Ashtear's Corner of Reality

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Last DK Quest Chain

Lask Dk quest chain from Masteve on Vimeo.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

The idea of togetherness, love, warmth, tenderness and mutual understanding fascinates you but you seem to be embarrassed by the thought of allowing this to appear openly. It would appear that you employ a cautious exploratory tactic in the pursuit of this objective, making sure that you are neither irrevocably committed nor found out.

Enough is enough. Nothing seems to be working out as you would like it to and it has got to the stage where you feel as if you can't be bothered anymore. The way you feel is that it would be great if you could be cut off from everything and take it easy - be it only for a short time.

You know what you want and you are very dogmatic and demanding - especially in your emotional demands. You have specific ideas and beliefs and if these beliefs are not realised you can become extremely frustrated. You may not be that perfect but you are looking for perfection with the perfect partner.

From every direction there appear to be unwarranted restrictions on your freedom of action and this is producing considerable stress. You're really looking for independence and freedom from any restriction and therefore avoiding any obligations or anything which might prove hampering. You are being subjected to considerable pressures and you would like nothing better than to escape from them but you tend to lack the necessary strength of purpose to succeed in this. Whichever way you turn you are being frustrated. You need to be free to do your 'thing' in your own way.

You are fed up with other people trying to influence you and you also feel that it is necessary to protect yourself from the threat that your independence and freedom may be restricted. You would just like to be left alone.

Monday, May 12, 2008

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What am i thinking...

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What the fuck is wrong with me?

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Monday, May 05, 2008

El Piyayo

¿Tu conoces al ”Piyayo”
un viejecillo renegro, reseco y chicuelo;
la mirada de gallo
pendenciero
y hocico de raposo
tiñoso...
que pide limosna por "tangos"
y maldice cantando "fandangos"
gangosos?

¡A chufla lo toma la gente
y a mi me da pena
y me causa un respeto imponente!

Ata a su cuerpo una guitarra,
Que chilla como una corneja
Y zumba como una chicharra
Y tiene arrumacos de vieja
Pelleja.
Yo le he visto cantando,
Babeando
De rabia y de vino,
Bailando
Con saltos felinos
Tocando a zarpazos,.
Los acordes de un viejo"tangazo"
Y, a sus contorsiones de ardilla,
Hace son con la sucia calderilla.

¡ a chufla lo toma la gente
y a mi me da pena
y me causa un respeto imponente!

Es su extraño arte
su cepo y su cruz,
su vida y su luz,
su tabaco y su aguardientillo...
y su pan y el de sus nietecillos:
"churumbeles" con greñas de alambre
y panzas de sapos.
Que aullan de hambre
Tiritando bajo los harapos;
Sin madre que lave su roña;
Sin padre que "afane"
Porque pena una muerte en santoña;
Sin mas sombra que la del abuelo...
¡poca sombra, porque es tan chicuelo;
en el altozano
tiene un cuchitril
¡a las vigas alcanza la mano;
y por lumbre y por luz, un candil.
Vacia sus alforjas
Que son sus bolsillos,
Bostezando los siete chiquillos,
Se agrupan riendo.
Y entre carantoñas les va repartiendo
Pan y pescao frito,
Con la parsimonia de un antiguo rito:
¡chavales!
¡pan de flor de harina!
Mascarlo despasio.
Mejo pan no se come en palasio.
Y este pescaito, ¡no es na?
¡sacao uno a uno del fondo del má!
¡gloria pura él!
Las espinas se comen tamié,
Que to es alimento...

Asi....despasito.
¡no llores, Manuela!
Tu no pués, porque no tiés muelas.
¡es tan chiquitita
mi niña bonita!..
así, despasito.
Muy remascaito,
Migaja a migaja, que dure,
Le van dando fin
A los cinco reales que costo el festín.
Luego entre guiñapos durmiendo,
Por matar el frío, muy apiñaditos.
La Virgen María contempla al “Piyayo”
Riendo
Y hay un Angel rubio que besa la frente
De cada gitano chiquito.

¡A chufla lo toma la gente!...
¡y a mi me da pena
y me causa un respeto imponente!

JOSE CARLOS DE LUNA (1890-1965)

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Japanese Prank...

Sunday, April 27, 2008

My island

These are the corners in my little island, few as they are in today's concrete world, that make me smile, and be happy to be alive. Alive to see such places, the beauty and bounty of mother nature.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

I Miss You...

I miss you. I walk outside and it starts to rain again. And just when i feel worst, i'm reminded by nature of the best things in life. Reminded of you. Pink in the cheeks as i say how much i love you. Green in your mind as you come up with twisted things in there. Red as the intense love we feel for each other. Blue as the soothing sensation we feel when we're together. Yellow as the jealousy that i feel sometimes, for i can't think of not being with you. A deep rich purple, analogous to the depth of our peace and happiness when together. And orange, as the burning passion that drives us to a future, together. I love you, and i hope that you can see just how much...

Monday, April 14, 2008

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Testing posting from an email message from my cellphone...

Hey...

Heya guys. I haven't posted here in ages. And it's because sincerely, I have no time to do so.

I'm gonna try, though.

Hopefully, After work, or from my cellphone at work, I can sit down and leave a status update here, as well as something i'm writing... Maybe it'll be good, I hope...

Friday, March 28, 2008

Crisis Core - Genesis & Angeal Vs Sephiroth

Crisis Core - Genesis & Angeal Vs Sephiroth - The funniest movie is here. Find it

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Dead

This year I have lost 5 people, all dear to me, two of them fundamental to my soul. And in all, like always, I feel like I never really appreciated them until they were gone.

I first lost a great man, Guillermo Colon, my then-girlfriend's grandfather. A very wise man, full of experiences to relate regarding everything from construction to war experiences and many other things in between. He was like a living book, full of adventures and a life that was full of love and energy. He left behind a loving wife and a great daughter, the mother of my other.

I lost my grandmother, Blanca Viera. A wonderful woman, who taught me many things and who served as the focal point of my family on my mother's side. I miss her terribly, and still remember fondly how she used to bring bubbles to the tub when I was bathing, just to make me happy. She leaves behind two daughters and a husband, not to mention the grandkids.

I lost Zulma Cordero, a person who at first glance would not seem to really carry that much meaning in my heart except for a single shred of a memory, the only one I still remember of her. I remember sitting with her, in front of a giant projector machine, which she used to amplify reading materials, since she was almost blind. I remember the letters were the size of my face. I carry the strong impression that she was one of the people who taught me how to read when I was a child, and that frozen image of her with her projector and me with the huge letters fills me with warmth and sadness whenever I bring it up in my mind. She leaves behind two brothers, and her parents. Her godchild, my brother, whom she cared little for, was the person who dragged her out of where she died, when the paramedics came. No godchild should have to carry her dead godmother, the same way no father should watch her daughter dead.

I lost my other, Chrisenid Hernandez, just a few months ago. My girlfriend of almost-but-not-quite six years, she took all meaning in my life with her. But I don't blame her. I treated her unfairly and emotionally abusively, from my jealousy at the beginning to my random escapades with friends at the end. I wish the best for her, and that she may find someone that truly loves and cherishes her. Funny that, once when we were starting, she asked me for a star. And, as usual, I figure out how to give it to her only too late for it to be of any use. She leaves behind dreams of a home and children, cats and dogs, a loving family.

Finally, I lost myself, today. I lost my dreams and hopes, my desires and fantasies. I have come to the conclusion that there is nothing left in this old shell of a life that remains, and decided to give up everything and start again. Will probably leave for the Air Force or some similar program, something that hopefully takes me far away, not to come back. Too many painful memories in this island.

To all who read this, value what you have. Cherish every second, every kiss, every caress, every smile. You never know when you might lose it, or which will be the last one.