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"One of the smallest , independent kingdoms in the ciberuniverse. Nothing fancy. Population? Just me, myself and my jaguars, my movies and my books (and, at this very moment, YOU). Hided and secret like Skull Island or Opar, the ancients in Guelyland use to read the scrools of a minor god called Voor-Hes.
Most of the treasures of Guelyland are made of paper, plastic and vinyl.Guelyland dreams with expanding in deep more then in surface. The music of Nik Kershaw has been heard here. There are apes, lots of apes in Guelyland. Woody Allen and Bob Hope visit it quite often. Here we love books (the Kingdoms Library is both celebrated and secret) Here we are atheists but very tolerant and think of god a bit too often and much. Guelyland is, the stuff my dreams are made of..."

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Thursday, June 11, 2009

CH-CH-CH-CH-CHANGES!

There's no real mistery. I know. But how people changes. What is good today, will be bad tomorrow. What was enough, too little. Love will become indifference. Warm will be cold. Passion will transform in routine. Of course the opposite happens too but we are busy enjoying it or we just take it for granted. And, like bad news in the papers, we simply pay often more attention to the negative. Many times we don't care or notice it because not everyone we know has the same value for us (who's to blame but human nature). And I'm sure many times we may misstreat someone without intention, ignoring it. When we don't need it we don't care. But maybe that is the way it is and we idealize ourselves as human beings. Sometimes we don't even have time to care or we just don't wanna waste our time feeling guilty. But i guess, most of the time we are enjoying someone else. The focus of attention is just another one. The mistery, the surprise of changes comes when we see an old picture or video, read an old letter or remember a, now, obsolete memory. Yeah, I'm talking about a woman...

4 comments:

Gigi Peligro said...

I think that ch ch ch changes are absolutely neccesary... but as times goes by you´ll be lucky if you find someone who changes with you and fights the battle of routine!

Guely of Sweden said...

True!

Dave said...

Pienso que a nuestras edades, ya deberías estar pensando a quíen le vas a dejar toda tu vasta colección de enciclopedias, videos, vinilos, compacts, cintas, y todo ese gran conocimiento que has acumulado ante la sociedad aquí en Lima, y allá en Sweden, pienso y eso me da escalofrias también por lo que poseo, por eso no me vanaglorio de lo poco que he conseguido, porque mi querido amigo dejame decirte en buen castellano, que lo heredamos de la colonizadores españoles, que ante Dios, o lo que se le pueda llamar la muerte, no podremos llevarnos a donde quiera que vaya nuestra "chispa", y sigue d´`andome los escalofrios de saber en que lúgubre rincón acabaran todas esas cosas y todo el conocimiento recojido con nuestras memorias, cuando los gusanos acaben con ella...
¿Lo has meditado?
Eso si es realmente combatir contra la rutina... y a nuestro tiempo, pensar en cambios.... es como querer cambiar el enivitable ocaso por un sol que se pone al frente cada mañana!!.

Guely of Sweden said...

Jolines, Usía! Cómo siempre usté por las ramas pero en esta ocasión de manera digna de un argonauta navegador en el maremagnum de la sapiencia esotérica y mística!! Que prestándome términos de tauromaquia me permitiré brindarle oreja y rabo! Oreja la mía que el rabo vaya su excelencia a ver donde se lo consiga ya que como dijo el hidalgo desnudo vine desnudo me voy ni gano ni pierdo!Santas galimatías, Batman!

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