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Nunca había encajado: era como una semicorchea amordazada colgando de un pentagrama gobernado por una clave de sol. Yo lo sabía, y lo aceptaba. La gente que deambulaba a mi alrededor me regalaba sonrisas y algún que otro guiño distraído, pero nunca recibí ningún gesto que hiciera temblar mi interior, o que me hiciera sentir integrada. No me importaba, en serio, me gustaba mi posición. En todas partes tiene que haber alguien... especial, por así decirlo; y yo era ese alguien. Hasta que apareciste tú. Tú con tus malditas frases, con tus malditas miradas, con tu maldita forma de estremecerme. Cuando tú me sonreías yo dejaba de ser aquella insignificante corchea y pasaba a convertirme en amiga de la brillante clave de sol. Conseguiste hacerme un hueco a tu lado en el pentagrama y acompasaste mis latidos con la melodía de tus labios. A partir de entonces todo cambió... tú mismo lo dijiste: desentono, pero quedo bien.
Inspiración 0%, el texto no es precisamente de lo mejor que he escrito, ya lo sé ! Y respecto a la foto.. odio mi piel ¬¬
Pull my Strings + Fake Teddy
13 - Marzo - 2015
Bar Stereo - Logroño (La Rioja)
Nos Gusta la Música
Pics by: Emmanuel León
I know it's an ego and attention thing, but I do like it when people check out my car...
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The EGO Project by Laura Kimpton, Mike Garlington and Jonny Hirschmugl is made from sports trophies, religious iconography, cherubs, guns, skulls and other miscellaneous found objects.
Ego is a Latin word meaning "I", cognate with the Greek "Εγώ (Ego)" meaning "I", often used in English to mean the "self", "identity" or other related concepts.
Id, ego and super-ego are the three parts of the psychic apparatus defined in Sigmund Freud's structural model of the psyche; they are the three theoretical constructs in terms of whose activity and interaction mental life is described. According to this model of the psyche, the id is the set of uncoordinated instinctual trends; the ego is the organized, realistic part; and the super-ego plays the critical and moralizing role.
The ego acts according to the reality principle; i.e. it seeks to please the id’s drive in realistic ways that will benefit in the long term rather than bringing grief.
... from wikipedia
"Usually Im humble
Right now I dont choose
You can leave with me
Or you could have the blues
Some call it arrogant
I call it confidant
You decide when you find
On what Im working with."
-Beyonce
Tenía otro título para ésta foto: "el hombre que susurraba a los caballos" , pero, a la vista de quien es uno de sus protagonistas, me pareció más simpatico el que elegí ( con todo mi respeto)
Foto tomada en la Plaza de España de Roma
The local woodpeckers were pretty proud of their wood pecking skills. Then, they met Charlie the Stone Pecker. The area woodpecker egos immediately deflated!
Round Mountain Road, Kern County, California 2006
Vosges
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Egor is a particularly enviromentally conscience dog who manages his ecological footprint by consuming, regurgitating and re-consuming his own waste.
This blackbird enjoys a self induced ego trip at Lock and Dam 15 along the Mississippi River at Davenport, Iowa.
'Super Ego'
Mixed media on canvas
2007
Alter Egotism – meggs solo Exhibition
23rd November – 2nd December 2007
Utopian Slumps Gallery
Collingwood, Melbourne.
SOLD
My annual birthday self portrait.
You would think that when you reach 45, you would have it all under control. That you would know exactly where your life is at. You’re in a secure job, you know where you are going to live for maybe the rest of your life and everything is calm, controlled and set.
However, even if I do turn 45 today (unbelievable, eh?), my life is anything but all the things I listed above. I’ve no idea what I’ll be doing after October (when my current contract with a local newspaper runs out). After being on furlough from my day job for almost a year, which is a long as they can keep me on furlough, it’s a pretty safe bet that I won’t be returning there.
So where does my life go now? I’ve no idea. My son is in Idaho as an exchange student until next summer. I don’t have a steady job in Molde. And I’ve no relatives here. I’ve got several clients here, but it’s really not enough to keep me going financially, unless a long term assignment pops up. There are certainly no IT jobs here, and not really any steady journalistic jobs either. A move therefore seems inevitable in the not so distant future.
I’ve told people that I’ve chosen to look upon this as an adventure. And while I really do that, I have days where I can get a bit down in the dumps. Yesterday was one of those days. They suck, but they pass.
I have contemplated travelling the world and do all the things I should have done in my 20s. And a part of me gets excited by that. But the realistic parts of me are telling me to stop being an idiot. I would certainly have to either get rid of my apartment, or rent it out, if I decide to explore the world. But to move away from my view? And my friends here…. I don’t know.
But I’m not going to brood. There are several things to be thankful for. It could always be worse. Here’s that I would like to toast to on my birthday:
My son, whom I lovingly refer to as the offspring, is a constant source of pride. He has really, really turned in to a fine young man. Guess I wasn’t so bad at this dad thing after all.
Both my parents are alive, and I’m going up north this week to celebrate their 75th birthdays.
I have my sister, my brother in law and their kids, whom I adore.
I have lots of friends who have been a fantastic support for me (there are some exceptions but they are no longer people I consider friends) and since I think friends are the element that keeps life together, I’m immensely grateful for that
I met my beautiful Kasia this year, and fell headlessly and completely in love in a way I haven’t done since I can’t remember. Just thinking of her makes me happy and she can put a smile on my face on the worst of days. I miss her so much, since she lives in the UK, and I’ve contemplated going there for a while. Or maybe full time. Any job tips are welcome.
I’m constantly being told that I’m good at what I do. Yes, of course this boosts your ego, but most important of all: It means I’m good at doing what I love to do! Anybody who find themselves in that position are the luckiest people alive.
I’ve mostly got my health on track and have little to worry about there. Remember: Any day above ground is a good day.
I really can’t complain. Well, I can, but I try not to. So here’s to my 46th year. May it be as interesting as the 45th and may I continue my quest at becoming a better person.
And I hope I’m generous. With my friendship, my work, my time, my money and my feelings. If I’m not, smack me on the back of the head and tell me to get a grip!
Ok, back to my Lego now.
Chissà se molto al di là del Carro
dove non c’è più un dove, sul tappeto
soffice di cieli senza nome
giace anche un solo povero alter ego
che mi stia proprio adesso rivolgendo
timidi fraterni pigolii
che da un satellite all’altro mi rimbalzino
come da specchio a specchio in gioco,
se questa lingua che scrivo non mi basta
se ho la paura di tentare a vuoto?
da 'Ego e alter ego ' P.L. 2005
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