, los colores vivos, las escenas de primer plano, los sonidos que sientes en tus células. El sentimiento es indescriptible...In the best way.

beyond words.
In the bestway.

For sure.

2009-09-06T01:02:00.000-07:00

2009-09-05T01:48:00.000-07:00

La mayoría de las veces, cuando pienso en retrospectiva, siempre llego a la misma conclusión.
PENDEJA pero que pendeja he estado.
Period. (pendeja)

good thing past is in the past, as it always has been.

2009-08-01T18:40:00.002-07:00

Past is past.

*

2009-07-17T19:47:00.002-07:00

Everyone is a snob this days.

so fuck off.

*Figurativo.

2009-07-15T21:37:00.004-07:00

El primer paso, es reconocer que tenemos un problema.
A partir de ahí, dejar de pensar que la pan-acea* de Sonora es la derecha.

¿Hasta cuando se seguirá apoyando un partido "por lo que no es"?; en vez de empezar a revisar lo que Si es, y las propuestas que maneja.

Por aprendizaje empírico podemos deducir que una persona que no tuvo votos con un partido, los tendrá si cambia de color.
Nice.

De la derecha a la ultra-derecha.

2009-07-11T12:18:00.001-07:00

"Algunos vieron en Elías Serrano a un gobernador débil y más proclive a la presión social. En cambio, quienes votaron por Padrés sólo lo hicieron para castigar al gobernador del estado, sin tomar en cuenta su duro talante. El voto de protesta terminó siendo un voto irracional; un sufragio de enojo que pasó por alto la enorme responsabilidad del IMSS en el incendio de ABC y los nexos de parentesco entre la esposa de Felipe Calderón y Marcia Gómez del Campo, principal accionista de ABC. Se castigaron las corruptelas del gobierno de Bours pero se premió el redituable negocio de hacinar niños en bodegas inseguras."

Tomado de :
http://elmonoxoro.blogspot.com/

I'm late. I'm late.

2009-03-27T01:47:00.001-07:00

As usual, sometimes we don't "notice" the other perspective of things until it is too late.
Despise all that; I'm truly conscious that this is not even the tip of the iceberg; there were so many things that I'm sure I didn't even see it, back then.

Insomnia much?

Something like that.

but no, It's non.important.

2009-03-26T01:16:00.000-07:00

Letters crossing of my mind.

J/K. Not really.

2009-03-21T03:47:00.000-07:00

I.
Por alguna razón me he encontrado disgustada con las posibilidades, con haberme dado cuenta que me aleje sin poder decir que nos conocemos.. ¿Por situaciones random?. Las cosas no funcionan así, porque yo sé que no son random. Como no han sido random los mensajes insistentes. No, no lo han sido.
Aún así, me dispersa el timming. No es el momento de revolver lo que ya ha aparecido de una manera estable, pero los ciclos sencillos no se repiten de manera continua. No puedo esperar que regreses.
Estos días, las posibilidades enormes se desplomaron sobre mi cabeza, he estado dispersa durante días y se está extendiendo sobre otras áreas de mi persona. Hago referencias gráficas sobre el efecto de tu distracción, pero es irrelevante. Es externo. Sólo es relevante dentro de mi cabeza, y en la lista de actividades incompletas por perseguir los rastros de unas personas que fuimos hace años.

II.
Si te veo en la calle, probablemente fingiré que no te ví. Han pasado más de 20 meses, probablemente, sin encontrarnos.. Pero, como han venido sucediéndose estos días, no dudo que te encuentre mañana cuando compre mi próximo café o haciendo fila en el super cuando este comprando mi desayuno de la semana.
Después de 20 meses las imágenes de la memoria tienden a diferir en porcentaje significativo de la realidad, y ya paso la época en que acostumbraba perseguir seres mitológicos.

Answer

2009-03-21T03:08:00.001-07:00

I stand on the edge of a broken sky
And I'm looking down, don’t know why

...Im sorry, I guess the training in reading minds* didn't pay off.

2009-03-18T01:01:00.004-07:00

Tengo que tirar mis palabras hacia algun lugar lejano.

...............................................................
No sé porque has vuelto a mi vida destruyendo con imagenes la tranquilidad que tanto trabajo me ha costado. Lo que me ha costado.
Yo entiendo, esta tranquilidad es superflua, es un drama basado en sentimientos banales; pero podría decir que no tenía la explosión en el conflicto, las escenas haiku sobre los accidentados encuentros.

Eso era parte del pasado.

Este es un reclamo, no lo dudes. Lo qué no estoy segura, todavía, es si también debo agradecértelo.

Vous avez accepté . . .

2009-03-16T18:16:00.003-07:00

"What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized. What we call random is just patterns we cant decipher. What we can't understand we call nonsense. What we can't read we call gibberish. There is no free will. There are no variables. There is only the inevitable.” Chuck Palahniuk

There is nothing left for chances;

En vez del personaje unidimensional del cliché...

2008-12-22T19:55:00.002-07:00

¿Recuerdas todas las historias que te escribí? todavía tengo los pedazos guardados en una caja. A veces me arrepentí de haberlo destruido todo. Supongo, que era un paso preliminar para lograr recuperarme. Y lo hice.
Destruir, para recuperar, para construir.
Ahora las cosas parecen dispersas. Sin importancia.

De alguna manera nos superamos.
How fun.

H.

2008-10-26T22:52:00.001-07:00

Tengo historias inexistentes en la punta de mis dedos.

Something old

2008-09-30T22:08:00.005-07:00

:O II

:O

2008-09-30T22:00:00.003-07:00

Straaaaange things happens to little ponies*

Follow the ; link if you want to "meet" the author of these barbarism hahaha

Something -not- new..

2008-09-27T10:54:00.007-07:00

Probably you have seen these too many times, but still..

2008-08-22T00:01:00.001-07:00

Las referencias a películas son solo sentimientos momentáneos.

2008-08-16T17:24:00.002-07:00

..."I'm not afraid to die.
I've been dying a little bit each day since you came ~~back~~ into my life."

pastillas gigantes recámaras secretas

2008-08-10T19:50:00.004-07:00

No sería tan ilusa como para ensalzar con sobrada emoción los días que vienen.
Como siempre, la expectativa es la que me llena de emoción, las posibilidades me hacen sonreír en los momentos más inoportunos y a veces el sentimiento me sobrepasa.
Es bueno, ya que la infinita imposibilidad me atormentaba todos los minutos del día, mis actividades laborales se convirtieron en una amalgama horrenda donde los efectos se mezclaban y mis responsabilidades no terminaban a las 5,06 como estaba estipulado. A veces ni siquiera recordaba ya mis decisiones, y las inclinaciones que un día tuve fueron arrojadas al vacío sin posibilidades de revocarse.

Estos días, esa magnifica palabra me regresa la oportunidad, las actividades ya no son imposibles ni se extienden a las horas que me pertenecen. He retomado el control de ellas y con mis decisiones ese control se extenderá aún más, pronto...

08/10/2008

last breakfast in our universe

2008-07-23T21:05:00.005-07:00

dos conjuntos se intersectan...

2008-07-22T23:10:00.002-07:00

2008-07-16T23:46:00.003-07:00

Como te acercas a mí, en las nebulosas horas.

como las regiones (no legiones) de tus invocados espiritus.

No te acercas como lo hiciste antes. No respondo como lo hice antes.

Hay razones para que la cotidianidad se haya superado por las consecuencias.

Es-tu-pi-di-ty.

As today

2008-07-04T18:33:00.005-07:00

el familiar aroma de la asfixia en mi garganta.
ahí esta otra vez.

Welcome back.*

there is not much that I could do about it.

2008-03-16T16:46:00.002-07:00

Life is funnier.

I <♥>

earth to yanet.hm

2008-02-18T22:25:00.007-07:00

Podría "Elaborar" sobre como me regresas al suelo de un golpazo.
Sobre tus acciones, pensadas, y las mías no tanto.

Pero mejor digo,
maybe next time.

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by all these great things- . . .-
do you know?

you can tell me,.. talk to me.. if you wish to..

2008-01-20T21:00:00.000-07:00

sé como te creas esas imagenes en tu cabeza, a partir de lo que se deduce,
y además, es parte de, como imagino tus rutinas,

Hay tanto detrás, a veces quisiera que no lo hubiera.

2008-01-12T19:05:00.000-07:00

sometimes *(some) my words are, so much, drawn to you.

2008-01-02T19:14:00.000-07:00

Original Release Date: April 24, 2007

I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,

Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect,
I probably still adore you with you hand around my neck,
Or I did last time I checked,

Not shy of a spark,
A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark,
Frightened by the bite though its no harsher than the bark,
Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start,

I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,

But I crumble completely when you cry,
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye,
Im always just about to go and spoil a suprise,
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon,

I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs and a smile!

2007-12-02T12:48:00.000-07:00

We exist between all the words you say.. between what I said.

You know my answers, but sometimes..

2007-11-20T22:29:00.000-07:00

every day,
you pull me away.

-away..

-away . . .

-away . . .

+

2007-11-04T01:06:00.000-07:00

Well, I see you as you take your pride, my lioness
Your defenses seem wise, I cannot press
And detentions are demise, my lioness
Can't you hurt it some?
I think I hurt it

I've seen love and I follow the speed in the starlight
I've seen love and I follow the speed when the stars swept by

And now I select you, (slow now I let you)
See how I stun

SEE HOW I STUN . . .

2007-10-27T16:56:00.000-07:00

no.
I take it back.

I'm sorry,

bow

2007-10-21T21:43:00.000-07:00

You are my center when I spin away/ Out of control on videotape

This.season everywhere.

2007-10-17T23:23:00.000-07:00

These nights everything is getting better. like the beatles would sing.
I'm still very confused for all the things you make me think. and I know, when I'm like this, I'm very happy, Because High-Hopes are the best thing one can feel.embrace.expect.hope. even when is one-sided only. (notice how I have a thing for composed words, maybe I'm making them up) and find it easier to describe how I feel in a colder language than my own. But what it's bothering me, is how you allow me to get closer to you, you are only feeding my madness. oh, the things that I think I could tell you...

I need to look up for the "short stories" book again. Let me read you one story aloud before you fall asleep.

Bossanova.

2007-09-08T21:16:00.000-07:00

the YOU that it is in me.

those days,

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
unexpected ends?

blurry skies and shinny afternoons

2007-08-25T20:16:00.000-07:00

you try.

all the time we were somehow left behind.

not that you should know

2007-08-25T15:31:00.001-07:00

"Tienes que tomar seriedad"
dice mi madre solemnemente.

Me pregunto, ¿Qué más seriedad quiere? .
y me muerdo la lengua, para no despotricar con barbarie y media sobre y acerca de sus conceptos afectados por una religión y/o llamese cultura que hace mucho deje atrás.

Gracias.

The sun dressed them trees in green

2007-08-14T22:47:00.000-07:00

"Is this desire, enough enough
To lift us higher, to lift above

Our love by hour may we two stand when were dead
Between these lands the sun sets, behind his eyes
And joe said,

Is this desire, is this desire, enough enough
To lift us higher, to lift above
Is this desire, enough enough
Enough inside, is this desire"

The words by PJHarvey are new every time I listen to this record, every song recalls stories of life, & is this desire? represents a perfect end (not every record can achieve the perfect closure).. but, when a record, like this one, acomplish to bring together all the stories and leaves you with the feeling of how perfection can mix in a 12 songs listed and ordered where life even can make sense, well, even for a while..
this is one of the perfect records to listen to, when you are driving alone.

at least if you are a girl.

1. "Angelene" – 3:34
2. "The Sky Lit Up" – 1:52
3. "The Wind" – 4:01
4. "My Beautiful Leah" – 1:59
5. "A Perfect Day Elise" – 3:06
6. "Catherine" – 4:05
7. "Electric Light" – 3:04
8. "The Garden" – 4:12
9. "Joy" (Ellis, Harvey) – 3:40
10. "The River" – 4:52
11. "No Girl So Sweet" – 2:45
12. "Is This Desire?" – 3:25

2007-08-03T18:08:00.001-07:00

I don't want fake anymore.
fake scenes, fake words.
empty calls.
fake suburban pictures of altern realities.

. . . . . .

I asked to XXXXXXX today why you rather simplicity over complexity.
that's not natural, you'll see our world is rather complex, in every form of nature, but then I recall: simple people is attracted to simple things.
and I say, well everything would make sense?
except that,no. not really.

001

2007-07-28T18:14:00.000-07:00

The idea of future haunt us every time,.. every afternoon, you smoke, and then,
the US disappears again into the sky, into the ceiling.

2007-07-28T17:26:00.000-07:00

liking you so much is pretty hurting... & distracting too.

I desperately need to get out. clean my head.
&stuff.

2007-06-03T15:55:00.000-07:00

It has been a year now, since I started working in ~~XXX~~ it has been sweet and sour. pretty difficult sometimes, but rewarding most of it.
however, the things I have learned so far, no one could take it away from me,.. and Still,.. I KNOW there is so much to go.

I have been less and less in here, I don't think that there should be all that personal for all to read, in fact it should be less and less personal every time, and that is how is going to be.

but, for the people that now I see less and less, a big hug, and I miss you all, we should do something you know?

2007-05-23T20:02:00.000-07:00

Now that WE are 25, even 26.

It´s great.

I ♥

we are who are

2007-05-01T12:00:00.000-07:00

maybe we don't belong in the same environment.

maybe before,..
antes de que yo me convirtiera en la maraña de sentimientos que usualmente soy.
otra vez.
However,..
.-..-..--.-...-..-..--.-.--.---.-...-.---..-.-..-.-..-.--.-

No.
we don't belong in the same environment.

Sunday learning.

2007-04-02T22:27:00.000-07:00

TODAY IS THE GREATEST.

DAY I'VE EVER KNOWN.

these days are the happiest.

YHM.

2007-03-26T21:48:00.000-07:00

"Minimalism is simple to the point of complexity,"

says Gilbert Brownstone.

2007-03-18T18:13:00.001-07:00

-...

2007-03-06T22:06:00.000-07:00

TRUTH.

2007-03-01T23:50:00.000-07:00

FAMILY VALUES.

2007-03-01T21:53:00.000-07:00

~~OUR CHOICES~~

La diferencia entre realidad y escenas sobrevaluadas.

disarm me with a smile.

2007-02-26T21:38:00.000-07:00

THE OBSTRUCTIONS THAT PREVENT A SYSTEM FROM FACING ITS CURRENT REALITY ARE SELF-IMPOSED.

2007-02-18T21:46:00.000-07:00

Hidden, and out of reach, they reside at the core of our perceptions and find expression in mental models, assumptions, and images. These obstructions essentially set us up, shape our world and chart our future. They are responsible for preserving the system as it is and frustrate its efforts to become what it can be.

2007-02-12T21:26:00.000-07:00

clear clear.

clear now.

2007

2007-01-24T21:13:00.000-07:00

En realidad, I'm too busy to be around here. but these days have been so special, I just want to let everybody know that I'm really fond of having a real life. that my days, even that are overloaded with work, < < that's the way I prefer it to be, >> are like, the best.

xoxo

2006-12-12T21:19:00.000-07:00

early Benchmark. version 1.0

2006-12-06T22:52:00.000-07:00

Benchmark.

according to onthetrack this is a reference of the year.

♥
lots and lots of love.

2006-12-06T22:48:00.000-07:00

In quality management, gemba means the manufacturing floor and the idea is that if a problem occurs, YOU must go there to understand the full impact of the problem, gathering data from all sources.

2006-12-05T21:53:00.000-07:00

4..

2006-12-04T20:14:00.000-07:00

Welcome

my favorite month of the year.
it has been so nice.

oui

2006-11-16T22:07:00.000-07:00

era un tiempo de quererte todo el tiempo, de buscarte entre sabanas y entre los caminitos de la universidad. recuerdo el frío intenso a las 7.50 después de una sencilla clase de redacción donde tuve oportunidad de instruírme en el surrealismo.
sweet&sour. cuando comienza el tiempo de frío siempre vuelve el flashback, abandono.
ahora leo el arte de la guerra y escribo a tinta china negra mis recordatorios: GEMBA, ese lugar donde pasan cosas, "the place where all activities are actually taking place" es ahí donde yo quiero estar.

SI. ahí.

elvis costello evening:

2006-11-12T22:43:00.000-07:00

mi cabeza se pone nebulosa,..

2006-11-12T15:00:00.000-07:00

When chlorofluorocarbons (CFCs)were introduced in the 1930s, for instance, they were viewed as a godsend to industry.
Nonflammable, nontoxic, and noncorrosive,they were widely used for decades in refrigerants and aerosol propellants. Scientists 70 years ago had no idea that their miracle contribution to science and industry would soon threaten environmental and human health worldwide: CFCs are now much better known for eating away the planet’s protective ozone layer. This sort of feedback is the reason ecologists remind us that you can never do just one thing. It teaches advocates of change to look at whole systems, not just single causes, in assessing problems and prescribing solutions.

2006-11-08T12:01:00.000-07:00

yo te digo que no somos,
que no siempre es hoy.
que las imagenes y los aromas no son algo tan subversivo.

me nubla la mente, me flaquean las rodillas,
me muerdo las uñas...
ignore,
delete
~~continue...~~

inc. . .

2006-11-07T19:24:00.000-07:00

a) Inc. . . redible
b) Inc . . . omplete

c) Inc
n.

A Japanese measure of length equal to about two and one twelfth yards. [Written also ink.]

2006-11-05T02:34:00.000-07:00

feeling geeky?

2006-11-02T20:40:00.000-07:00

me encanta mi trabajo pero me es dificil balancearlo

nena y tomboy, es raro.

Im a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl

2006-10-29T06:23:00.000-07:00

Hoy es uno de esos dias en que la felicidad se parece a las mañanas frías, a una taza de café y el aroma que inunda casas por completo, a la voz de björk en medulla, a ilustraciones japonesas, al chocolate blanco y decoraciones minimalistas.

""

2006-10-20T18:54:00.000-07:00

"I recall when our lives where unusual and electric
When we burned with something close to fire. Now we sway to a different rhythm
lives lived without meaning, or even
directed hope
The passage of time measured only by loss"

2006-10-10T22:26:00.000-07:00

analógica

2006-10-08T16:43:00.000-07:00

"TRANSPORTATION is not only a way to move people but also a way to guide land-use and control growth patterns, so as to influence not just traffic routes and modes but also origins and destinations"

2006-10-02T21:10:00.000-07:00

si algo me molesta, es la gente que no ve su realidad.
- Yanet, ¿y tu la ves?

Respuesta:

2006-09-09T15:27:00.000-07:00

Yo digo que no existen las palabras de este mundo.

y yo, sigo siendo translucida

Pero,

2006-09-02T19:19:00.000-07:00

todavia amanece.