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1 año, 6 mesess antes
y la brujilla de viaje, la jodía, con el Pecho. Pa que veas. Un besote
Un beso pa ella también.
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GREAT OPENING TONIGHT!
I WANNA THANK ALL THE PEOPLE WHO MADE ME LOVING BOOKS AND READING.
ALL OF THEM KNOW WHO THEY'RE SO IT'S UNNECESSARILY TO MAKE A LIST.
THANK YOU.
Summertime and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy’s rich and your ma is good lookin’
So hush little baby, don’t you cry
One of these mornings
You’re goin’ to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take the sky
But till that morning
There’s a nothin’ can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin’ by
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.
She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
When you woke up this morning everything you had was
gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice telling you there was something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
You got yourself a gun.
Desde hace unos días, pincho en un enlace que era uno de mis favoritos, que ya no funciona. Desconozco el motivo. Pero debido a su temática, no dejo de pensar que por algún motivo, se lo han cargado...
Era un foro de denuncia laboral. Lo encontré de casualidad, y allí hallé terreno abonado para practicar mi actual ocupación, ya que se nutría de sindicalismo activo. Se podía hablar sobre temas laborales, hacer denuncia de las empresas que maltratan a sus trabajadores, dejando con el culo al aire a muchas de ellas, la gente preguntaba por sus derechos... en fin, algo muy interesante en los tiempos que corren.
Puede ser que no hayan pagado el dominio, o algo así. Tal vez sufra problemas técnicos, o algo de similar índole. Pero yo no me quito de la cabeza que molestaba y se lo han cargado...
Mientras asistimos en primera fila a un desplome económico que nos ha pillado a todos en bragas, yo recomendaría a todo el mundo que se informara de sus derechos. Y que se unan. No quiero hacer proselitismo sindical. Que luego todo se sabe. Lo que quiero es compartir, con todo el dolor de mi corazón, las duras experiencias laborales que dia a dia presencio: Expedientes de regulación de empleo, suspensiones de pagos, reducción de derechos, empresas que subcontratan, que a su vez subcontratan a otras, que a su vez subcontratan a otras... y el derecho del trabajador se ve reducido a la nada... y sin encontrar al culpable en la maraña...
De ésto, ha habido siempre. Pero desde mi atalaya, ahora lo veo más claro. Y creo que sería algo asimilable a la negación del deber de socorro, el que yo no advirtiera. Ya han silenciado una voz, un instrumento de denuncia, como era el foro que han cerrado. Juegan con nuestro miedo en las empresas, y tenemos toda la razón del mundo a tener miedo de denunciar y protestar, puesto que cada vez, las leyes favorecen más a las empresas, que cada vez, se unen en gigantescas compañías donde nadie conoce a nadie, y todos son susceptibles de ser puteados. Cada vez más, el trabajador, el currito, se le hace más cuesta arriba todo. Por una parte, hay leyes que mejoran la situación, en teoría, pero a veces, éstas sirven de excusa para no renovar contratos, presionar con mobbing o bossing, etc... con lo cual, sin una protección legal detrás ¿quién asegura nada?
No hablemos del despido libre...
No hablemos de los despidos por causas objetivas....
No hablemos de modificaciones en las condiciones sustanciales de los contratos...
No hablemos de las agresiones verbales y a veces físicas a trabajadores...
En éste país, nos queda mucho por andar. Nos faltan muchos instrumentos de protección, que han de proporcionar el gobierno, regulando efectivamente las relaciones laborales. Y más ahora, que hasta se utiliza la crisis para hacer anuncios publicitarios, que por cierto, promocionan los productos de las grandes compañías... hay que joderse...
Y mientras tanto, siguen intentado silenciarnos, cerrando foros... cómo saben lo peligrosa que es la información...
Yo para empezar, montaría una huelga general de tomo y lomo. ¿Vosotros qué haríais?
De momento, os dejo otro enlace, que aunque no es el del foro, está muy bien.
(Ah, nevermind that outer space stuff, let's get down to earth!)
What is the architect doing?
He is by the riverside
What is he thinking out there?
He is committing egocide
Now isn't that a strange thing?
Well, to him it feels just
Oh we guess a person's gotta do
What a person feels he must
He said:
"I won't throw myself from the pier
I'm gonna go home and shut up for a year
And when the year is over I'll reappear
And have a solution"
I've reason to believe that what I find
Is gonna change the face of humankind
And all these years before, well I was blind
That's my conclusion
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
Now the man has understood
That outerspace is overrated
About all the problems on this Earth we should
Worry now to solve them later
And so he's brooding and alluding on a perfect design
He thinks that working on behalf of himself is a crime
He flashes out by the water, a view so divine
He's the architect of his own fate, a man in his prime
He said:
"I won't throw myself from the pier
I'm gonna go home and shut up for a year
And when the year is over I'll reappear
And have a solution"
I've reason to believe that what I find
Is gonna change the face of humankind
And all these years before, well I was blind
That's my conclusion
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
(That's it, we're going to make it)
(Don't let up)
(Don't let up or we won't make it)
(Don't let up)
(Don't let up or we won't make it)
And so he drew himself a pentagon
Thinking it through a geodesic dome
From the coast of Tahiti to the hills of Rome
Step aside cause the man will take the Nobel prize home
He said:
"I won't throw myself from the pier
I'm gonna go home and shut up for a year
And when the year is over I'll reappear
And have a solution"
Now if these aspirations bother you
Well you are just you, you don't have a clue
I'm sticking to the plan, I will see it through
Let there be no confusion
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
(I feel it's touch and go)
Cause I'm the architect
"One second" de Paradise Lost. Álbum "One second"
And for one second I lost my head
/ Durante un segundo, perdí la cabeza
and for one second, I wished that you were dead
/durante un segundo deseé que estuvieras muerta
and for one second, you wish that you were here all alone
/durante un segundo, deseas estar allí completamente sola
Hold back the tears that could fall for me.
/Devuelve las lágrimas que pudieron derramarse por mi.
And for one second, I lost my breath/Durante un segundo me quedé sin aliento
and for one second, I cherish what you said/Durante un segundo, aprecié lo que dijiste
and for one second, it seemed that I was here all alone/
Durante un segundo, me pareció estar allí completamente solo.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me/Devuelve las lágrimas que pudieron derramarse por mí.
And for one second, I understand/Durante un segundo, entendí
and for one second, my life was in your hands/durante un segundo, mi vida estuvo en tus manos
and for one second, you wish that you were here all alone
/Durante un segundo, deseaste estar allí completamente sola.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me, they fall alone.
/Devuelve las lágrimas que pudieron derramarse por mí. Ellas caerán solas.
Quedará pelín hortera, pero me encanta esta canción. Es de un grupo que se llama Dead or alive
Yeah I, I got to know your name
Well and I, could trace your private number baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some
Well I...I set my sights on you
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
(and no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come
*You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
I, I got be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in
Just a little bit closer
(little bit closer)
**All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come
I want your love
I want your love
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