Sunday, 28 April 2013


Don't kid yourself, and don't fool yourself: This love's too good to last, and I'm too old to dream...
Don't grow up too fast, and don't embrace the past: This life's too good to last, and I'm too young to care
This life could be the last, and we're too young to see.

(redescubriendo el Absolution... Por enésima vez)


Look to the stars, let hope burn in your eyes
And we'll love and we'll hate and we'll die... All to no avail, all to no avail
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you...
I wish I could.

Thursday, 25 April 2013


"I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave".

- Jareth, King of the Goblins, "Labyrinth" (Jim Henson, 1986)

Saturday, 20 April 2013

Back from the crypt

So, there we go again. That permanent state of uneasiness never wears off. And I think, by now, it will never do.
Dependant. Weak. Unpleasant to see. Full of the deceit of fake fondness.
Like the Crypt Keeper must feel sometimes.