Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
October 8, 2013
October 3, 2013
March 15, 2013
Recuerdo África




Recuerdo África
una tierra quemada, niños hambrientos
jugando en las calles de Kinshasa
con una pistola en la mano.
Una herida incurable desangrándome las venas,
recuerdo África
una luna de diciembre,
escondiéndose tras unas nubes grises y tormentosas,
los cojines de la memoria tocándonos sus campanas,
recuerdo África con una mirada apagada,
el corazón aplastado y desprotegido,
el dolor de un niño que grita,
entre llantos y lágrimas la muerte súbita de sus padres.
La piel fría y desnuda,
el cuerpo sin alma,
aprendiendo el odio cómo se aprende del amor,
recuerdo África, un triste camino hacia la perdición,
una velada en solitario y un sentimiento extraño que despega con indiferencia
en nuestras miradas vacías de terror.
Un jardinero fiel a su trabajo, pasturando mi corazón,
recuerdo africa
en los ojos de mis padres,
una rosa muriéndose al fuego de una violencia ignorada.
March 13, 2013
February 27, 2013
Traveling
I constantly have a strange feeling that there are places I still have to see. I love traveling and not doing it right now is strangling my guts and Prague is still in my heart one of the greatest cities that I will never forget, just like Barcelona in summer time, Berlin in October fall, memory lanes in my brain. Every places I've visited since now has shown me a little bit of myself, that part of me that I still don't know that much, and that's why I think that traveling is a cure to ignorance, idiocracy and intolerance, and every time I see this pictures, I can't stop thinking about those days, when dreaming was just so cheap, when you could do anything you wanted when you wanted to do it.
I love traveling, I
love Berlin, Barcelona by the night and by the day, looking at the sun going
down through the ocean, Prague at the other side of the world, another place to
dream about love, adventure, music, sex and crazy night in crazy places, pubs
full of people, unknown strangers, traveling, just like me, without thinking too
much about what tomorrow could bring them.
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