Yonder Lies It

Author: JulioSueco

  • La hora de la revolución

    Se acerca la hora de ir a trabajar ver a los colegas recibir y retransmitir la energí­a que fluye, al verles los ojos, sus emociones, sus almas. Pero qué digo,…

  • Madrid 2014

    Mañana parto hacia Madrid. Ya he estado ahí­ varias veces. 5 o 6. Pero después de Roma no hay comparación. Madrid tendrá sus bares y sus noches que nunca se…

  • secret midnight writings

    I found Carlo’s diary. Or he left it on purpose on the divan. Which is suspicious of sorts. He is going on a long vacation which gives me ample time…

  • dos autores

    TS Eliot said “April is the cruelest month” 1922 & August Strindberg said “Av alla åstider är våren erkänt den mest obehagliga” 1877. Hmm. Loosely translated it means that «of…

  • Las desgracias de uno

    Carlos siempre ha dicho de que no se queja pero no hay que dejar de notar que en lo que concierne relaciones humanas en este paí­s le ha ido de…

  • refract

    I went out for a run today. I’m into doing long distances but I got scared today. I was caught in the march weather and I knew exactly like clockwork…

  • just flesh & bones

    Ever notice the age of destiny seems like a by gone era? There’s no one to blame for your lot No mysticism behind your feelings the warning system off Everyday…

  • April is the cruelest month 2014

    During a run I noticed that the city park workers had done maintenance in our little lake called Ingsbergssjí¶n I often misspell its name. This day full of sun offered…

  • die neue Religion

    Brutal honesty. Dealings with The One. Of late I have been in a quip about how I conduct thoughts to The One. Which brings forth another dilemma: Why the Swedes…

  • NAFTA politics

    Am quite confounded by NAFTA politics. It is no secret that the legislative organ of the countries in NAFTA gear more and more towards legislation which creates capital. Having said…

  • Ask

    though our soul be enslaved by your beliefs souls dependent on your mercy & promise feeds on the milk & honey eats of not bread alone prays to thine superior…

  • One for the birds

    A little bird told me I command your presence All I have to do is think of you & et voilí ! Yearn burns desire dreams of you thinking of you…