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Debería de ser yo mas inconsciente como cuando uno tiene menos años no creo ya en la efectividad y el facilismo desesperado que se encuentra en la explicación de la velocidad de los hechos y el efímero presente. Debería de ser yo más inconsciente. Ya nadie se aferra a las mañanas claras ni a la noche que resguarda. La consciencia trae consigo la ansiedad propia del que espera. La espera por la consciencia por terminar. Debería yo ser más inconsciente y enterrar de una vez y para siempre esta ansiedad.

21/01/08

Between 25 and 30 and still you didn’t get your degree? Between 25 and 30 and you are still single? Welcome!!…mind you, you are member of my generation, which I could call it in many ways…such as…the Lost Generation, but it was already used…the X Generation…too kitschy.
I think we are part of a quite characteristic generation. First, we are, lets say, the “children of democracy”-in the case that democracy is something that really exists- we are the children of fathers and mothers who really had to fight for what the wanted; they grew up seeing and suffering a dictatorship, something they did not choose, something that was imposed. They fought against that. That, and other factors, made them grow with ideals, with real ideals, they wanted to change things. We, the children, we were born and grew up in a place where everything was already made. We grew up with the “you have to prepare yourself for the future”, and suddenly the future was here. I personally grew up with most of my mom’s ideals, in the sense that, I’ve always believed that everything was possible, that a better world is possible, I grew up believing in justice, love, and honesty. You would say “ok. Your mom sounds like a retired hippie” and yes, she is in a way. My friends’ parents if not retired hippies, they belong to a generation which believed in certain things and passed them to their children, that means, to us. The problem arrives when those ideals clash with our present situation, a world that is far away from those things our fathers wanted to achieve, a world which, in many cases is in decay, you like it or not. The delayed part comes when we compare ourselves with our parents. At their 25 or 30 years old, they had a degree or were already married, or were already divorced. We are not. Most of the people of my own age are in that situation…we joke about it, we make fun of it, in order to make that little frustration a little bit lighter; but in our young hearts, we know that we had have troubles doing things “on-time”. And although we still want to get our degrees, we still want to marry and have children; we feel that we are or that we were delayed. Despite all this, we still have the strenght to keep on going.

Move the pieces in the right way
Everything is mathematical
No illusions here, no emotions
If you feel, you may fail.
The queen and the king,
Expecting in their positions
The servants,
Do the work.
Everything is mathematical
Be cautious, be patient
Stare at me, do not blink
If you do, you may fall.

This is all about being on this side
Or the other
No middle terms
Unless I move quick
And checkmate.

The most influential an significant band from all times. Two of the four are gone. But they are still alive. I grew up listening to The Beatles, thank you mom for that. For me December 8th is not the I-do-not-what-Virgen-Mary, for me is a new anniversary of John Lennon’s dead. And yesterday was the 40th anniversary of the realease od Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band which was a shock wave for many people, breaking all type of musical structure. It was and is one of the emblematic, if not the most emblematic album of The Beatles. I can imagine…back in the 60’s, grasping the 70’s…if it did blowed my mind in the 90’s…i do not even want to think what it would have produced in me back in those times. Simply shocking.
Now I will tell you an anecdote: my mom had all, I mean all The Beatles’s albums, all of them, neatly saved and legally bought. When she met my dad, she “gave” him ALL OF THEM. note: I do not know my dad. But when my mom told me proudly that she had all the albums, I innocently asked: “where are they, at grandma’s?” “No”, was the answer. “your dad has them”. Nooooooooo. I cursed fate. Anyway, I thank my mom from the bottom of my heart to have introduced me John, George, Ringo, and Paul. Still today I listen to The Beatles, and I travel back and forward to anywhere I want. They are timeless. They are great. They generate every type of emotion one can think of. So, happy birthday Sgt. Peppers, and thank you for braking the structure.

  • Is there any more frightening than the lack of hope?
  • I don’t feel safe.
  • Primary School.
  • Anguish.
  • I can’t wait for the rest of my life.
  • My beliefs are getting weaker.
  • I want some hot chocolate.
  • Need to see you.
  • I demand to see you.
  • Apple Tree.
  • Cold.
  • Starting to feel deprived of reasons to move on.
  • I’m old.
  • I’m getting anxious. And I hated it.
  • Wont’ go to my shrink any more.
  • I would like you to read me.
  • Tears do not go away.
  • Where are my toys?
  • Where is my dad?