McCain - 100 Year War

McCain claims this statement has been taken out of context and claims he is being 'Swiftboated'. What do you think?

Now check on his contextual explanation...

Alone Again ... Naturally - Gilbert O'Sullivan

Alone Again ... Naturally
Gilbert O'Sullivan

In a little while from now
If I’m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it’s like when you’re shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that’s tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally

To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well wouldn’t do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally

It seems to me that there are more hearts
broken in the world that can’t be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?

Alone again, naturally
Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally

With or Without You - U2

With or Without You
U2

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you

Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you
I cant live
With or without you

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

My hands are tied
My body bruised, shes got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you

Happy Earth Day

El Perdedor - Aventura

El Perdedor
Aventura

Hay un dicho
que no se sabe lo que se tiene
hasta que se pierde...
es verdad

te vi llorar
vivistes la monotonia
y te escuchaba hablar
pero era el que te entendia
y me robo ese tesoro de duende
y ahora comprendo era valor
que no se tapan los defectos con pretextos
si a cambio siento rencor

ay ve y dile que yo lo odio y lo detesto
por tener lo que fue mio aunque
el culpable he sido yo
que hoy lo considero un enemigo
lamentando mi perdida en la batalla por tu amor
recalcale que no duermo de noche
imaginando que en el sexo
el te debora con pasion

me falta valentia para admitirle
que a tu lado fui un chiquillo
y su hombria supero
agregale que hoy yo me rebelo
envidioso egoista impulsivo sin control

creer que yo era el unico
que tu amarias que estupido fulano
con el premio y yo el perdedor

ah..ah..ah..
the kings...

Lo vi llegar
y no pense que importaría
y te empezaba a conquistar
convirtiendote en mi enemiga
y me robo ese tesoro de duende
y ahora comprendo era valor
que no se tapan los defectos con pretextos
si a cambio siento rencor

ay ve y dile que yo lo odio y lo detesto
por tener lo que fue mio aunque
que el culpable he sido yo
que hoy lo considero un enemigo
lamentando mi perdida en la batalla por tu amor
recálcale que no duermo de noche
imaginándo que en el sexo
el te dévora con pasion

me falta madures
para admitirle que a tu lado
fui un chiquillo
y su hombría supero
agregale que hoy yo me rebelo
envidioso egoista impulsivo sin control
creer que yo era el unico
que tu amarias que estupido fulano
con el premio y yo el perdedor

ah..ah..ah..

this is bananas.
who else...

Aventura

Tarantino's Mind

The Impossible Dream - Luther Vandross

The Impossible Dream
by Joe Darion
Man of La Mancha

To dream ... the impossible dream ...
To fight ... the unbeatable foe ...
To bear ... with unbearable sorrow ...
To run ... where the brave dare not go ...
To right ... the unrightable wrong ...
To love ... pure and chaste from afar ...
To try ... when your arms are too weary ...
To reach ... the unreachable star ...

This is my quest, to follow that star ...
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far ...
To fight for the right, without question or pause ...
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause ...

And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest ...
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach ... the unreachable star ...

Ramada - April 2008

El Padre Antonio y el Monaguillo Andres

Que matan a lente pero no matan a la idea...

El Padre Antonio y su Monaguillo Andres
Ruben Blades

El Padre Antonio Tejeira vino de España,
buscando nuevas promesas en esta tierra.
Llegó a la selva sin la esperanza de ser obispo,
y entre el calor y en entre los mosquitos habló de Cristo.
El padre no funcionaba en el Vaticano,
entre papeles y sueños de aire acondicionado;
y fue a un pueblito en medio de la nada a dar su sermón,
cada semana pa' los que busquen la salvación.

El niño Andrés Eloy Pérez tiene diez años.
Estudia en la elementaria "Simón Bolivar".
Todavia no sabe decir el Credo correctamente;
le gusta el río, jugar al fútbol y estar ausente.

Le han dado el puesto en la iglesia de monaguillo
a ver si la conexión compone al chiquillo;
y su familia está muy orgullosa, porque a su vez se cree
que con Dios conectando a uno, conecta a diez.

Suenan la campanas un, dos, tres,
del Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andrés.

Suenan la campanas otra ves
del Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andrés.

El padre condena la violencia.
Sabe por experiencia que no es la solución.
Les habla de amor y de justicia,
de Dios va la noticia vibrando en su sermón:

suenan las campanas: un, dos, tres
del Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andrés.

Suenan la campanas otra ves
del Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andrés.

Al padre lo halló la guerra un domingo de misa,
dando la comunión en mangas de camisa.
En medio del padre nuestro entró el matador
y sin confesar su culpa le disparó.

Antonio cayo, ostia en mano y sin saber por qué
Andrés se murió a su lado sin conocer a Pelé;
y entre el grito y la sorpresa, agonizando otra vez
estaba el Cristo de palo pegado a la pared.
Y nunca se supo el criminal quién fue
del Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andrés.

Pero suenan las campanas otra ves,
por el Padre Antonio y su monaguillo Andres

Suenan las campanas
tierra va a temblar
suenan las campanas
por amërica
suenan las campanas
oh; virgen señora
quien nos salva ahora
suenan las campanas
de antonio y andres
suenan las campanas
ven y oyela otra ves
suena la campana
centroamericana
suena la campana
por mi tierra hermana
mira y tu veras
suena la campana
el mundo va a cambiar

Rompecabezas - Aterciopelados

Rompecabezas
Aterciopelados

Y es que fueron, fueron tus abrazos
que como sablazos me hicieron pedazos
afiladas fueron tus miradas
quedé destrozada y en llanto inundada.
Roja y loca, la flama de tu boca
me quemó, y apagarme me toca.

Empiezo una nueva vida
un rompecabezas que tendré que armar.
Bien lejos, lejos de su influjo
esa cruel fragancia que invadió mi ser.

De la maleza surgieron tus promesas
germinando tristeza en mi cabeza.
Tu bajeza me tomó por sorpresa,
para lastimar, tienes mucha destreza.
Que delicia fueron tus caricias
mala noticia, eran pura malicia.

Empiezo una nueva vida
un rompecabezas que tendré que armar.
Bien lejos, lejos de su influjo
esa extravagancia que torció mi fe.

Ya no quiero ir hacia usted corriendo,
ya no quiero más gritar su nombre.

Bien lejos, lejos de su influjo
era casi muerte, que fue su querer.
Empiezo

Artistic Impressions

Man´s Creation - The best home videos are here

Japanese Candid Camera - Chair Massage I & II

Insane Japanese Pranks - These bloopers are hilarious

El Condor Pasa - Simon & Garfunkle

Matt's New Diggs

What Dreams May Come; My Immortal - Evanescence

My Immortal
Evanescence

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

Clooney on Obama

On Children - Kahlil Gibran

On Children
Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Mi Hermanita - Aventura

Mi Hermanita
Aventura

Aventura...

Como pasan los años
Ayer éramos niños
Mami y papi luchaban
Por nuestro porvenir
Tu cuidabas de mi
Hoy yo velo por ti
Hermanita te adoro
Sé que no eres feliz

Otro golpe en la cara
Esto es cada semana
Y como siempre una excusa
Que tu ganas al fin
Que se burle de ti
Pero que hago yo aqui?
Aunque quiera ayudarte
Tu lo aceptas asi

Tu eres mi sangre
Y mi meta es salvarte
Rezo por ti

Hermanita el no te quiere quiere
Tiene como veinte mujeres
Y tu no ves

Te maltrata
Luego tu lo defiendes
Claramente no te conviene
Que no lo ves?

(Lloras) Cada ves que te pega
(Lloras) Me da rabia y pena
(Lloras) Como siento tu temor

(Lloras) En sus manos puedes morir
(Lloras) Ese hombre te hace sufrir
(Lloras) Y es ese moretón

(Lloras) Cuando escupe tu cara
(Lloras) Y con malas palabras
(Lloras) El se siente superior

Ese hombre es un animal
Un cobarde sin dignidad
Por pegarle a una mujer

El no es digno de que tanto lo ames
Piensa bien tu eres la culpable
Y tu no ves

"Ladies, keep your head up, comon'...holla back"

Mis sobrinos no deben
Por su mami correr
En tu casa hay un monstruo
Y tu duermes con el
Anda cuenta las horas
Que te ha hecho feliz
Luego cuenta los años
Que te ha hecho sufrir

Y yo no soporto
Ver mi hermana llorando
Ese hombre es una rata

No existe hombre que pueda obligarte
Estar con el puedes alejarte
Que no lo ves?

No se, siento lo que yo veo es miedo
Tu le temes a ese perro
Que no lo ves?

(Lloras) Cuando llega a la casa
(Lloras) Como un perro borracho
(Lloras) Y te pega sin razón

(Lloras) Y los niños solo lo ven
(Lloras) Y le gritan daddy no
(Lloras) No le pegues otra ves

(Lloras) Ese tipo te humilla
(Lloras) Y te habla mentiras
(Lloras) Y no tiene corazón

Deberia mejor cambiar
Que me venga a mi a pegar
Yo lo pongo en su lugar

Dark night of the Soul - Loreena McKennitt

May, 1993 - Stratford ... have been reading through the poetry of 15th century Spain, and I find myself drawn to one by the mystic writer and visionary St. John of the Cross; the untitled work is an exquisite, richly metaphoric love poem between himself and his god. It could pass as a love poem between any two at any time ... His approach seems more akin to early Islamic or Judaic works in its more direct route to communication to his god ... I have gone over three different translations of the poem, and am struck by how much a translation can alter our interpretation. Am reminded that most holy scriptures come to us in translation, resulting in a diversity of views. - Loreena McKennitt

Dark Night of the Soul
St. John of the Cross

Upon a darkened night
the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest

Shrouded by the night
and by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
while all within lay quiet as the dead

(Chorus)
Oh night thou was my guide
oh night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other

Upon that misty night
in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
than that which burned so deeply in my heart

That fire t'was led me on
and shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
it was a place where no one else could come

(Chorus)

Within my pounding heart
which kept itself entirely for him.
He fell into his sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave
and by the forest walls
the wind would brush his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
caressed my every sense it would allow

(Chorus)

I lost myself to him
and laid my face upon my lover's breast
and care and grief grew dim
as in the morning's mist became light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

Clocks - Coldplay * Buena Vista Social Club

Clocks
Coldplay feat Buena Vista Social Club

Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead

Singin’, come out if things aren’t said
Shoot an apple off my head
And a, trouble that can’t be named
Tigers waitin’ to be tamed

Singing, yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna, come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know

Singin’, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease

Singin’, yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Oh nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh

Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go