miércoles, 19 de junio de 2013

Leonard Cohen - Suzanne (Lyrics)
Songwriters: COHEN, LEONARD

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover

And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

lunes, 10 de junio de 2013

To teach or not to teach

I love teaching, but there is no possible achievement if people are not willing to learn and study.
I might be getting old or people want a fast and easy learning method like in the movie The Matrix.
I am seriously considering not teaching any more.


I am calling All Angels, Mother Mercy, the Master of the Universe and Almighty God, if you are not going to make it happen, if you cannot help me to make things better, then just unplug me. I am too tired, stressed and pissed off.
I deserve the best and this long lesson is wearing me out.

This is taking too long and the desert is too large. Still without job, just surviving because of help and struggling all month to pay the rent. Living alone can be fun but we all need a hug from time to time.

Meditation and positive attitude are not always enough.


miércoles, 5 de junio de 2013


Cuando me pierdo, cuando me canso, cuando me nublo, cuando me duermo, cuando no escucho, cuando no veo, cuando no siento, debería simplemente bailar y dejar que todo fluya.