Saturdays

Samstag zu Hause, am frühen Nachmittag
Saturday at home, early in the afternoon
Sábado en casa, temprano por la tarde

Fernando Pessoa and my mom

happy mother's day!
as a little homage to my mother
[and not that she reads this blog]
i remember today, the Portuguese poet
Fernando Pessoa
one of my mother's favorite writers

Pessoa is a wonderful poet
who lived to authentic life of a poet
immersed always on the darkness of
self-inquisitiveness while turning
his search into beautiful poems
but also some rather painfully wonderful prose
i think his major prose piece might be

Das Buch der Unruhe
The Book of Disquiet
El Libro del desasosiego


[one little dusty shelf at home]

and here some quotes
taken literally form my book
i will try to translate in English
as my Pessoa books are both in Spanish
and they are both a gift from my mom
i sort of requested them from her shelves
and she wasn't too happy to give them to me
as she likes to keep at least a copy for herself
but being an only daughter and she knowing
the treasure that Pessoa is, she handed one to me
and the other one, the purple one with the
Poemas Esotéricos, she left here on one of her visits
es tut mir Leid, my german is not so good
to try to translate these powerful words


318.
... ships passing in the night, not greeting each other, not knowing each other...


220. Painful Pause

To dream, what for?
What have I done of myself? Nothing.
If I could myself spiritualize in the night, yes.
Internal statue without contours, External Dream without having been dreamt


224.
... that episode of imagination that we call reality.

[the rest of the paragraph is beautiful, ironic, and painful too but i cannot translate it all, please look your closer bookstore and buy this book in your language of preference, it will be a soulful companion on dark nights or clear mornings... poetry is never a luxury but a necessity of the heart]

also good companions for heart maladies are his

Esoterisch Gedichte
Esoteric Poems
Poemas Esotéricos

twin peaks / twin bricks / twin beaks

just as special agent cooper
arrested james as a suspect
on laura's palmer murder
because of a reflection on
laura's eye;
the same way, one can tell
sometimes where a person's
portrait was taken
if one find an accurate reflection
of their eyes

so here my 'laura's version eye'
where am i?
not even myself could decipher



and it comes
accompanied by a copied/pasted
transcript of that scene from the
original script of Twin Peaks
[notice is from the TV series, not the film]

16. INT. INTERROGATION ROOM A - DAY

JAMES HURLEY is seated, next to his LAWYER, across from Truman, as Cooper enters and sits down beside the Sheriff.
TRUMAN
James has been advised of his rights.
COOPER
James, you were placed under arrest
for suspicion of murder, the murder
of Laura Palmer. You have no
previous criminal record, is that
correct?
JAMES
None. No, sir.
Cooper turns on the VCR and we see the same videotape of Laura and Donna at the picnic that we saw earlier. James watches the video.
COOPER
James, did you shoot this videotape?
Cooper fast forwards to the freeze frame of the motorcycle reflected in Laura's eye.

and a couple of embedded mini films
from youtube, as is tradition on the
world of the lazy blogger because
what could be easier than just copy an embedded film
and blog about it?
well, i know what
to embedded 3 little films at the same time
over the same david-lynch-esco mood
of Twin Peaks

1. a great found, sort of a mini-7".Minutes-documentary, very interesting and with great interviews (the best of the 3)



2. a rather funny Lego tribute, Twin Bricks
"Diane I am on my 17th cup of coffee and my bladder is about to explode"
"Diane I am on my 37th cup of coffee today and I believe I am beginning to hallucinate"
and don't miss the stoplight scenes



3. when a story is recreated for children wonderfully in Sesame Street, you know it's on it's way to become a classic, part of the popular but still ranking good culture; and one can't just avoid to love the "special agent Cookie", great!



crave a cup of coffee and some pie now?
or to munch more some clueless yet beautiful ala lynch
cinematic lunch?

mir tut der Kopf weh, the modus vivendi

oh it's great to learn a 3rd language
but so hard!!!
specially since my native language is Spanish
seems harder for me to learn German
through an English book/class/professor

the lastest Kopfschmerze is
the reflexive verbs... mmm?
but not even so much 'cause
in Spanish we use these verbs in a reflexive way too!
but then in English not..., so rather confusing
this stuff on my brain

from my mexican brain to English
and then German and then oh well

mir tut der Kopf weh!



aber... i am thankful to learn
every day a little more

at least 1 foreign word per day!
one should learn, they might be helpful
specially if you travel
and
If you like to travel
probably you want to understand a little of other cultures

For me the most fascinating part of learning a new language
Is to understand the idiosyncrasies that form a culture
And never underestimate that NON-power of translation
‘cause many things CANNOT be translated
And language is so closely intrinsic to the modus vivendi
Of a civilization
So go learn something or anything about other cultures
That are not your own!
Just another little suggestion…

una pequeña sugerencia

see? if you study a little Spanish
you would know what says above...

the loved ones: cheese, music, and friends

today my soul was like a piece
of Gruyère
with oh! so many holes

but then
unexpectedly
a voice came across continents
14 Minuten 23 Sekunden
später
i was smiling again

my soul then became soft soft
like a Port Salut or a Camembert
but also felt complete
like a good aged Cheddar

ja! nur 14 Minuten 23 Sekunden
sometimes it's all that it takes

so i advice you
call today a friend or a relative
out of the blue and just tell them
hello, hey! i like you...
even when like cheese you smell
(for example, you don't have to include
the cheese quote at all ...)

and no wonder we call them
the loved ones
die Geliebten
los seres queridos

they can be relatives, parents,
uncles, old-lovers, or warm friends...
sometimes they come even as comments
and notes over the internet!

but the voice of a loved one
and the daydream starts again...



easy happy music
a good cover
and good live performances
nothing too big deal though
another day another song

and if you are interested on Cheeses
check this blog
365 Cheeses
superb documentation by a non-gourmet!
the about information is soft and candid
as the reviews are too! yep again
like a mild Port Salut, almost cream cheese
great site!

am Dienstagmorgen

I just called this post
Am Dienstagmorgen ‘cause the last one was
Am Samstagmorgen and not that is not
Dienstagmorgen heute
but the idea was more to follow up
with the days than with the German
My mind is not really into Deutsch today
and bad timing 'cause i have class!
but
Actually my mind is really into nothing, but…
it is that just last Samstag the licking sun
And that love and energy that were around me
Now are faded
Why feelings seem to wash-out?
Just like dusty sidewalks under rain
I feel a little washed-out today
Tired, and yes, it’s the weather! i know...
But when I was 20, I could be in the middle
Of a hurricane and mute
Nowadays, the traffic, the weather
The working hours, if is cold the café
all seems to be more annoying and well...
Old people talk, mostly all these minor complains



Yet… behind the melancholies of the rain
I find always a little hole, a peaceful secret
That keeps me warm, when in or when out
I take some pictures, then upload and type
Type type, and click again
And the cold wind on my face
With sparkles of solitude actually feels fine
We humans are like little mice lost on labyrinths
Always searching for an entrance or an exit
Always searching for something to roam about
Today, I stop, and I don’t search feelings
Nor wonder no more… I just seat back
And look at life going by, from my spot
On this my curious little life on
This gloomy cloudy Californian rainy day

OK gotta go out to work!
wet californian freeways are not fun...

am Samstag morgen

and der Samstag Morgen came along...
through my door i peek outside
and rays of sun and cheerful greens appear
inviting me of barefooted-ness and easy smiles



there's a festival at the corner of my house too!
here another year came along too
and time for the
The Adams Avenue Roots and Folk Festival
music music and food food
so here we go again and today...
breathing is easy when we are on

ein schöner Samstagmorgen
a beautiful Saturday morning
una hermosa mañana de sábado

(please note that in Spanish, unlike English and German
we do not capitalize the names of days, nor months)
[ich habe gesagt!]

visuelle Ode an das Bier

and i am liking the digital macro
of this canon-sita

the victim/model was a
Spaten Optimator
The classic German dark beer, bottom fermented 'Doppel Bock'.
Flavor profile: Full bodied with a deep dark color and rich roasted malt flavor.
Original gravity: 18, 2 %
Alcohol content: 7,2 %

sehr sehr gut!

Albert Hofmann dies

thanks to my friend
the fountain valley lounge lizard
who daily sends e-mails to a group
of friends, 'the dj-list' as we refer to it
packed with music news and music related
events, i found out today that
Albert Hofmann, the chemist who synthesized LSD
died yesterday at age 102

http://blog.wired.com/wiredscience/2008/04/lsd-inventor-al.html

and strangely enough just 2 weekends ago
i saw a documentary at the History Channel called
from Peyote to LSD: A Psychedelic Odyssey
where this scene was recreated:

{Edward's text}
"Hofmann was a synthetic chemist who worked for Sandoz Laboratories, now Novartis, in the 1930's when we began studying chemistry of ergot, the common name for a fungus that grows on rye, barley, and some other plants. Hofmann devised a technique, making a series of derivatives of lysergic acid and began looking for medically useful compounds. His 25th compound synthesized in 1938 was lysergic acid diethylamide.

On April 16, 1943 Hofmann would return to the 25th compound and began testing the compound on himself. Three days later on April 19th, he would ride home on his bicycle after an "extremely small dose" which left him to highly psychedelic experience. To this daysome celebrate April 19th as "Bicycle Day".
{end of Edward's text}

{from}
"I had to leave work for home because I was suddenly hit by a sudden feeling of unease and mild dizziness," he subsequently wrote in a memo to company bosses. "Everything I saw was distorted as in a warped mirror," he said, describing his bicycle ride home. "I had the impression I was rooted to the spot. But my assistant told me we were actually going very fast." Upon reaching home, Hofmann began experiencing what he called "wonderful visions." Three days later, Hofmann experimented with a larger dose. The result was the world's first scientifically documented bad trip. "The substance which I wanted to experiment with took over me. I was filled with an overwhelming fear that I would go crazy. I was transported to a different world, a different time," Hofmann wrote.
{end of from}

I think is worth mentioning that Hofmann was never
and advocate of the use of LSD as a recreational drug
he actually referred to LSD in his book as "his problem child"

but regardless of his intentions surely
the psychedelic area was product of hallucinogenics
the 60's came and tickled our perception
revealing some beautifully (and sometimes painful)
sensations, altering the conscience of humanity forever

i have never personally tried LSD... but
sure i have had one or two mild psychedelic experiences
and i am an advocate and approve of responsible and sensitive!!
experimentation, and of alternative methods for
psychiatry and mental health

and talking about experimentation
so here i experiment with my broken camera
an altered purple at the end
of my little canon who really is 'tripping'
into a limbo-ish state...

[purple]

and recommended reading on the 60's
some literary journalism mixed with
hysterical realism mister Tom Wolfe's
anecdotes "on the Bus"
The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test
my wrenched paperback

café tacvba rocked Coachella

one of the best performances of
Cafê Tacvba that i have ever seen in my life

Dejate caer
let yourself fall

check out the little dance
respect for los pinches Tacubos
they were great!



"our grandfathers and grandmothers, they said
that is not true that we come here to live,
we come just to dream
the best medicine,
the best medicine is a simple as

dejarse caer, let oneself fall"

and i recommend you to watch until the very end
you might even dance too...

ah, i still cannot believe i was right there
i remember these moments oh so well!

and here my own home-made version of
Las Flores, unfortunately i wasn't still
skilled enough with the movie features
and it's a trunked song, oh well
read above... the stupidity? ;)