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The complete version of this post is available here,
with few personal comments, and other,
some other nonsense content i regret writing,
https://rzaprym.blogspot.com/2020/04/minutos.html
I changed the blog's colors to easier reading,
I hope is more comfortable
.
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1$ 2$ and 3$
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You dont need much,
to imprison a soul
But what do you need to break it free?,
Maybe is time.
Time goes, and walks over me
Time to time
And time is running out
So long, old age must wait
To awake the mighty
Time goes, and walks over me
From Time to time
"My life is spinning but the sign says forget me!
but someday i will forgive you"
I can not forget that
when i think about you.
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…..
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Other than to say, that the lyrics, and symbols,
from this song reminds me to some stories of my life.
Maybe there is a song that talks to you.
This one, has followed me since my childhood
In this video, the main character
Who Goes to prison, has to face enclosure,
Find ways of distraction, socialize with other prisoners.
But most important,
Deal with time.
Ricardo Arjona - Minutos (Video Oficial) HQ
https://youtu.be/9BWreYe1BGI
La posibilidad de que el tiempo nos anuncie
Que no estaremos aqui pare siempre
Es la patada en el culo mas importante
para ponernos a vivir de manera inmediata.
The possibility that time will announce us
That we won't be here forever
It is the most important ass kick
to start living immediately.
Live 2020 Concert, Argentina
Ricardo Arjona - Circo Soledad EN VIVO - Minutos - Episodio 23 de 24
https://youtu.be/_xU6x730iRM
El reloj de pared
Anunciando las 6:23
El pasado con sed
Y el presente es un atleta sin pies
Ya son las 6:43
Y el cadáver del minuto que paso
Me dice así se vive aquí te guste o no
Y la nostalgia pone casa en mi cabeza
Y dan las 6 con 50
Quien te dijo que yo
Era el sueño que soñaste una vez
Quien te dijo que tú
Voltearías mi futuro al revés
Ya son las 7:16
Y el cadáver del minuto que pasó
Me dice tu estrategia te arruinó
No queda más que ir aprendiendo a vivir solo
Si te quedan agallas
La casa no es otra cosa
Que un cementerio de historias
Enterradas en fosas
Que algunos llaman memorias
Minutos,
Como sal en la herida
Se me pasa la vida
Gastando el reloj
Minutos,
Son la morgue del tiempo
Cadáveres de momentos
Que no vuelven jamás
No hay reloj que de vuelta hacia atrás
Como duele gastar
El instante en el que tu ya no estas
Como cuesta luchar
Con las cosas que no vuelven mas
Ya son las 9:23
Y el cadáver del minuto que paso
Se burla de mis ganas de besar
La foto que dejaste puesta en el buró
Mi soledad es tu venganza
El ministerio del tiempo
Puso sede en mi almohada
Ahí te encuentro a momentos
Aunque no sirve de nada
Minutos,
Como sal en la herida
Se me pasa la vida
Gastando el reloj
Minutos,
Son la morgue del tiempo
Cadáveres de momentos
Que no vuelven jamás
No hay reloj que de vuelta hacia atrás
Minutos que se burlan de mi
Minutos como furia de mar
Minutos pasajeros de un tren que no va a ningún lugar
Minutos como lluvia de sal
Minutos como fuego en la piel
Minutos forasteros que vienen y se van sin decir
Minutos que me duelen sin ti
Minutos que no pagan pensión
Minutos que al morir formaran el batallón de ayer
Minutos que se roban la luz
Minutos que me oxidan la fe
Minutos inquilinos del tiempo mientras puedan durar
Minutos que disfrutan morir
Minutos que no tienen lugar
Minutos que se estrellan en mi....son kamikases de Dios
https://genius.com/Ricardo-arjona-minutos-lyrics
This is a custom translation, mixing other two i found.
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/minutos-minutes.html-0
The clock on the wall
Announcing that it's 6:23
The past is thirsty
And the present is an athlete without feet.
And it's now 6:43,
And the corpse of the minute that passed,
Tells me, this is how you live here,
whether you like it or not.
And nostalgia sets up house in my head,
And it's 6:50.
Who told you that I
Was the dream that you dreamed one time,
Who told you that you
Would turn my future upside down.
Now it's 7:16,
And the corpse of the minute that passed
tells me that your strategy ruined you,
there's nothing left for you to learn except for how to live alone,
If you've still got the guts.
"The home" is not any other thing
than a cemetery of stories
buried in pits
which some call memories.
Minutes
Like salt in a wound
as life passes me by
spending the clock
Minutes
are the morgue of time
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
How it hurts to spend
that instant in which you're no longer here,
How much it costs to fight
for the things that will never come back.
And now it's 9:23
and the corpse of the minute that passed,
is mocking my desire to kiss
the photo that you left sitting on the drawer
My loneliness is your vengeance.
The Bureau of Time
Put its headquarter on my pillow.
There I encountered moments with you
even though it served no purpose.
Minutes
Like salt in a wound
as life passes me by
spending the clock
Minutes
are the morgue of time
the corpses of moments
that don't ever return
there is no clock that can turn things back
Minutes that make fun of me,
Minutes like the fury of the sea,
Minutes are passengers on a train
that doesn't go anywhere.
Minutes like a salt rain,
Minutes like fire on the skin,
Minutes that are outsiders
that come and go without saying
Minutes that hurt me without you,
Minutes that don't pay rent,
Minutes that, upon death, formed
the battalion of Yesterday.
Minutes that steal the light,
Minutes that rust my faith,
minutes tenants of time as long as they last,
Minutes that enjoy dying,
Minutes that have no place,
Minutes that crash into me….are kamikazes of God.
Minutes within walls
Guatemala
Day 21 0850 April 11, 2020
It is 21 days since Quarantine.
I remember I wrote some time ago,
That it was going to be only 21 days,
21 days, and then I would be free.
I remember I woke up to a warm morning with. the calming sounds of birds,
And the wind blowing through my window,
I woke up thinking how much I wanted for everything to change,
But not this way.
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Listen, I know that things are difficult,
Leaving the past behind,
Is something is easy to say
But not easy to do.
But I understand one thing.
If I don’t resolve the past,
I cannot receive the gifts of the future.
To play it this way,
I cannot go into the next level from Tony Hawk
If I don’t first collect the tapes,
And earn the highest score.
You really don’t forget the past,
Saying, "leave the past behind"
Is not the solution.
The past is not something you just forget
Or something you just leave,
But is something that can be resolved,
That I can forgive.
To forgive the past,
Is to heal yourself,
To resolve the past,
Is to go to your wounds,
And heal them.
They are things that are left undone,
To finish the old commitments,
Debts, that must be finished,
To End those debts,
Give away what is owed.
They are debts so absurdly high
That could never ever be repayed on two lifetimes.
That is forgivenes
To forgive the debt
"Two men were in debt to a banker.
One owed five hundred silver pieces,
the other fifty. Neither of them could pay up,
and so the banker canceled both debts."
So, it is not possible to even repay,
So is better to forgive.
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Nothing form the past can't harm,
Because the past is just memories,
Thoughts made of memories of
Experiences of the past,
Not real in this moment,
To be free of haunting thoughts,
To stop ruminant thinking
Is necessary to access silence,
Peace and stillness, lack of noise.
If a thought comes to me,
I recognize it as a thought,
If I want, I can Evaluate it,
Meditate on it, but I move on
Because as soon I access silence,
Peace, and attention to all things,
the thought disappears, and the haunting ideas,
Memories, or past, are gone.
Thoughts are like Saliva,
They are a natural segregation from the body,
It comes, it goes,
And cannot be stopped,
It is a tool,
that makes us sentient and rational beings.
Helps us to remember our way home,
To measure and ponder and calculate,
Thoughts cannot be eliminated,
And Shouldn't, but can be understood,
And can be noticed,
Can be moved, like water.
Now what is silence, what is peace.
To Listen to every sound, to see every color,
To feel every fiber.
Every slightest taste,
Every breeze from the wind,
Every single blow from the mind,
Listen, Hear, and feel,
dream
You may be locked in a room right now,
But you can access everything using your mind,
You can feel your heartbeat,
You can be aware of the totality of your own body.
You can feel your breathing,
You understand now,
This is what makes every single material thing useless,
Because the whole existence,
The whole essence of what makes reality is within you.
The creation, is not separate from the creator,
Just like the paintings and designs you make,
They are not separate from you.
And you are not separate from the All.
Even if you don’t want to,
you exist right now,
And we both are part of it.
Your pain, is my pain,
And your joy, is my joy
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Use your mind,
Professor X
Use your mind to shape reality
If you don’t become one with the Mind,
You will not be able to preserve yourself.
You must synchronize your actions,
Accordingly,
To make sure they reality you are building,
Is one with the everything that it is.
That what you are doing right now,
Is what you are supposed to be.
That you are where,
you are needed
That you are moving into a river,
And that your actions are flowing
towards the flow of the water.
Time
Time…….?
Time, Dr. Freeman?
https://youtu.be/14cgH6MiYf8
April 12, 2020
22 days of Quarantine
April 13, 2020
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