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"...the laughter is inside you..."
19 July 2012 @ 12:29 pm
07 October 2012 @ 08:32 pm
"Siempre me pregunto sobre las gotas de lluvia.
Me pregunto cómo es que siempre caen, tropezando de con sus propios pies, rompiéndose las piernas y olvidando sus paracaídas al desplomarse desde el mismo cielo hacia un fin incierto. Es como si alguien estuviera vaciando sus bolsillos sobre la tierra, al parecer sin importarle dónde caiga el contenido, al parecer sin importarle que las gotas de lluvia revienten al pegar en el suelo, que se destrozan al caer al piso, que la gente maldice los días en que las gotas osan golpetear sus puertas.
Yo soy una gota de lluvia.
Mis padres vaciaron sus bolsillos de mí y dejaron que me evaporara en un bloque de concreto."
Extracto de "La piel de Juliette", de Jahereh Mafi. p.17.
Me pregunto cómo es que siempre caen, tropezando de con sus propios pies, rompiéndose las piernas y olvidando sus paracaídas al desplomarse desde el mismo cielo hacia un fin incierto. Es como si alguien estuviera vaciando sus bolsillos sobre la tierra, al parecer sin importarle dónde caiga el contenido, al parecer sin importarle que las gotas de lluvia revienten al pegar en el suelo, que se destrozan al caer al piso, que la gente maldice los días en que las gotas osan golpetear sus puertas.
Yo soy una gota de lluvia.
Extracto de "La piel de Juliette", de Jahereh Mafi. p.17.
21 July 2012 @ 02:23 pm
touched18 July 2012 @ 11:24 pm
Originally posted by 
jdbracknell at post
I've seen various mumblings lately about LJ being quiet, and although many comms seem more active than ever, when it comes to personal entries, a lot of the bloggers I used to read here have left for pastures with word counts leaner. Whether your kink is bondage or baking, Tumblr is great for picture porn, and there's definitely a place for film reviews that read:
But the thing that drew me to LJ was the words, the abundance of words, the LJers who would wax - and not just poetically, but informatively, knowledgeably, and passionately - about their specialist subject, be it film, books, sex, art, equality, that darn boy wizard, design, music, or novelty cupcakes. I've been as guilty as anyone of slipping into the habit of not providing much actual content here - aside from the odd Hipsta pic of my cats doing something stupid - so I throw down a challenge to myself and anyone who wants to play: Blog 100 Things, right here on LJ. (you're also more than welcome to play on DW/Wordpress/any other blogging platform if you'd like to, but if you want to use a banner, you'll need to recode it)
( 100 ThingsCollapse )
Who’s with me?! For the record, I will be posting: 100 Songs That Taught Me Everything I Know. Be afraid, be very afraid.
100things_index
If you have a question/problem etc, please leave it here, where you can also sign up. Please DO NOT leave sign ups and links here in this post. I'm unable to collect and collate them and add them to the index if you don't leave them in the correct place.
I know I have a lot of unanswered comments here, and right now I've just spent 8 hours coding on top of flu, so I'm going go and fall face first into a medicinal red wine... and then I will do my best to answer anything pressing. Thank you for bearing with me ♥.
jdbracknell at post100 Things, because our f-page needs YOU!
I've seen various mumblings lately about LJ being quiet, and although many comms seem more active than ever, when it comes to personal entries, a lot of the bloggers I used to read here have left for pastures with word counts leaner. Whether your kink is bondage or baking, Tumblr is great for picture porn, and there's definitely a place for film reviews that read:
Saw #thehungergames. Not as good as book. @lennykravitz, marry me?
But the thing that drew me to LJ was the words, the abundance of words, the LJers who would wax - and not just poetically, but informatively, knowledgeably, and passionately - about their specialist subject, be it film, books, sex, art, equality, that darn boy wizard, design, music, or novelty cupcakes. I've been as guilty as anyone of slipping into the habit of not providing much actual content here - aside from the odd Hipsta pic of my cats doing something stupid - so I throw down a challenge to myself and anyone who wants to play: Blog 100 Things, right here on LJ. (you're also more than welcome to play on DW/Wordpress/any other blogging platform if you'd like to, but if you want to use a banner, you'll need to recode it)
( 100 ThingsCollapse )
Who’s with me?! For the record, I will be posting: 100 Songs That Taught Me Everything I Know. Be afraid, be very afraid.
ATTENTION 100 THINGERS
! I have moved this whole thing to a comm:100things_indexIf you have a question/problem etc, please leave it here, where you can also sign up. Please DO NOT leave sign ups and links here in this post. I'm unable to collect and collate them and add them to the index if you don't leave them in the correct place.
I know I have a lot of unanswered comments here, and right now I've just spent 8 hours coding on top of flu, so I'm going go and fall face first into a medicinal red wine... and then I will do my best to answer anything pressing. Thank you for bearing with me ♥.
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artistic18 July 2012 @ 09:08 pm
...Mal de amor. Frase bien conocida, entre los enamorados y los solteros. ¿Razón? El amor se encuentra en todos lados, existe el amor correspondido, el que no lo es, el abandonado, el muerto, etcétera, etcétera. Pero, ¿qué tal que el mal de amores fuera lo que dice su nombre, una enfermedad real y mortal? Entonces, éste sería más temido que nunca, el miedo a enamorarse, incluso miedo a conocer gente con la posibilidad de que éste aparezca entre las personas, extendiéndose por el mundo.
