Vamos bailando querida

14.04.2019

A Miriam Catherina

Las gotas del cinismo

corroen mi cabeza

Pocas mentiras quedan por creer

Pocas verdades son del todo ciertas

 

El mundo es un juego sombrío

donde el que gana pierde

y el que pierde no existe

 

Sobre demasiados campos reina el veneno

Sobre muchos cuerpos pocos reinan…

 

Yo fui niño y vi el cielo como un horizonte

Lavé la cara del mundo con poemas

Arranqué flores para mi madre

Y tuve amistades para siempre

 

Eventualmente aprendí a temer sin saber

y olvidé cómo llorar

Me hice grande sin crecer,

amante sin amar,

sentí el odio del momento,

mío

sin serlo,

heredado de tantas tragedias

antes de mi propio nombre

 

Pero mi vida, que no es un drama,

es una red de contradicciones,

es un cuento sin fin ni trama,

una vorágine de oximorones,

y hoy sin embriagarme te miro

borracho de tus sabores,

contagiado de tu sonrisa,

feliz por tus ilusiones

 

Vamos cantando querida,

bailando entre los leones.

 

El Matallana

 

 

Description XI

“Yes I feel the same way, we connected deeply and that is very meaningful for me in this world so full of superficiality. Looking forward to more experiences together that the future will bring!

Glad to hear you are enjoying Malta, I think you will find that you are just at the beginning of something greater than you had imagined, just continue to be honest, healthy, and put one foot in front of the other and you will surprise yourself later with what you have accomplished.

I liked both poems that you sent, both very honest well spoken and relatable.

Berlin is going along just fine. Same mandala of craziness and peace spinning in my brain. The summer has been beautiful, I’ve really let go of a lot of negative energies and am happy to be seeing some evidence of progress with myself in my goals of becoming a better human being. Releasing an EP of electronic music in late October which will be a load off my mind to be finished with, and hoping to have a very creatively productive fall and winter.

Thank you for the invitation! Let’s see how im feeling come the dark cold months here in Berlin and maybe you might be able to convince me to come for a little while to visit after all ahaha, until then lots of love from Berlin!”

Alex – 29.09.2016

Life is the game

“Life is the game that must be played:
This truth at least, good friend, we know;
So live and laugh, nor be dismayed
As one by one the phantoms go.”

Ballad By The Fire – Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869 – 1935)

 

General info:

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/edwin-arlington-robinson

http://www.earobinson.com/pages/HisLife.html

 

Our kiss

26.09.2016

 

I know they also told you

about fear

and hate

us being excluded

from their feast

from our fate

from our fading eternity

 

You learned very well how to hide

and eventually forgot

that longing

for truth

and denied

a lovely place in our smile

where our life is our destiny

 

Our kiss is the kiss

from that time

when first two were really surprised

finding darkness, sadness

and light

beyond one’s cage of body or mind

caressing chaos with synergy

 

El Matallana

I’ll Slip Away – Sixto Rodriguez

And I’ll forget about the girl that said no
Then I’ll tell who I want where to go
And I’ll forget about your lies and deceit
And your attempts to be so discreet

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

And you can keep your symbols of success
Then I’ll pursue my own happiness
And you can keep your clocks and routines
Then I’ll go mend all my shattered dreams

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

‘Cause you’ve been down on me for too long
And for too long I just put you on
Now I’m tired of lying and I’m sick of trying
Cause I’m losing who I really am
And I’m not choosing to be like them

And if you get bored and you got loneliness
Or it’s dislike for me you express
I won’t care if you’re right or you’re wrong
I won’t care cause you see I’ll be gone

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

Maybe today, yeah
Maybe today, yeah
Maybe today, yeah girl
I’ll slip away

Sixto Rodriguez (1942)- I’ll slip away (1967)

For more info go to:

http://sugarman.org/

Home

Mi corazón con honra

15.05.2016

 

Mi corazón

salta y hace ruidos

pero no siempre se escucha,

el amor que siente

sin objeto

es una fuente pura,

cuando se brinda crece

sus gotas locas no agotan

moja el mundo de sentido

dando vida a las cosas

 

Mi corazón

ya ha sufrido

el olvido y la derrota

pero el amor que siente

es creciente

como la luna y las olas

busca bordes que desborda

ahoga verdades y normas

se alimenta de sí mismo

y fluye a la muerte con honra

 

El Matallana

Learning to Live

“I need to live life like some people never will

so find me kindness, find me beauty, find me truth

 

When temptation brings me to my knees

and I lay here drained of strength

show me kindness, show me beauty, show me truth”

 

Dream Theater – Learning to Live (Images and Words, 1991-1993)