lunes, 2 de febrero de 2009

videolectura: C.Bukowski.


just listen, while u read.



justo para lo de abajo y como hacía rato no subía por acá (o algún lado), 2, y del mismo.

Waits y Bono, que loco, no?

The Laughing Heart


The laughing heart.

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

Charles Bukowski

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"dear freedom, i thank U so much.. for letting me being me to be.."

chukles.

odd, but if u think it over (and over and so..), true.

V.

roll the dice

long time not seen bló..

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roll the dice


if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
otherwise, don’t even start.

if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.

go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a
park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.

if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like
that.
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with
fire.

do it, do it, do it.
do it.

all the way
all the way.

you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, its
the only good fight
there is.


Charles Henry Bukowski
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curiosas y fieles letras.. creo que todos somos unos ñoños en el fondo,
hasta este viejo poeta lo fué y por lo tanto lo dejamos en inglés.

me pudo..

si así viviéramos cada acción, qué pasión.. volver al 1er amor. (no hablo literalmente), me recordó la declaración del Socialismo
. ¿Alguno la ha leído?

Sobre a los autores:

Una exquisita mezcla de letras brillantes en un lienzo negro multicolor. De aquí y de allá.
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