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14 de febrero


el amanecer de la Era de Acuario.
despertar de la nueva era dentro de nuestra conciencia colectiva

aquarius

old man in winterland


old man
hoy y siempre
una vez y otra
old man

let it snow, let it snow let it snow !!


let it snow !!

año de nieves...

martes y trece + madonna...


un asiduo a esta tierra pura nos envía esta foto de las curvas de su nueva novia y... este video recordatorio de:
la famosa entrevista de martes y trece a madonna...
cien gramos de jamón de york

anabel lee, del amigo Poe


boston, 1809-1849
y hace ya 200 años... in memoriam

el maestro del género terror, aunque él quería ser poeta, y ganarse la vida con ello, fue el primero en intentar esta ardua tarea... y el inventor del género policíaco, ¿ dónde estaban los investigadores privados antes de él...?



la caída de la casa usher, el barril de amontillado, el entierro prematuro, arthur gordon pim, ligeia, el cuervo,el escarabajo de oro, anabel lee....


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me -
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.


anabel lee

somebody to love


Somebody to love

"...esa conciencia,
surgida del mineral,
va gimiendo,
crujiendo
hacia lo que realmente es.....
a lo que siempre ha sido..."

foto por gentilicio de paloma jartum

birdsong- jerry garcía


Birdsong

don´t ease me in


Don't Ease Me In

yma sumac


in memoriam
quizás la más exótica cantante de todos los tiempos
descendiente del mismo inca atahualpa
con un registro de voz de cinco, sí, cinco octavas
a ver qué cantante de ópera posee este don!
la reina del lunch music,
Perú.
gracias por tu voz Yma Sumac


os dejo este "chuncho"
pero buscad su mambo, gopher mambo, es fantástico, frenético
ideal para bailar desenfrenadamente en un momento de locura o emoción pasajera...