domingo, noviembre 27, 2005
viernes, noviembre 25, 2005
La navaja de Okham

Hoy en clase de filosofía me he sentido como si hubieran revelado algún secreto mio.
Por parte sentí verguenza,por parte rabia.Era algo que sólo algunas personas cercanas a mi sabían de su existencia y del uso que yo le daba y ,de pronto, 40 personas estaban viéndolo escrito en la pizarra,inconscientes de su relevancia.
Mi porfesora nos ha explicado (si es que a lo que hace se le llama explicar) la Navaja de Okham
,con la que,desde hace unos cuantos años, hay quien tiene que soportar mis momentos filosóficos intentando explicar algo, a lo que finalmente aplico esta teoria porque soy incapaz de razonarlo,cosa que ultimamente me pasa mucho...
jueves, noviembre 24, 2005
miércoles, noviembre 23, 2005
sin mensajes subliminales...

Picture yourself on a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she's gone...
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers that grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxies appear on the shores
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Picture yourself in a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah






