"A finales de 1876, el profesor Franz Boll (1849-1879) descubrió que la capa externa de la retina posee un color púrpura. Halló que esta superficie se blanqueaba al ser expuesta a la luz, pero retomaba su color original en la oscuridad. Este color púrpura, que Boll llamó sehpurpur (púrpura del ojo), desaperece inmediatamente después de la muerte"
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jueves, 22 de enero de 2015

[Verde viento]

Düşünmek İçin Vaktin Var-------->[ver/escuchar]

Düşünmek İçin Vaktin var   /   unutma unutmadan olmuyor
aklara varmak için karalardan cay   /   unutma unutmadan olmuyor
demesi kolay diyeni tabi bunu iyi bilirim   /   her şey unutulmuyor...

Sagopa Kajmer: Düşünmek İçin Vaktin Var (Kalp Hastasi, 2013)

martes, 9 de diciembre de 2014

Ao largo...

Ai que ninguém volta
ao que já deixou
ninguém larga a grand roda
ninguém sabe onde é que andou
Ai que ninguém lembra
nem o que sonhou       
(e) aquele menino canta
a cantiga do pastor       
Ao largo / ainda arde...
a barca / da fantasia
e o meu sonho acaba tarde
deixa a alma de vigia...
E o meu sonho acaba tarde
acordar é que eu não queria.

(Madredeus: O pastor, 1990).

martes, 8 de abril de 2014

[Everybody wants to be your friend]

   
   You've been on your own as long as I recall:
   if loneliness was art, I could hang you from the wall
   in some Berlin hall.
   
   It doesn't matter where you've been or who you have
   been with, it's like the just Joans said: 'you're oh so
   sensitive!', in that jumper, in that t-shirt.
   
   This situation has to change: can you feel the pulse
   my heavy heart race?
   
   
When I'm all alone I find a map of the world 
zoom in on your island 'til the pixels form have some booze, 'til I can't see you.
We make believe that our hearts are never shot
and somehow you've convinced me that I'm pretty when I'm not.
Everybody I know wants to be your friend but I just want to hold you when the music ends,
that's all, all I ask. Is that too crass?
...

martes, 25 de marzo de 2014

Mind games

   
   We're playing those mind games together 
   Pushing the barriers, planting seeds 
   Playing the mind guerrilla 
   Chanting the mantra, peace on earth 
   We all been playing those mind games forever 
   Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil 
   Doing the mind guerrilla 
   Some call it magic, the search for the grail 

   Love is the answer and you know that for sure 
   Love is a flower, you got to let it, you got to let it grow 

So keep on playing those mind games together 
Faith in the future, outta the now 
You just can't beat on those mind guerrillas 
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind 
Yeah we're playing those mind games forever 
Projecting our images in space and in time 

Yes is the answer and you know that for sure 
Yes is surrender, you got to let it, you got to let it go 

So keep on playing those mind games together 
Doing the ritual dance in the sun 
Millions of mind guerrillas 
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel 
Keep on playing those mind games forever 
Raising the spirit of peace and love 

Love... (I want you to make love, not war, I know you've heard it before)

lunes, 14 de octubre de 2013

El color del que espera

La vida hoy tiene ritmo
de ondas que pasan,
de olitas temblorosas
que fluyen y se alcanzan.

La vida hoy tiene el ritmo de los ríos,

la risa de las aguas
que entre los verdes junquerales corren,
y entre las verdes cañas.

Sueño florido lleva el manso viento;

bulle la savia joven en las nuevas ramas;
tiemblan alas y frondas,
y la mirada sagital del águila
no encuentra presa… treme el campo en sueños,
vibra el sol como un arpa.

¡Fugitiva ilusión de ojos guerreros,

que por las selvas pasas a la hora del cenit: tiemble en mi pecho
el oro de tu aljaba!

(…)

A. Machado