diciembre 24, 2008

El bló de Eileen

Me llego hace unos días un mensaje via Facebook:

Mi bló.
Por si tienen un rato de ocio o son la mitad de morbosos que yo, pásele a visitar mi radiografía semántica, recién inaugurada con fines terapéuticos.
http://cronicasdescalzas.blogspot.com/
See you there,
Eileen.

Ekaterina, una mini-novela en Facebook

Ekaterina, una novela por Facebook

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March 23 at 2:58pm
Ekaterina says:
hi))))
thanx for all the things u've sent me!!!))) that's very nice of u,really!)))
russian mafia in london?....hm...))) sounds interesting)))
I like piano music...actually I dnt have any cds with smthing of that kind but usually when I hear beautiful piano music I really enjoy it!))) it's smthing real...it makes me forget about some everyday problems for several minutes...and just enjoy it....))))

Ares writes to her:
March 27 at 9:30pm
HELLO !
Katey,
I am really sorry I have not written these days, I had to travel.
But I am back in the office, and I now send you a short poem from Octavio Paz, a mexican poet I love so much.
Hope everything is all right and to hear from you soon.
Take care.
Ares.

FIRST A FRAGMENT OF MY PERSONAL FAVORITE
"Piedra de Sol" (SUN STONE)
SUN STONE (FRAGMENT)
I go among your body as among the world,
your belly the sunlit center of the city,
your breasts two churches where are celebrated
the great parallel mysteries of the blood,
the looks of my eyes cover you like ivy,
you are a city by the sea assaulted,
you are a rampart by the light divided
into two halves, distinct, color of peaches,
and you are saltiness, you are rocks and birds
beneath the edict of concentrated noon

and dressed in the coloring of my desires
you go as naked as my thoughts go naked,
I go among your eyes as I swim water,
the tigers come to these eyes to drink their dreams,
the hummingbird is burning among these flames,
I go upon your forehead as on the moon,
like cloud I go among your imagining
journey your belly as I journey your dream,
your loins are harvest, a field of waves and singing,
your loins are crystal and your loins are water,
your lips, your hair, the looks you give me, they
all night shower down like rain, and all day long
you open up my breast with your fingers of water,
you close my eyelids with your mouth of water,
raining upon my bones, and in my breast
the roots of water drive deep a liquid tree,
I travel through your waist as through a river,
I voyage your body as through a grove going,
as by a footpath going up a mountain
and suddenly coming upon a steep ravine
I go the straitened way of your keen thoughts
break through to daylight upon your white forehead
and there my spirit flings itself down, is shattered
now I collect my fragments one by one
and go on, bodiless, searching, in the dark....
Octavio Paz

Is so beautiful, ah.
Here you can find some quotes of him...
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/octavio_paz/quotes

Some days later Ares told:
March 27 at 9:34pm
And I wanted to share with you this BEAUTIFUL piano piece....
Is so emotional !!!!!
Good Luck, and happy day !
A hug from Ares.

Ekaterina aswered:
March 28 at 12:19pm
hi))))
thanx for the music!! u r right -it's fantastic! so emotional,dynamic and alive!!! just great!
and about Octavio Paz...u know,I cant say that I really like poetry because usually it's rather hard for me to understand it,to get the idea,to get the meaning that the author implied there..so I cant estimate poetry..in general..of course the fragment that u sent me is beautifully written...but anyway,I prefer prose.it's more understandable for me I think)))...and also I think that if I could read it in the original language it would be much better and even more beautiful than in english! but I cant speak this language...)))
I'm sorry that I couldnt share ur emotions about the author..of course I could say "oh yeah,that's one of the best things I've ever read!!" and smthing like this. but I just wanted to be honest and say what I really think)))

Yo:
March 29 at 11:03am
You know...
I like so much your honesty, really... good friendships and relationships are fueled by that spirit. Thanks.
I guess I like Octavio Paz because, he writes about everything... he is a poet, but he also is essayist and writes wonderfully in every gender (is a Nobel Prize). I admire him because I am mexican, and he is too, but he reached a great success in all the world.
I like poetry, and understand it (i think I understand it), because I have dedicated huge amounts of time to understand creative processes in writing, and I have a poet soul... I feel the same need to express my feelings and make some footprint in the life of my friends... the need to share feelings and points of view... or simple ideas, like metaphors...
(even when I have not written something really trascendent in the last 2 years....)
I guess that i need to get in love or something new... travel.. meet new people who makes my passion rise... but...
Actually I write Technology articles for the Newspaper... but not the same as poetry.
I am trying to figure out a novel... but is a work for years...
I wanted to tell you about this writing and poetry thing...
But is not the only thing in my life, so we can talk about whatever you want...
Hope you are happy today, have fun !!
=D

Ekaterina said:
March 29 at 12:21pm
hi)))
I respect creative people,no matter what exactly they do-paint,write,create sculptures or whatever! so that's great,I think,that u have a poet soul as u said))) and also that's good that u've found a way of expressing ur feelings this way...I think that u must be lucky because of that!!))) cuz not everyone has such a writing talent.and not everyone can express his/her feelings and ideas by means of words. so good luck to u in this creative and interesting,but at the same time demanding and not so simple sphere!!!!...who knows,maybe one day I'll see ur books in bookstores or will hear ur name on tv!!!)))

Later in Christmas Ares wrote to her this mensaje.
At 4:42pm
HELLO !!
Happy days to you!!
Great new year, good vibes and a hug... I hope to visit soon Russia!
the next year....
See you!

End of the story.



abril 19, 2008




Recientemente descubrí Battlestar Galactica y debo decir que es una serie bastante interesante. Recuerdo que hace unos años, cuando tenía cable, ví un par de capítulos. Pero ahora, gracias a una visita una ofertota en los discos, me inicié en esta serie.
Llamó mi interés porque explora muchos aspectos que siempre me han interesado, la ciencia ficción, la robótica, la tecnología, lapolítica y la religión... esta especie de Space Opera, integra todo esto de una manera bastante buena...
Por fin comienzo a encontrar fans de la serie en la red !

marzo 27, 2008

Unas palabras invaluables

Esta tarde al regresar de comer me encontré con estas joyas hermosas que mi amiga, hermana Elisa, Querida Licha, tuvo a bien escribirme.


"Y no se le olvide que los milagros suceden. Que es por eso que vivimos, que es por eso que amamos, que es por eso que tenemos poder de recuperarnos de las pérdidas, de las caídas, de los fracasos; que es por eso que dos personas como usted y yo nos hemos encontrado siendo el tiempo y el espacio infinitos... Si usted y yo ya nos encontramos, tenga fe que encontrará también a la que busca!

Y si no
aparece, aquí estoy yo para escucharlo, para consentirlo, para abrazarlo, para apapacharlo, para platicar del tiempo espacio en el que vive aquella que no llega y aún así le hace suspirar. Aquí estoy yo para que llore en mi hombro, para que se refugie en mis brazos, para que ría a mi lado, para que nos contemos chistes, para que nos hagamos felices mientras dura la existencia.

Te quiero mucho Jorge. Más de lo que las palabras a veces me dan para expresar, pero es tu afecto una de las joyas que luce mi corazón. Te amo hermanito..."


Estas son las cosas que me hacen seguir adelante cuando el horizonte se me llena de fantasmas...








marzo 08, 2008

La importancia de un celular

Hace unos días recibí un mail del buen Rivas, un amigo de la Universidad del cuál tengo recuerdos ambivalentes... por un lado, siempre me cayó bien, a pesar de que siempre me decía "haragán", creo que no lo hacía por molestar, era su estilo de hacer crítica constructiva. Anyway, miren lo que le pasó a su celular:

Acto seguido, procedió a mandar un mail, con el siguiente contenido:

" Hola a todos, por favor echenme un "lo siento", en favor de mi difunto celular que gracias a los altos standares de seguridad del DF, dejó de existir este viernes (anexa imagen), por el momento no tengo cel personal, pero esta el de la oficina en donde les podré contestar cuando pueda (para los sensibles, no se sientan mal si no les contesto luego luego y de manera seria), como en el pobre cerebro de mi cel se encontraban sus telefonos y no todos estaban en el sim ni en la palm, le pido que me manden su cel y de una vez su fecha de cumpleaños y las niñas lindas sus medidas jajaja. Un abrazo. El buen Rivas"

Cada día el celular, se convierte en una parte de nuestar vida, sin el cuál no deberíamos salir a la calle. Yo me pregunto qué tantas oportunidades pierde y qué tantos reisgos corre alguien que ya no tiene celular en estos días... Así que a tener celular y usarlo o mejor posible. Ah y aprendan la lección, cuantos teléfonos tienen sin guardar en otros lugares... mejor bajenlos a su compu o hagan una listita del tradicional papelito.

febrero 21, 2008

Tino Rangatiratanga


Tino rangatiratanga.

Tino rangatiratanga is most commonly translated as meaning self-determination, although some people believe this translation is problematic.

Some state that tino rangatiratanga in an educational context, refers to the realignment of power relations in schools, specifically in relation to the decision-making process.

Others view tino rangatiratanga from an educational perspective as “representing the need for indigenous people to being the mission, the kaupapa (philosophy) of their work within their own cultural value systems” In this way, they place tino rangatiratanga as a core value for Mäori education.

THERE IS A SONG I LOVE TO HEAR WHEN I FEEL MY SOUL LIKE WANDERING THROUGH AN ABYSS.