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19 Diciembre 2006

One more

Be your own guru.

Read carefully all the shit that comes to you.

Fuck most of the gurus around.

And learn from yourself.

There's too many telling you "how to be you"

Learn from just being yourself and, if it's not working , then change....

Too many shit.

And you'll be smelling.....

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19 Diciembre 2006

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Stay With Her Intensity
To a Point

"When a woman gets emotionally intense, a mediocre man wants to calm her down and discuss it, or leave and come back later when she is "sane."A superior man penetrates her mood with imperturbable love and unwavering consciousness. If she still refuses to live more fully in love, after a time, he lets her go...."

If you are like most men, you probably aren't too fond of feminine bad moods and hysterical emotions. You may find yourself wondering, why is she so complicated? What's her problem? You may find yourself saying, "Just calm down and take it easy." The feminine bad mood is so foreign and dark to you that you may actually find it somewhat repulsive. And when your woman really goes wild, a part of you is afraid of the damage she might do. Her emotions are so much more wild and less predictable than yours that you'd rather not be around them.
Basically, most men are afraid of, or disgusted by, feminine emotions. That's why you try to fix them or escape from them.
"I'll come back later when you can act like a reasonable human being," you might say.
One of the deepest feminine pleasures is when a man stands full, present, and unreactive in the midst of his woman's emotional storms. When he stays present with her, and loves her through the layers of wildness and closure, then she feels his trust ability, and she can relax.
The way you relate to your woman's chaos reflects the way you react to the chaos of the world. If you are the kind of man who needs everything placed neatly in its nice little box, then you will also try to box your woman's emotions. If you are the kind of man who would rather hire other people to take care of the chaos in your attic, or the chaos of your finances, you would probably also rather leave it to someone else to take care of the chaos of your woman.

You can, however, train yourself to master the world—financially, creatively, spiritually—by learning how to be free and loving in the chaos of your woman's emotions. And you do so by standing your ground and loving so strongly that only love prevails. You can't quit when you seem to fail, but rather, you must learn from your failures and return to love. Give your gift. Like wrestling a steer or surfing ocean waves, mastery involves blending with your woman's powerful energy and feeling the rise and fall of the moment, without lapsing in presence for a second.
You're going to get stamped on by the steer, you're going to get swamped by the ocean, and you're going to get hurt by your woman. This is how you learn. You get up, dust yourself off, swim to shore, and turn and face your woman again. The only options are fear or mastery. You can quit, you can choose small steer and tiny waves, you can wait for your woman to calm down, or you can even threaten her. Or, you can take the moment as a challenge to your ability to conquer the world, and your woman, with love.
Keep your breath full. Keep your body strong. Keep your attention present. No matter what your woman says or does, give her love. Press your belly into her. Smile. Scream and then lick her face. Do whatever it takes to crack the shell of her closure, get your love inside that crack, and touch her heart. Learn to enjoy her anger, her tears, her silent hardness. The world will give you the same at times.

The game of life is to find each situation workable, to transform each occasion through the magnification of love, to give your fullest gift in every moment, and to have no attachments to the outcome, knowing it's all going to rise and fall and rise again. You have mastered women and the world when no desire either to avoid or attain sways your loving or limits your freedom....

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19 Diciembre 2006

Ever listening

Tolerating Her
Leads to Resenting Her

A man gets resentful and frustrated with his woman when he is too afraid, weak, or unskilled to penetrate her moods and tests into love. He wishes she were easier to deal with. But it is not entirely her fault that she is bitchy and complaining. It is also a reflection of her lack of being penetrated by love. When a man resigns, and simply tolerates his woman's self-destructive moods, it is a sign of his weakness. His attitude has become one of wanting to escape women and the world, rather than wanting to serve women and the world into love. A man shouldn't tol- erate bitchy and complaining moodiness in his woman, but he should serve her and love her with every ounce of his skill and perseverance. Then, if she cannot or will not open in love, he might decide to end his relationship with her, harboring no anger or resentment, because he knows he has done everything he could.

- At this point I don't think that I have the skills....
- As i haven't changed my addiction to ciggarettes....
- I've tried to serve with every ounce of my skills....

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18 Diciembre 2006

Bancate ese defecto.

Bancate ese defecto
Charly García.

Están pasando demasiadas cosas raras
para que todo pueda seguir tan normal.
Desconfío de tu cara de informado
y de tu instinto de supervivencia.
Hace tiempo que no leo ni veo nada
porque me ofende que todo esté tan mal.
Y hasta las personas lindas me dan rabia
y los chicos y las chicas no hacen nada por cambiar.
Porque algún día se va a abrir esta trampa mortal
pero hasta entonces llevarás en tu cara una sombra.
Y yo te digo Eh!
bancate ese defecto
no es culpa tuya si la nariz no hace juego en tu cara.
Y yo te digo Eh!
Bancate ese defecto
aunque te arregles las gomas nena
seguirás siendo rara.
Mutilados, desnutridos, ojo de vidrio, muestra tu cicatriz
marineros, maricones, embolsados,
bailan la danza de la inteligencia.
Están pasando demasiadas cosas raras
para que todo pueda seguir tan normal
Todo el mundo me conoce por la cara
todo el mundo se da cuenta por la forma de bailar.
Y yo te digo Eh!
bancate ese defecto
no es culpa tuya si la nariz no hace juego en tu cara.
Y yo te digo Eh!
Bancate ese defecto
aunque te arregles las gomas nena
seguirás siendo rara.

Cope with it.
Charly Garcia

There's too many wierd things happening
for everything to still be so normal.
I don't trust your academic face.
And your survival instinct.
I stopped reading and watching anything long time ago
because it offends me that everyhting is so wrong.
Even beautiful people upsets me
and girls and boys won't do anything to change.
Because one day this mortal trap is gonna open
but until then you'll carry a shadow in your face.
And i tell you Eh!
Cope with.
It's not you fault if your nose doesn't match with your face.
And i tell you Eh!
cope with.
Even if you fix your hair baby
you'll still be weird.
Mutilated, undernourished, glass eye. Show your scar.
Sailors, gay people, broken ones,
dancing the dance of intelligence.
There's too many wierd things happening
for everything to still be so normal.
Everyone knows me for my face
everyone knows by the way i dance.
And i tell you Eh!
Cope with.
It's not you fault if your nose doesn't match with your face.
And i tell you Eh!
cope with.
Even if you fix your hair baby
you'll still be weird.

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15 Diciembre 2006

More faces for tracy

Tracy... haha

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15 Diciembre 2006

Amor

"Y es que no he muerto de Amor
pero el Amor nunca muere....."

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14 Diciembre 2006

Kill me because I'm dying

So.... if I say I miss you and I feel it then I think it isn't a healthy feeling.
You see, sometimes I see myself living an story that has evolved to a point that another part of myself is still not aware of. A part that just can't update itself. It's like two beings in the same ..... territory? In the same space....

So.... if I say I miss you and I feel it then I think that I'm not truly loving you. All the opposite, I think that my happiness is depending of you and that I'm not able to be happy by myself....

Bad shit, I know.....

It's being with me since I had my first girlfriend and still seems an impossible task to accomplish.....

today I just sent you a message.

Think it's getting better somehow. I just had to send it and then occupy my time. Feeling that I'm enough without you.

See babe? I'm not superman. And my issues can't be solved by just acknowledging them. They're really tough and hard to get over....

All in all. this song says what I mean in a subtle way.

I don't want to need you sills.

But fuck, I do.

still a human
still a human....

Caifanes - Matenme porque me muero (1986)

When I die and I have to be burried.
I want it with one of your pictures.
so I won't be scared when I'm underground.
so I won't forget your face.
so I can imagine how's to be with you.
and feel myself a little alive.

Kill me because I'm dying
Kill me because I can't
Kill me because I'm dying
Kill me because I can't

This disease is incurable.
This disease is like valium.

When I die and I have to be burried.
I want it with candies and not with stones.
In case that you come to see me
I'll be eternally gone.
Like giving you just flowers
I'll keep a thousand stars for you.

Kill me because I'm dying
Kill me because i can't
Kill me because I'm dying
Kill me because I can't.

Caifanes - Avientame (1994)

El genio de Markovich.....

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13 Diciembre 2006

El arquetipo judeo-cristiano (solo por sonar guevon o estudiado)

Quiza es la mierda de ser ilegal.
Quiza la mierda de ser lo que soy, ser feliz y ver la vida no manifestarlo...
Quiza es lo poco que tengo...
Quiza es que es dicimiebre y siempre se me olvida...
Por si las moscas....

Por si me acuerdo.....

El crucifijo - Fobia (1990)

No pesa....
No pesa....

Feliz navidad.
De veras =)

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