and when everything is over…
and I will have finally got rid of you…
will I have to pretend a location in the past to continue using you as scapegoat metaphore?
Original en Español: 
all will end soon (one)
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imagine…
The best thing of imaginary places is that you can be in them anytime,
no delays, no transports.
the sun
Of course you’ll get wet.
You didn’t think you’d always be above, on a padding.
And you’ll feel the cold.
It will be a longer or shorter pass through.
But behind the clouds there’s only the one thing:
the sun.
En español:
party!
I don’t wanna think in the party that the microbia I’ve been in contact with lately and are currently stopped by stress are preparing for me… for when I lower my guard…
I’ll leave a little hat and some party poppers ready for the occasion.
En español aquí:
die!
You see black when you close your eyes
you see stars if you close them tight
if you don´t open them ever again…
probably is because you died
how to spoil a hug (in three steps)
1- Don’t be glad to see the person
2- Don’t leave aside your loads and free your hands and arms
3- Don’t untie your thick jacket
Don’t allow your hearts to communicate through echoes across your chests.
the lack of a hug (umarmungless)
She had finally found her refuge, the only conceivable place
She sat, her back leaning against the clock, convinced she’d disappear
She hid her knees under the dress and dug her face among her mop of hair
She trusted that time wouldn’t see her
And she witnessed how, beyond there, history cycled
She had found that shelter,
but the presence of time was advised by her own heart throbs
She screamed
She screamed along time and along dimensions,
not to hear the ticking, not to grieve sensations
She stop hearing her own beats and thought “Do I live?”
But she couldn’t stop the howling
She commited to regard, from behind the clock, how everything mutated
But she felt unafected, nothing was her concern no more
She thought to see TheOthers
coming close
She imagined she was reading their lips, hushed by the scream, saying “that is just another hole”
What do TheOthers know.
guoloi method to enlongate pleasure
Wait
Do not take it yet
Wait until you finish salivating
And when you do take it,
isolate each single one of the flavors
Use all your senses*
Do you think that you’ve made yourself ready now?
Then wait a little longer
Now ask yourself if it’s worth a try
Will it spoil some other flavor?
Perhaps it is best not to swallow
Spit it like wine
Now dive
Indulge
Shout
Focus on emotion
Now hush
Pull apart the notes
Take one sole tone
and listen to it again
Hear another instrument
Does it sound different?
Sniff
What does it remind you of?
Do it again
Keep it
Try to recall
…
It escapes you
You will have to seek
…
*except for the cat detector, which unfortunately is your sixth, over other XX typical
Original in Spanish:
Quiromancia
“All the stripes thou see on thine hands, oh curious reader, mean that the hand folds from the palm and not from the top, it bends from the joints; therefore the large ones are in those joints, as it is delicate leather, the petites emerge. And to see that this is so look in the neck and forehead, hips, elbows and hocks and inner elbows and buttocks, where the skin is wrinkled and in the soles of the feet are stripes. And there should be, if it were true (as there palmists) buttockists and foreheadists and elbow readers and neck readers and feetists.”
Sr. Chinarro Quiromántico Letras (Lyrics)
Éste es tu teléfono en mi mano, en la de él,
quiromántico,
va la tuya, y dejará una raya, haz de las suyas,
quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico.
Este es su teléfono, poco más sé leer,
quiromántico,
corre, ve y dile que me enseñe la cartilla y piérdete,
quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico.
Muérete, la línea llega a la muñeca,
quiromántico.
Hace frío, y con una pluma roja le sonrío,
y te apunto desde la fila de atrás,
(quiromántico)
tengo goma y borra como “las manitas”,
quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico, quiromántico.
exposure (people)
You expose open the chest
to pull out what is in there
and confer it to the one
that put it there in first place.
After running through the risk
of it mattering the least.
And you get a chest same clear
only that and all that is.
the Syndrome 