Gris eterno...

Bienvenidos a mi blog. Mi nombre es Jorge, tengo 18 años de edad y resido en Puerto Rico, isla del encanto. Aquí leerás las partes más oscuras y apasionadas de mi ser; poesía, música, imágenes, todo que nos haga conectar. Aquí te invito a que entres en mi mente, a que sientas lo que yo siento, a que seas tú como yo soy yo.

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Mmm.

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Eric Fortune

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Um ok...

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illustration from SImplicissimus, a satirical weekly magazine published in Germany, 1896 through 1937

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The Cosmic Web of the Tarantula Nebula 

by Damian Peach

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Mmmmm.

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I got da purple!!

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Duy Huynh

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David Ryckaert III

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1/25/14 DMT Experience

As I slowly inhaled, I watched as reality began to distort itself. Inanimate objects were suddenly moving and the room suddenly changed in ways I simply cannot describe. At first, I felt a kind of fear I had never experienced before; my legs were shaking, I was cold, and saw figures I hadn't ever seen before this experience. There were many eyes in the room, as if something(s) was watching my every move, watching as I quickly figured out the "truth" behind this realm and, slowly, I began to accept it all. 

By this time, I knew I had to close my eyes and delve even deeper into this state of "reality". As soon as I closed my eyes, various visions rapidly came to me all at once. At first, it was kind of overwhelming, but, then... I discovered how erroneous it is of us to think that, what we see, is all there is to this world. I visited various worlds in various scenarios. I was then gazing at a "cartoony" sky and some type of bird flying in it; then, the images all shattered and I was sent to what resembled a city. In this city, everything that seemed to be edifices were made of strange, metal-like materials; a lot of which looked like gold and silver. There were very surreal entities surrounding me, all careless as to who I was or what I was doing there. Then, I opened my eyes.

I felt this beautiful sense of enlightenment, something that cannot be explained to reasonable detail. I looked at each of my friends in the room and figured out why each one was so special. The girl had kind of a purple, beautiful aura that allowed me to view her inner beauty as if it was a physical one. The others (all male) gave me a great feeling of brotherhood and companionship. Suddenly, one of my friend's cats came into the room and I was deeply perplexed by it. The colors and patterns of its fur were truly magnificent. The cat appeared to have higher intelligence than one would think when experiencing "reality". The cat showed me various facial expressions; it even smiled and winked at me. The decorative horse skull in the room had eyeballs and stared at me. Everything in the room was incredibly surreal.

Just when I came back to "reality", I was sure of something: I will never see the world like I did before ever again. My eyes were opened to what is truly real. I am enlightened.

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Fili en la mano por Jorge Arroyo

Aquí andamos

Con el fili en la mano

Cantamos, conversamos, fumamos

Nada más que hacer, solo chilear un rato

Y no importa cuanto quede de ese cripi

No importa cuantas veces no los pases

Siempre mamaremos ese fili

Por eso nunca te pregunto si lo haces

Ya sé que siempre cortarás esa clase

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Takato Yamamoto

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Toshio Saeki

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En tu habitación solitaria y en tu lecho aún más solitario, el polvo de tus pensamientos gime: “no puedo más, no puedo más”. Sábanas que huelen a mortaja y espíritu blanqueado por la lividez final. Y cuando todo parece romperse en ti, el temblor de la pura existencia te vuelve a traer más acá de ti mismo, a los mundos inmediatos del error, de la naturaleza.

Cioran Emil / Indreptar Patimas / Bréviarie des vaicuns, 33 (fragmento)