tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12511290486694987512024-02-07T17:50:45.891-08:00Beyond Electric DreamsBachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251129048669498751.post-76186958834433106332009-02-02T21:36:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:50:32.597-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fotolog.com/electriccdreams"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Mb4t_TdhUkRF1YVloNtu9Kz-oazGtG7VWjCOXLZ3mZEGQLC2XASnzlabQT_SIV-HLKdWcIpMdJoFJc1wOxbPnkmVd9Lgp74hYi6kp_Prpyt7qy-c5bObfnk0-g1lYu1DXnGAdg_RTbY/s400/closerr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298441045971000162" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><i style="font-weight: bold;">[Hook:]</i><br />You better lose yourself <span style="font-weight: bold;">in the music</span>, the moment<br />You own it, you better never let it go<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You only get one shot</span>, do not miss your chance to <span style="font-size:100%;">blow</span><br />This opportunity comes <span style="font-size:100%;">once in a lifetime</span>,. yo</span></span>~<br /><br /><br /><br />Dias pasan y pasan, sigo buscandote, no te encuentro, estaras ahi?<br />quien sabe, quizas prenda la luz y me estes esperando sentada en el sillon, con tu mas fina seda, para decir 'amor'.- u.u<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Click the photograph to access to my Fotolog Page/Clickea la foto para acceder a my perfil de Fotolog.</span>Bachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251129048669498751.post-7006231112859913752009-01-12T09:33:00.000-08:002009-02-02T19:49:26.046-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHYIjMvxflD_lEw-giSK1uezWF4mQ5ysQvtxmBDBX9utdXrGHCxK8pmr-fT5KnMjpizfQTpzjINjjQoE23ctrRKrrAkkg8-ydown-gVP4vf1m6HKRoJdZjFRoYJY065YbTGK5m0GZBOY/s1600-h/isssavo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHYIjMvxflD_lEw-giSK1uezWF4mQ5ysQvtxmBDBX9utdXrGHCxK8pmr-fT5KnMjpizfQTpzjINjjQoE23ctrRKrrAkkg8-ydown-gVP4vf1m6HKRoJdZjFRoYJY065YbTGK5m0GZBOY/s400/isssavo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290462064491019426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Aquiles dijo una vez, Los Dioses nos envidian a nosotros los mortales! y el ejercito de mirmidones asombrado preguntole como eso podia ser real, y el desafiando al cielo con la mirada y tensos sus musculos por el ascecho de lo que tras los muros de aquella gigante Troya guardaba, afirmo:<br />Si nos envidian, y ah sido desde el comienzo de los tiempos que los Dioses envidian al hombre, por que nosostros <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">si podemos morir-</span></span>Bachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251129048669498751.post-78010874362923280772008-12-10T14:09:00.000-08:002008-12-10T14:31:52.670-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">L</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">i</span>ke a <span style="font-weight: bold;">R</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">oc</span>k, <span style="font-style: italic;">Li</span>ke a Pl<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">an</span>et, Like a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Fuck</span>ing <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;">A</span>tomb Bomb<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3gqibIIiJj8FQU4kWlrJmMG0F4Tj24mmiCI98-uD07YN11UrqHl5IEvYu_ltdzS_qJGN9wZzpkuKcj-3M9jaKJ9ZBI0QOk4vpT1fP9TFqTRDVP7pAdV64_azJHpdWEjujN6hSGkSRPg/s1600-h/maxitoo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3gqibIIiJj8FQU4kWlrJmMG0F4Tj24mmiCI98-uD07YN11UrqHl5IEvYu_ltdzS_qJGN9wZzpkuKcj-3M9jaKJ9ZBI0QOk4vpT1fP9TFqTRDVP7pAdV64_azJHpdWEjujN6hSGkSRPg/s400/maxitoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278287288843008674" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGq4oj1hnmjfpP34YlnSldlXtlIPqEP06gmSlAmuaasAhHIQqSyCVYMy8HJeetDF_aSjID9Lbb_N16TUttBDdrxHQJxuUWzv6VSNKlacoqlPp92ZIUQSx_zYc_KjOSgUq22XdP2m00xvg/s1600-h/newlifebyn01.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGq4oj1hnmjfpP34YlnSldlXtlIPqEP06gmSlAmuaasAhHIQqSyCVYMy8HJeetDF_aSjID9Lbb_N16TUttBDdrxHQJxuUWzv6VSNKlacoqlPp92ZIUQSx_zYc_KjOSgUq22XdP2m00xvg/s400/newlifebyn01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278289084459609058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" >I'll remain unperturbed by the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >joy</span> and the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >madness</span><br />that i encounter everywhere I turn<br />I've seen it all along<br />In<span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">books</span></span> and<span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >magazines</span><br />like a twitch before dying<br />like a <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" >pornographic</span> sea<br />there's a flower behind the window<br />there's an ugly laughing man<br />like a hummingbird in silence<br />like the blood on the door<br />it's the generator<br />oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door<br />wash me clean and I will run<br />until i reach the shore<br />I've known it all along<br />like the bone under my skin<br />like <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">actors</span></span> in a <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;">photograph</span><br />like paper in the wind<br />there's a hammer by the window<br />there's a knife on the floor<br />like turbines in darkness<br />like the blood on my door<br />it's the <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">generator</span></span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span>Bachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251129048669498751.post-16386514934738122552008-12-05T07:36:00.000-08:002008-12-05T07:43:28.801-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOD2CLaMwl6NBbrnFhXTyDnqD0piSyBNw8YFuNvmrCvD4d0E9UMmbo6x_IuCUgTIJ6c4LYBb5rSKcDDdLzu1aDAI6S4I79slSEUghQK5rpqd-sTItoWh6HCIkPmod4Vsbz_Wfor82CGGY/s1600-h/newlifebyn01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOD2CLaMwl6NBbrnFhXTyDnqD0piSyBNw8YFuNvmrCvD4d0E9UMmbo6x_IuCUgTIJ6c4LYBb5rSKcDDdLzu1aDAI6S4I79slSEUghQK5rpqd-sTItoWh6HCIkPmod4Vsbz_Wfor82CGGY/s400/newlifebyn01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331145774225346" border="0" /></a>~Beyond Electric Dreams Of Inarticulate Passion Plays ~<br /></div>Bachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1251129048669498751.post-18980660605808624212008-11-26T04:32:00.000-08:002008-11-26T04:45:43.124-08:00Octavarium<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dreamtheater.net/"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWN5Ed0I87NPsnrqwB_TD6OwFvyf4YKw-2AT13_Arjo2UG92614hl4_3Bnk-7CEVhIRMJvnKKKx0jhrr1Ue4AtChkayeETl-SBdXUGr7xrNCJO0qIcDFhc_MYh1KdeN6jOVIQULWzkK6E/s400/chaosinmotion_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272944340377060866" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote></blockquote>March 3 & 4/2008 - Buenos Aires - Argentina<br /><blockquote><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'We move in circles</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Balanced all the while</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">On a gleaming razor's edge</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A perfect sphere</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Colliding with our fate</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This story ends where it began.'</span><blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><br /><blockquote></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br />click the image to access Dream Theater oficial web-site</span><br /></div>Bachohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16719425164150458551noreply@blogger.com1