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Puta madre! con la mala noticia de que aqui mi compa el K anda siendo desmembrado por que al guey me le detectaron apendisitis. Desde el miercoles me notifico e invito a su fiestecilla por su cumpleaños (la cual no se realizaria por una enfermedad respiratoria) numero 20, ya se saboreaba una peda misti-epiK...armica-buena vibra, ya saboreaba las chelas o cualquier bebida embriagante, pero pus no se hizo. Ayer me llama para decir que habia tenido una recaida, pero esta ves se me atasco comiendo no se que mamada, o por lo menos eso fue lo que le detecto el doctor maleta al que acudio. Hoy despues de ir por la mañana a arreglar unos asuntillos me paso a la casa del K para darle su merecido abrazo y apapacho, pero me salen con la noticia de que pasara su cumpleaños en el hospital.. chale que poca madre pasar un cumple asi. Supongo que ahora que este dispuesto les platicara mas detalladamente todo el desmadre, asi que les pido a todos que hagan un espacio en sus stereos, grabadoras, computadoras o cualquier medio de reproduccion musical para poner una cancion de TOOL a su nombre, esta es mi dedicatoria para ti, por que se que te late un putero.

LATERALIS - LATERALUS

"Black then white are
all i see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me...lets me see

As below, so above and beyond,
I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason
Push the envelope
watch it bend

Over thinking, over analyzing
separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition,
missing opportunities
and i must feed my will to feel my moment
drawing way outside the lines

Black then white are
all i see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me...lets me see
there is so much more and
beckons me
to look thru to these infinite possibilities

As below, so above and beyond,
I imagine... drawn outside the lines of reason
Push the envelope
watch it bend...

Over thinking, over analyzing
separates the body from the mind
withering my intuition
leaving opportunities behind

Feed my will to feel this moment,
urging me to cross the liner
Raching out to embrace the random
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come
I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm,
To feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the founta
into swing on the spiral, to swing on a spiral
to...swing on a spiral of our divinity and still be a human
with my feet upon the ground
I move myself between the sounds
and open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up and reaching out
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me
Whatever will be willed on meand following
our will and wind we may just go where no one's been
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been
Spiral out... keep going spiral out... keep goingspiral out... keep going"

FELICIDADES CARNAL UN ABRAZOTE Y OJALA TE MEJORES RETE-PRTONTO

posted by CHAD @ 11:57 a.m.