Michael Jackson

"Consciousness expresses itself through creation. This world we live in is the dance of the creator. Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye. But the dance lives on. On many an occasion when I am dancing, I have felt touched by something sacred. In those moments, I felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists.

I become the stars and the moon. I become the lover and the beloved. I become the victor and the vanquished. I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song. I become the knower and the known. I keep on dancing...then it is the eternal dance of creation. The creator and creation merge into one wholeness of joy. I keep on dancing...and dancing...and dancing. Until there is only... the dance."

Michael Jackson

Live in Paris

So yeah! As you might know my trip to Paris went with the flu. Though and once I'm quite persistent look what I just bought...

I haven't watched it yet but I will for sure! Today! And why the fuck isn't Yuki in the CDs too?

4 weddings and a funeral.

The other day I was watching this film when this marvelous poem came along...

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Funeral Blues
de W.H. Auden

Time is luck!

Like anybody else I have things I trully like and others that I hate but for some reason the things I do like are the most ridiculous, strange and useless things ever!

Let us see...

I love my friends and to talk in english, I love purple and white nail polish, purple things in general, my lovely family, to eat and to sleep more than recomendable, laptop and cell phone, beach, rain, clouds, scream, tanned skin specially mine, my pink trousers, E.R, Jamiroquai, Internet, bread with nothing on it, to talk, sunglasses, eggplants, fruit, walk around naked, bikinis, to wax, my varanda, the sea, my best friend, my 2 partners in stupid things, MJ, Hyde, the sound of a good sax, the orange thingy on MSN, iTunes...

And I could be here forever but I won't...because the thing is that I like my time. And time is luck! I will make good use of mine...

Beaching...

Today I had a terribly hard day. I woke up EARLY because I wanted to go to the beach with my sister and her friends but they said the wrong beach and so we walked miles to go to the right one...

For some reason I love beach and so I didn't care about this little fact. But then they were gone and I was there with my sister all by ourselfs when a friend of mine from my previous school came along. I saw him and he saw me but we didn't speak! Awkward situation!

Then a friend of mine called me saying that we had a meeting in another beach...

So let us catch the train to the other beach...the windy and unprotected one!

And we had to go and drink something...and in the midtime we still had the chance to go walk in another one with some other friends (my sister's second group).

Beaching and bitching all the way right?

An horrible day, a terrible loss

Thursday, 25 th June 2009 - Mr. Michael Jackson dies victim of a cardiac arrest.
The author of Thriller, the album that sold the best, and the first afro-american in MTV dissapeared forever after some surgeries and some problems with the police.
I'm deeply sad (particulary because I was a fan and an admirer of his work as a dancer) and hugely admired because after all he was just 50 years old and thought the face was not the best he had anounced 50 concerts in London. The final ones.

I will always remember MJ and I'm not the only one.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Xs9OQHpwDE

*griefing and blogging*

Seventh Heaven

Today I was not really in the seventh heaven but there was something that made me think I was: Seventh Heaven.

It's the best heaven ever actually. You can forget about all those films and songs about heaven's and specially the best ones (the ones in the 7th degree, right?). Those are just to idiot!

The best Seventh Heaven was made to make me happy and by L'Arc~en~Ciel.

The videoclip stars the band and a bunch of colourful dancers. Hyde changed his hair once again and the black dreads were invented for him!

And he really tries to dance even thought the result is just funny and not really professional.

Tetsu is happy, Yuki is Yuki and Ken seems bored which makes the video even better.

And just because I don't know the lyrics, it doens't mean I won't feel happier listening to this song!

So how the fuck do you hate this song? How? How? How??

Remember that the answer is in the minute thirty one! xd