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David Usher : Hope (Tell everyone)

Hermandad Brotherhood
Homenaje a Claudio Ptolomeo

Homage to Claudius Ptolemy
Soy hombre: duro poco I am a man: little do I last
y es enorme la noche. and the night is enormous.
Pero miro hacia arribo But I look up:
las estrellas escriben. the stars write.
Sin entender comprendo: Unknowing I understand:
tambiŽn soy escritura I too am written,
y en este mismo instante and at this very moment
alguien me deletrea. someone spells me out.

Octavio Paz - via

//paper moon

photo: Sophie Delaporte

[ Maude Maggart & Fiona Apple - Paper Moon ]

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

-- Pablo Neruda


Sarah Slean - Twin Moon (live, 1997)

Agent 355 can @&$! you up


After watching "Grindhouse" I just want to throw it out there: For the "Y The Last Man" Movie - Tracie Thoms for the role of Agent 355 would be a great idea.

"Agent 355 is Yorick's intelligent, tough-as-nails bodyguard that works for a mysterious US government agency. Her real name has never been revealed."

+ Sample of Agent 355 at work in the comics

+ Tracie Thoms & Zoe Bell: Whatever-However from the "Death Proof" soundtrack.