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Bueno, comenzo el 2006, mi blog ya casi olvidado por mi, resurge (no se si mejor, pero resurge jeje).. Año nuevo ¿mentalidad nueva? jaja no, no en mi, mi mente dividida no cambio ni poquito en el ultimo minuto del 2005, saben, el problema de poseer una mente hibrida y por demas sarcastica, poetica, cursi, arrogante, etc etc etc (todos los etc que quieran agregar seran aceptados solo por hoy) bueno decia que el problema de tener una mente hibrida es que en cierto momento dejar de conocer o mejor dicho de reconocer a los demas, ya noo sabes si el comportamiento ajeno es un comportamiento normal y fluido o es "algo mas" la mente se comienza a inundar de preguntas estupidas y esperanzas que despues resultan vacias y burlescas... ese es el problema, ya no te entiendes con los de tu especie, con ningunda especie...

Una excelente rola de la megasuper banda U2... el video me hace llorar.. esta genial

Original of the Species
Baby slow down
The end is not as fun as the start
Please stay a child somewhere in your heart I
’ll give you everything you want
Except the thing that you want
You are the first one of your kind
And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
And I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want the lot of what you got
And I want nothing that you’re not E
verywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it
Some things you shouldn’t get too good at
Like smiling, crying and celebrity
Some people got way too much confidence baby
I’ll give you everything you want
Except the thing that you want
You are the first one of your kind
And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want the lot of what you got
And I want nothing that you’re not
Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it, no
And you’ll never be alone
Come on now show your soul
You’ve been keeping your love under control
Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it
Everywhere you go you shout it
Oh my my And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want you some more, I
want you some more…