es que nunca tuve un diario íntimo

lunes, 9 de octubre de 2017

Masaaki Miyazawa - Once Upon a White Night, 1981

Genetic Future

"The 1982 book The Kids’ Whole Future Catalog imagined what the world of genetic engineering might mean to the people, plants and animals of the 21st century. The book presented genetic engineering as a natural progression in the course of human history, pointing out that people have been messing with plants and animals for thousands of years in an effort to produce more disease-resistant crops and heartier livestock. The book explains that until relatively recently “it has been possible to cross only species that are very similar. For instance, a mare and a donkey can be crossbred to get a mule, but the reproductive cells of a horse and a dog will not unite.” But apparently some time in the near future (when scientists finally get their act together), humans will know the majesty that is a horse/dog hybrid". Vía Smithsonian Mag

domingo, 8 de octubre de 2017

Conducción

"Compañeros: Lo que más pesa para los hombres de conciencia es la responsabilidad, nadie puede imaginar el peso ciclópeo de la responsabilidad de realizar, con bien, los destinos del pueblo y los destinos de la Patria. pero ese inmenso peso de la responsabilidad puede repartirse proporcionalmente cuando se gobierna un pueblo conciente de esa responsabilidad, anhelante de cumplirla hasta en el más humilde acto de su vida privada. (...) Todos proponen medidas para salvar a la patria; pero, señores, ese es un síntoma de ignorancia y de ineptitud. A la patria la salva una sola entidad: el pueblo. Las patrias se salvan o se hunden por la acción de sus pueblos"

Gracias a la vida por el gran conductor. Feliz cumpleaños, Mi General.
(amo decirle a Perón Mi General porque tengo derecho a tener mi momento Marilyn)

Jezebel

miércoles, 4 de octubre de 2017

Skinny Love

Come on, skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my...
Right in this moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

In the morning I'll be with you,
but it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And now all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?!
I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh