Random Drunk

Extrañando tu mirar,
tu sentido del humor,
el dormir mientras conversamos por celular,
el chatear hasta el amanecer.....

jO

Confesions 1.3

You are awesome =)


--Chiquita

Confesions 1.2

There is no 1.1
confesion because I
felt like writing
the same thing, yes
the thing I have for your hands.


And here's #3, I
can't stop making up
short movies in my
head imagining
the 101 possible things
you can do to me with them.


--Chiquita

Confesions 1.0

Seriously,


I have a thing for your hands...


--Chiquita

Recuerdos

¿Como olvidar, sin olvidarte?
Sin q mi corazón te extrañe.
Enseñarle a conformarse,
con el recuerdo del amarte.

jO

Toughts

Once again lost and confused. Searching for any ray of hope.

Wondering when will my time come.

--jO

Sabrás que no te amo y que te amo

Sabrás que no te amo y que te amo
puesto que de dos modos es la vida,
la palabra es un ala del silencio,
el fuego tiene una mitad de frío.

Yo te amo para comenzar a amarte,
para recomenzar el infinito
y para no dejar de amarte nunca:
por eso no te amo todavía.

Te amo y no te amo como si tuviera
en mis manos las llaves de la dicha
y un incierto destino desdichado.

Mi amor tiene dos vidas para armarte.
Por eso te amo cuando no te amo
y por eso te amo cuando te amo.

Pablo Neruda, 1959

After all, Love is not enough

You know, ever since my divorce, I have always wondered why Love is not enough. I kept thinking to myself, that maybe I didn't loved her enough. Maybe I didn't do everything I could. Maybe I just didn't tried hard enough. Today I find myself thinking that Love is not enough.

It's been 4 years, 2 months and 13 days since I came to P.R., add about an extra year to that from the time my life went to hell.

Since then I have tried so hard to please everyone but myself. I keep telling me not to fall in Love and yet, I keep making the same mistakes. Is it fate? Am I destined to be alone?

Why is it that if I fall in Love... no scratch that, I fall in deep deep love, the kind of love that you would die for. The kind of love that makes you do whatever it takes to make that person happy, to please and forget about your own desires and aspirations. Then why is it, and I have gone down this path for the third time, that is never good enough?

This time I have no one to blame but myself. Everything happened so quickly. Maybe I was so lonely, that I was lying to myself telling there was something more here. Maybe... Who Knows, all I know is that I was blinded by hope.

I am so tired. Tired of trying, tired of living, tired of searching...

I am so tired of wanting my old lifestyle back.

I am just tired of waiting to be loved.

jesusOmar

Sticky Note

Note To Self...

Sólo con una ardiente paciencia conquistaremos la espléndida ciudad que dará luz, justicia y dignidad a todos los hombres. Así la poesía no habrá cantado en vano.

Pablo Neruda

Out of Control

¿Como puedo controlar este deseo tan inmenso,
que siente mi cuerpo por enredarse en tu cintura y saborear tu dulzura?

Ensueños

Desearía descifrar el enigma de tus besos, y descubrir el trecho que me lleve a conquistar tu corazón, amarrarme a tu cintura y enseñarte el universo, cuando se unan nuestros cuerpos, cuando me sientas como te siento yo.

By jesusOmar & Medusa

Bored At Work

Desktop September Work Edition
Originally uploaded by MAsKrA

Felt like sharing my work desktop... I like that wallpaper for some odd reason. KKTHXBAI

Inner fight

This world is beyond fucked up. No one is ever truly happy. Those who have a great girl want out, and those that are out just want a great girl. And when by some random miracle a great girl finds someone that truly wants her, somehow the world manages to fuck up their existence.

Are we doomed to suffer in this world? Are we suppose to put up with all this shit, and hope that there is life after death? What if there isn't? What if this is it? Then what? We waste so many hours trying to do the right thing, well, some of us at least, and afterwards we feel like shit because the right thing is not what we want.

We sit idly hopping that the universe will align correctly and send everything your way, and when by some random chance you actually find something worth fighting for, we are to afraid to stand up and do everything humanly possible to get it, to love it, to cherish it, to fight for it...

El deseo de un corazón sincero.

Que difícil se me hace pretender que no te celo.
Desearía poder arrancar,
de tu corazón ese tercero.
No es fácil soñar,
con un amor inalcanzable.
Pero aún tengo esperanzas,
De conquistarte y enamorarte.

Lenguaje

Quisiera aprender el lenguaje de tus besos,

para entender este deseo,

el lenguaje de tus ojos,

para conocer tu alma,

y el lenguaje de tu corazón,

para explicarle que lo quiero.

L

Que Ironía, quien diría, que por una letra soy tu hombro y no tu hombre.

Co-Autor L.

La falta

Escuchar tu respirar, es la fuerza que me inspira.
El no poderte acariciar, la tortura que me asfixia.

--jesusOmar

Summer Desktop

Summer Desktop
Originally uploaded by MAsKrA

Once again is time for my not so frequent desktop update. I do have to confess that I am not enjoying my time at work due to the fact that I have to use windows once again. I have gotten so used to my fairly new mac that I really don't like windows anymore.

Heh and I use to make fun of the mac guys before I made the switch... shame on me for that one.

January 2008 Desktop

January08 Desktop
Originally uploaded by MAsKrA

I have updated my macbook's desktop for this month. And in hopes to laugh at this in the following years (nothing stays cool for ever) here is a screenshot of my current setup. Don't ask me where I got anything since I usually forget where I got my stuff from.

I have also just updated my blog's design. I doubt anyone cares but if anyone feels bored and has any problems with it let me know.