January 2012
1 post
Mechanical activity and its corollaries, such as absolute regularity,...
– Nietszche, On the genealogy of morals.
December 2011
1 post
Pequeña elegía
Ya para qué seguir siendo árbol
si el verano de dos años
me arrancó las hojas y las flores
Ya para qué seguir siendo árbol
si el viento no canta en mi follaje
si mis pájaros migraron a otros lugares
Ya para qué seguir siendo árbol
sin habitantes
a no ser esos ahorcados que penden
de mis ramas
como frutas podridas en otoño.
-Raúl Gómez Jattin, por supuesto.
November 2011
1 post
October 2011
1 post
In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains—flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. The tornado’s intensity doesn’t abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat,...
September 2011
1 post
August 2011
5 posts
2 tags
July 2011
5 posts
We’re allowed to be overweight as long as we “never quit” trying, publicly and...
June 2011
2 posts
May 2011
25 posts
máquinas de coser →
March 2011
7 posts
click to make some music
I am of a most peaceful disposition. My wishes are: a modest cottage with roof...
– Heine (1888) me recuerda a alguien conocido…
February 2011
1 post
“I felt a bit like a sperm whale that breaks the surface of the water, makes a little splash, and lets you believe that down there, where it can’t be seen, down there where it is neither seen nor monitored by anyone, it is following a deep, coherent, and premeditated trajectory.”
Michel Foucault