Zazek's wings

Just because it's Christmas and at Christmas you tell the truth...

2009-12-19T21:24:00.000-08:00

Quiero hablar de un sueño, el sueño que tuve hace un año y es importante porque no me había sentido tan inspirada como en ese momento. Se trata de conocer el amor, no con un nombre o una persona en específico, sólo amor. Se trata de reconocer el sentimiento porque la vida cambia en sí misma de sólo pensar y creer en él.
Es tan simple como caminar separados y reconocer en el otro la verdad por un instante, saber pese a todas las mentiras y las máscaras usadas cotidianamente que ese alguien a quien ves (sin mirarlo a veces) se desnuda ante tí hasta convertirse no sólo en tu reflejo sino en tu motor y la base de cada pensamiento.
A veces decimos "te amo" convencionalmente o decimos "te quiero" a destiempo y sin correspondencia para llenar formularios, cubrir falsas expectativas o por miedo a romper con lo ya logrado y comenzar de nuevo. Sin embargo descubres que nunca las palabras son tan fuertes como la voz que escuchas, las letras que se convierten en pequeñas señales lejanas o la imagen convertida en diferentes seres pero que sabes es a quien amas ¿suena contradictorio? Tal vez pero es la más lógica y mejor forma de explicarlo, de la misma forma que se explica el que me niegue una y otra vez a escribir tu nombre.
Y como todo sueño a veces toca despertar.
Las imágenes se disparan frente a nuestros ojos, claves de lo que el otro deja adentro...
Ya no te busco en la letra de las canciones porque he descubierto que sabes a la melodía que llega sin avisar un 18 de diciembre como la magia que se quedó dentro de mi hace justo un año. Por un momento quise cuestionar eventos pero ¿cómo puede un simple ser humano cuestionar tanto a la vida si a lo único que debiera dedicarse es a sentir?
Entonces cierro los ojos y escucho...
El amor es mi mirada a los seis años plena y llena de ilusiones.
El amor es un par de calcetas en el aire mientras se comparte la culpa de ser un par de niños.
El amor es no haberle dicho que le amaba y huir.
El amor es haber dibujado un paisaje chiapaneco en mis sueños y congelarlo ahi con el azul de sus ojos.
El amor es una taza de café.
El amor son unos ojos tristes que insisten en querer ser libres.
El amor son un par de hoyuelos que se delatan al compás de su risa.
El amor es una simple melodía que describe perfectamente la historia que te quiero contar.
El amor es tu nombre, tu forma, tu nacionalidad, tu ir y venir, tu ausencia, tu vino, tus manos, tus noches de insomnio y jornada de trabajo.
El amor soy yo pensándote de la misma manera en un momento inoportuno. Sólo por que sí.

(just push it is for you)

And so it is just like you said it would be...

2009-08-28T20:57:00.000-07:00

Why

2009-08-28T20:20:00.001-07:00

I was not sure why I started this blog, maybe because someone else had this idea before and I tought is a nice way to talk with you. Later with the time I noted that I could read again and make me understand how was that it happened. Now I understood. Yes, the first reason.
I wanted to write my history, well our history because If I dont write it I couldnt know if all was real. Certainly, I had to believe in my senses, all that I see and heard.
This blog makes real all that I said before and can be alive forever.
You was one important thing in my life and I didnt know you, no as the people took as normal.
I have for sure somenthing. Second Life is not for me, not anymore.

Is not enought to say that I miss you

2009-08-28T20:08:00.000-07:00

Untouched, The Veronicas

Because the love comes again...

2009-08-07T11:09:00.000-07:00

No matter what happens the love always will return with us...
Instructions...
1.- Take your headphone
2.- Play the video
3.- Close your eyes
4.- Think about your love
5.- Listen the music, the drums... bee bom, bee bom
You will fill your soul with so much love... and your heart will dance with me...
my love. And do you know why? because the love comes again!

Fernando Pessoa: Alberto Caeiro, em "O Guardador de Rebanhos", 8-3-1914

2009-08-05T09:45:00.000-07:00

O meu olhar é nítido como um girassol.
Tenho o costume de andar pelas estradas
Olhando para a direita e para a esquerda,
E de vez em quando olhando para trás...
E o que vejo a cada momento
É aquilo que nunca antes eu tinha visto,
E eu sei dar por isso muito bem...
Sei ter o pasmo essencial
Que tem uma criança se, ao nascer,
Reparasse que nascera deveras...
Sinto-me nascido a cada momento
Para a eterna novidade do Mundo...

Creio no mundo como num malmequer,
Porque o vejo. Mas não penso nele
Porque pensar é não compreender...

O Mundo não se fez para pensarmos nele
(Pensar é estar doente dos olhos)
Mas para olharmos para ele e estarmos de acordo...

Eu não tenho filosofia; tenho sentidos... Se falo na Natureza não é porque saiba o que ela é, Mas porque a amo, e amo-a por isso Porque quem ama nunca sabe o que ama Nem sabe por que ama, nem o que é amar...

Amar é a eterna inocência,
E a única inocência não pensar...

The call by Regina Spektor

2009-08-04T00:08:00.000-07:00

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye

You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye.

A kiss for luck and we're on our way

2009-07-30T17:17:00.000-07:00

Sharing horizons that are new to us

Watchin the signs along the way

Talkin it over just the two of us

Working together day to day,

together...

quando mi innamoro non c'é nessuno che me puo cambiare che me puo staccare da lui

2009-07-22T21:36:00.000-07:00

Parole parole....

sweet poetry for you...

2009-07-15T10:27:00.000-07:00

Is a poet from Cuba, Nelson Simón, I was reading his poetry and I am impressed, I am living his words as mine, slowly Simón keeps me inside of his eyes and my eyes see now the life by his point of view." The literature is a lover but a true lover so I cant cheat this love", yes is true Simón our only love, the only eternal power... words.

Como quién llega a las costas de un sueño

Por eso abro los ojos para que nada escape,

para que todo llegue a ti

con el brillo y el color que ahora acaricia a mi cuerpo

y me hace recordar la suavidad nerviosa de tus manos,

dulces bestias,

que silenciosas bajaban cada día

a beber del agua que les ofrecía mi cansancio.

Veloces cruzan ante mí

los sitios con los que nos estaba prohibido soñar,

el luminoso país que construíamos

-con la complicidad de dos espías que se aman-

sobre el estrecho andamio

de nuestra inventada libertad.

En los abismos que Ia desesperanza cavaba entre los dos,

levantábamos encaladas casas, bosques de abedules olorosos,

ríos mansos, altas torres y altos edificios

disolviedose en la inmensidad

de otro azul y otro cielo más habitable.

Pero nunca llegamos a descubrir

el verdadero tamaño que podían alcanzar aquellos sueños

-pequeñas antorchas,

velas moldeadas con la empobrecida cera

de nuestros corazones,

cirios que nos ofrecía Dios

para alumbrar y calentar el aire viciado

que respirábamos-.

Nunca logramos atrapar en nuestras conversaciones

los tintes suaves, el baño de oro

con que el otoño amarillea

la copa de los árboles,

ni el rojo de estos atardeceres

que parecen sumergir la ciudad

en un vaso de vino.

Aquí nada me es familiar. Como si abriera una ventana

y por primera vez me asomara a la vida,

voy entrando a los pueblos, voy descubriendo calles

con la misma sed con que antes recorrí tu cuerpo

y ningún rostro parece conocer el dolor,

ningún sitio exhibe las mordeduras del tiempo,

los olvidos del polvo

o la lujuria del sol que nos cegaba

y hacia palidecer los paisajes.

Me detengo en las plazas, dejo correr mis ojos

como si en mi interior,

vigilantes y dulces se me abrieran los tuyos

y hasta las rosas parecen disfrutar de una libertad

que las hace crecer desordenadamente,

volverse inofensivas, perfumadas,

carnosas como los besos de un amante

que después de un largo viaje

vuelve a casa.

Yo miro para ti. Yo sueño para ti

y voy guardando imágenes,

detalles que no escapan a mi asombro:

los góticos silencios de viejos edificios;

las flores de neón, sus tupidas corolas;

los nidos de cigüeñas, redondos sobre los campanarios,

abiertos al cielo como un vacío pecho

que espera compañía;

las hermosas muchachas que se hunden

en el charco de su palidez,

los jóvenes distantes y ceñidos,

tan próximos a la perfección

que al pasar por mi lado los confundo

con ángeles.

Como el descubridor que toca al fin las costas de su sueño,

como quien pone una camisa blanca a su esperanza

mis ojos van besando lo que encuentran para que nada escape,

para que todo llegue a ti

porque en tu cuerpo se resume mi país,

la vida que a mi espalda se cierra

como la oscura boca de un túnel

en el que eres el único punto luminoso.

song...

2009-07-08T22:53:00.000-07:00

Is the perfect song, was the perfect history...

Understanding...

2009-07-07T16:29:00.000-07:00

Write is understand, follow the line in the middle of the way and descover what happens on my head.
I needed to know what happened with you and me, was you?...
Conection, until this morning this word dance on my head trying to find the meaning... was you?
I spent the time looking for that meaning the meaning of you and me. Some friends and the strangers can tell me "is a game" "is a role-play" when you said somenthing and I gave to you for answer: eu amo-te muito.
So.. is a game?
One day happened... one lost girl found me... a stranger as you and me when we met... and I understood, I gave and do my best... but this day I was in your place, I was the teacher, I showed the world softly and gently as you did it with me...
And yes I got my answer... is easy have the conection... one simple day two strangers can be the perfect lovers, but just for one day... the flame of the love didnt happen it was just a little spark and nothing else happens, maybe a nice friendship. So was me? But I never decided to play a game, no. I just wanted to feel and understand...
The loneliness maked me face one more chance to prove it: "this is a game" and forget again the words and feelings. I needed to dry myself...
So I gave all again, I gave myself until got this empty sensation of my soul... I crossed this line to look inside of my heart...
My answer? Emptyness.
Walking around my room as this little space was the Universe I'd hoped to find the way to cross the ocean and...
I was reading about this "problem"... the people use the tags: sick, obsession, game, adiction... when I finished my reading I really felt sick... but no I dont want to write right now about me... I have to understand it before....

Vote Caggles!

2009-07-05T00:46:00.001-07:00

This saturday was the real rezz day (lol) of EmmieLou Caggles my sweet girlfriend in Second Life lol. Emmie, how many adventures? many and with so much fun. We was dancing in the moon (really), driving, and kidding. I can remember our visit to Bogarts, one nice Jazz's club, in this club the girls show their best gown but Emmie didnt decide about one nice gown and we have to dance! so we decided that she had to use jacket lol and then an elegant Emmie came with me to Bogarts. This is the kind of adventures that we used to realize, I enjoy her company because she is so brightside lol she has the courage to know what she wants and dont stop til she has it and the same time is a tender girl who care about her friends. I cant live my second life without this kind of friends I am sure about it.
My dear Emmie, I am so happy to know that you are in love, happy because you celebrate the life every day and no matters if is hot lol you are funny anyway. Your happy point of view, you generous way to share the life is amazing . Nothing can stop your steps I can see it, I feel better when you are with me because I know if one day I need you you will be there as I weill be there for you.
I hope the life give you beautiful surprises, the most beautiful that you cant imagine and one day I will take a flight to see you and we will take a cup of tea lol well maybe wine, I want to laught as we do til now.
Feliz cumpleaños mi pequeña Emmie, sueña que tus sueños son realidad, porque sólo así serán, dulces y verdaderos.
I want you so much dear Emmie. Thanks for your hands, your smiles and the way that you make me laught . Is a pleasure share my SL with you.

Ahuva...

2009-07-03T18:29:00.000-07:00

Ahuva, one of my dear friends in Second Life, had been exploring Second Life since one year ago and she had to celebrate it!! I was in the party! Lovely music and excellent company, I felt so good there so happy because I was working and I didnt know if I can stay online. Ahuva means so much for me, as friend I learned a lot from her the most important thing is trust in people. And I guess is the best way to live, trust in your senses, if you see, heard,touch or feel... trust that all is true, because if you dont do that your life could be complicated. And she is the most happy and brilliant girl in Second Life, (I love her hair lol) and is my friend lol I am so proud about it.
Ahuva: when I was a child I was scared about the death, think that I cant see or talk with my family or my close friends maked me sad, my firsts months living this weirdo second life I felt so horrible when I lost some friends, thanks to you I understood that it happens frecuently in this Universe because the life goes so fast. For that reason we have to enjoy every little instant but is not easy. Is not easy for me yet, I dont know how to manage it, but I am trying and thanks to you my dear Ahuva because when I am sad you always show me the happy side of the moon lol and if we dont have a happy side you paint the moon with brilliants colors and I can smile, can I do the same for you my friend?

Interrogação

2009-06-26T17:59:00.000-07:00

Interrogação

Não sei se isto é amor. Procuro o teu olhar,
Se alguma dor me fere, em busca de um abrigo;
E apesar disso, crê! nunca pensei num lar
Onde fosses feliz, e eu feliz contigo.

Por ti nunca chorei nenhum ideal desfeito.
E nunca te escrevi nenhuns versos românticos.
Nem depois de acordar te procurei no leito
Como a esposa sensual do Cântico dos cânticos.

Se é amar-te não sei. Não sei se te idealizo
A tua cor sadia, o teu sorriso terno...
Mas sinto-me sorrir de ver esse sorriso
Que me penetra bem, como este sol de Inverno.

Passo contigo a tarde e sempre sem receio
Da luz crepuscular, que enerva, que provoca.
Eu não demoro a olhar na curva do teu seio
Nem me lembrei jamais de te beijar na boca.

Eu não sei se é amor. Será talvez começo...
Eu não sei que mudança a minha alma pressente...
Amor não sei se o é, mas sei que te estremeço,
Que adoecia talvez de te saber doente.

Camilo Pessanha

Teach me how to love you

2009-06-26T00:56:00.000-07:00

I didnt have so much time to sleep this week, as I'd told before my real avatar was busy reading, writing, well just living the real and crazy life lol, but I want to tell you somenthing...
If I could find the reason or how to explain you the reason because sometimes I miss you so much the things could be easy. But the days are running one by one and always in a little time I miss you. The real life insist in remember me that in the other side of the world you exist with this sweet smile and with all your happyness... lovely, my friends my support do their best! I am so grateful. I love them.
Pomposka, my sweet Pomposka loves me a lot, he is able to see my eyes and more he can looks inside of my heart, Monti always reading me, try to be a positive person and is so lovely, fulling my lofe with music.
Now I wanted to be in neverland just with you and say with my hole heart: "yes I do" I believe I believe in magic!! and the fairies alive!!!
And the magic came, as always, making me remember all that you say... that you gave.
You are the magic in every little cell of my body, you are... I am falling...
I cant fall sleeeeeeping
but I want to sing in japanese for you, follow... the video..
pono pono nano saca nano tooo lol
please teach me to love with the distance, teach how to cover you in a sweet moment with all my soul, I want to know you as you know me before. Teach to follow your shadow and at the end, when your world cross mine, kiss you deeply and hold your heart.
Teach me how to love... you.

Thanks Pomposka, for your gently way to make me cry. And for show me how to love... him.

I love you free

2009-06-23T16:49:00.000-07:00

Again, a few days busy and I didnt write anything but yesterday I had a long coffee time with Roland and Jean Paul whispering answers...
Is lovely how we can express and leave naked the words, the intentions and emotions always will be real. That means that you can say one phrase but behind of this you will find the true intention...
The words as the eyes are transparents we can not lie, we take always no just the best part, we take all, the Unity and show all that we have, no matters we try to hide and use the words, the words always are free.
Theory.
The true is that I love you free as you teach me. Free without tags. Free without words because the only really important is the happyness and the love. And the love is happyness right? When it changes what we have in the hand? We leave the world to create another space where all in there exists and is true and means love. We forget the names, the name is not somenthing that can talk about you, is not a meaning, is just a tag. And what about the bodies? The body is just another kind of tag.
We learn to be free, we essay the love because we was learning how to love. One of my reasons to write is create a language to make this posesion eternal, essay my love in differents words, essay my love in different perspectives. Essay my love in differents languages and sounds. Because when you found the freedom you found the words and you first time creating words and sounds was beautiful. Your words full of flavors and fragances, with temperature and as every word: eternal. And is happy live the love because you was not a name, body or word. You are just LOVE.
I cant create now better words than Pedro Salines wrote before in the poem "Para vivir no quiero", Salinas found the meaning of love, the better way to love, free love, because at the end, Love means you and me.

Para vivir no quiero...
Para vivir no quiero
islas, palacios, torres.
¡Qué alegría más alta:
vivir en los pronombres!

Quítate ya los trajes,
las señas, los retratos;
yo no te quiero así,
disfrazada de otra,
hija siempre de algo.
Te quiero pura, libre,
irreductible: tú.
Sé que cuando te llame
entre todas las gentes
del mundo,
sólo tú serás tú.
Y cuando me preguntes
quién es el que te llama,
el que te quiere suya,
enterraré los nombres,
los rótulos, la historia.
Iré rompiendo todo
lo que encima me echaron
desde antes de nacer.
Y vuelto ya al anónimo
eterno del desnudo,
de la piedra, del mundo,
te diré:
«Yo te quiero, soy yo»

Special thanks to Roland and Jean Paul, and my friends... ohh I have to say, is Roland Barthes and Jean Paul Sartre lol.

Who am I?

2009-06-17T21:07:00.001-07:00

I am the sunshine who comes every morning and touch your skin, I can smell it... you has the fragance that I choose for you and that you use just for me.
While I watch you sleeping my hands are drawing on your back another kind of body and my lips write my name over you...
Kissing deeply kissing soflty, I get your morning's flavor, the first flavor of you... your dreams are mine and you too. You know it. Kissing my body becomes yours as your words and toughts become mine leave to be we for be one...
Lost in your eyes close mine to find my center in this sweet passion that you give me I am your lie kissing you are my lier kissing deeply love you no words just kissing sliding hands breath emotions conection kissing hurry to find our answers because I know you as nobody else lies no breathing spell just my name your name lips...wetness.
You are mine you are mine the rythm is yours my body is yours the hands are dancing no matters the time no matters the space you are mine you are mine your sweat over me toughts feeling conection one.
I am your lies, the secret sunshine, the little soul in your heart.

Vaseeq Verne, Art gallery...

2009-06-16T21:40:00.000-07:00

After to talk with one friend of mine about his new job, I decided to look around so I remaind that I had one invitation for the art exhibition of the artist Vaseeq Verne.
I liked the experience, the different colours and the soft hands movement.. I love this paints, why? well I see to lovers flying looking for the happyness no matters they cant touch their hands, is the same experience because one day they was one and now this "interruption" has to be fixed, fixed of course with love... with knowledge and without fears.
But when the lover know each other and can see inside of them the travel is in their souls, as deeply as they want it. And with all the happyness that they want it.
Honestly this exhibition is a travel in the emotions of the author who is not scared to show himself in one of the pictures, and with the force that his condition required.
Perfect bodies but the perfection is that can be loved...
Amazing art exibithion, just for one month... Lionheart Simba Vaseeq Verne's Gallery...

The Real Life and the Second Life.

2009-06-16T17:01:00.000-07:00

I dont think Second Life is the same than Real life and I dont think Second life is better neither.

This blog is dedicated to my experiences in Second Life, so I will talk more about that. My way to write and live is so intense maybe for that reason I look like If I prefer to live my virtual life lol, but for me until I fell in love, the virtual life was just a tool. Honestly I dont need a tool but was a nice way to enjoy different stuff. I dont have trouble with that.
For me, my body is just another kind of avatar because the real and perfect me is my soul. Maybe my fault is give to Zazek human's expressions but is not a fault because the real me is who write and feel. Yes FEEL.
I (the real me) enjoy to walk under the rain, eat chocolate and kiss deeply. Take a big cup of coffee (so hot please) and feel the sun touching my skin...
I love to enjoy the skin's smell of the person who I love... and I love to make happy and enjoy the good company...
My music is an Universal kind of music, how much you can say without words? with a paint or with a sound... just seeing the eyes of your lover. Is a great sunshine dont you think?
My sensibility let me have conection with different kind of persons yes but I choose one, the better energy the soft and sweet sensibility, the deeply passion. And yes I dont need to have her closer to feel... Do you believe in a kind of spiritual conection?
Maybe is complicated to understand when I talk about love with someone that I met in Second Life, but is my complete and strange idea of Love . Someone wrote me is not necesary to speak with the person to feel her... well I believe is not necesary to touch the person to love her... my hands never touch his skin and I heard the breath... slowly and deeply.
But how you can love? I love her, the Love needs two things: courage and faith.
My options and decisions doesnt build the love. Are the feelings and my courage for accept this feelings, my faith to believe (but really believe) every word, every action. The love, I told that to a friend before, means take a risk. I took the risk of my love, because I am not a coward. My pain and my faith is a sweet pay for his smile. And every time that we spend together is a gift, the promise to give all and more because the Love is burning.
Maybe for you I dont have somenthing real, I mean somenthing touchable, I would love to wake up and see his sweet face sleeping in calm by my side. Touch the skin and feel.. The answer of the Universe is not in a tree that can dance... The answer of the Universe means slide your finger over her skin and whisper how much you love her... and more... dont speak and just follow the language of your body... that is a real dance... but if you really want to know, the answer of the Universe is... know that your soul is in a little part of her heart.
Yes as you see I dont need the Second life to feel, and I dont "live" just the SL but it tooks a sense when I met someone that impressed me. I took my risk and I say with all the words, I love. Because I have the courage and I have faith.
My Real Life? ohh is nice and lovely! lol I mean, the people in Second life try to keep that in a secret but is a lie, one stereotype, every moment are sharing his real soul with the others but their keep the secret lol for me is funny... a big lie more when this "Real Life" is uncovered and share all the deep toughts and desires. So my real life is in my other blog... mmm maybe as I mix my two lifes I have to mix my two blogs.... no maybe no, it will be too much lol.
I am curious, the "anonymous" told me that I have potencial... but never explain me for what... mmmm if you read me again please, tell me yes? please please please? lol

The life is lovely just because I know that you see the sun and in one little moment you pronounce my name....

Larvatus Prodeo...

2009-06-15T22:54:00.000-07:00

I walk with a mask, the perfect virtual body that I get one day, but little by little this avatar is more like me. As twins, my real avatar and my virtual avatar shows the face of my soul in a deeply game: the life.
My words and expresions cover this virtual space, I feel so confortable, I can say all the silly toughts and feelings for one reason, are mine, and maybe if you can read me, you will know how I am, but at the same time I will be a stranger for you. How can you trust in me or viceverse? Is simple, in both lifes I am as a little child, I trust and do all that I want because is a pleasure, we live for one reason: Be happy. My happyness is find a good friend, share my world with beautiful images.
Be a child is not easy. You can be hurt and suffer pain. But who cares if I can love in the way that only me can?... is not amazing can find your deep toughts just with words?
In second life the risk is double, you have to trust in a stranger who comes one day and show you the magic power of the words. And you decided to believe and all your faith is then for this stranger. We can call that Love.
The next time that you can see me, tell me please, what do you see in me? what do you think that makes me special or different from the others? I would like to touch your face and know if this sweet person can have the same beautiful way to see the world.
Can we be as children? An trust in every feeling that we share? Could be funny, have to be lovely. This kind of freedom is like travel over the clouds, I am sure you are behind of me no matters If I cant touch you because I am sure that I cant fall more than the floor.
I didnt write as often as I wish because my real avatar is very busy lol, many readings, work, and concerts! I love the music you know... But I discovered an amazing writter: Maria Luisa Puga and I like so much one tal called "recuerdos oblicuos" this phrase is in that tale:

No sé si era bello, inteligente, culto: si hacía bien el amor o qué. Sé que lo amé. Que lo amo aún y que eso no se va a repetir jamás. Aunque he amado mil veces siempre es diferente, variaciones de esa primera vez, emprendidas desde distintos angulos.

The people in Second Life think always that is just a game, but finally when their feeling are under this weirdo Universe sadly, are confused and scared by the power of the feelings. Absolutly be careful, is not a game, is just a place where you can be as you want to be or in a complicated way where you really are as you are.

I keep keep Falling...

2009-06-12T18:27:00.000-07:00

I am sure in one place of the world today is Valetines lol but I cant remember where... well It doesnt matter, happy valentine's day! lol For me could be a double special day... I still remember the sweet voice asking me... I fell in love deeply deeply... Like fall without parachutes... and I keep keep falling...

I know you dont like my sound... dont you see? is another way to say: Bee bom Bee Bom but with electronic music... This song is for you play the video and enjoy it... follow the lyrics...

IN and OUT of love by Armin van Buuren and Sharon den Adel

See the mirror in your eyes
See the truth behind your lies
Your lies are haunting me
See the reason in your eyes
Giving answer to the why
Your eyes are haunting me

Falling in and out of love
in love, in love
Falling in and out of love
your love, your love

See the mirror in your eyes
see the truth behind your lies
Your lies are haunting me
see the reason in your eyes
Giving answer to the why
Your eyes are haunting me

Falling in and out of love
in love, in love
Falling in and out of love
your love, your love

in love in love in love

Why can't you see it?
Why can't you feel?
In and out of love each time

Why can't you feel it?
Why can't you see it?
In and out of love

You keep keep runnin'
I keep keep fallin'
Let it fade away.

Thanks and so much love...

2009-06-10T20:00:00.000-07:00

I want to say Thanks to every person who visit my blog because somentimes I dont have so much to say or my english is so limited and I can express all that I want to or is not the perfect way...
Thanks for come and show your atention... Thanks to:
Portugal... How can love the place and people who you cant touch? well Im not sure but I love Portugal! eu amo-te muito muito muito muito! muito obrigada meu fofinho! special thanks as always... for every moment, every word or silence, for the time you can stay, or when you can just think...Bee Bom Bee Bom
Germany... stronger beer than mexican beer! lol I love you friends!
China...my big friend! evil!!!!!! lol
EU... closer friends you are welcome!
I dont have words.. I just love so much...

Bee bom bee bom
Bee bom Bee Bom Bee bom
Bee bom bee Bom Bee bom
Bee Bom Bee Bom Bee Bom
(secret language)

I am listening Enjoy the silence for you obviously...

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl?

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

dreaming...

2009-06-08T19:42:00.000-07:00

Zazek is sleeping now, and how I can see her dreams I can tell you she is dreaming abou you.
She catchs you in the airport and kiss you deeply while take the pop corn (extra butter) and the chocolate that you gave her. Her kisses has a cocoa flavor that in your tongue makes your life sweet.
Is just a dream is true but is a beautiful mix of images and sounds... now I heard to Sammy Davis jr. Did you remember the black power my drummer? Is a delicious touch for the senses to heard: I got you under my skin... I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
Cause I've got you under my skin...

And following the rythm can feel your heart betting with the drum we can sing... bee bom bee bom bee bom you are my sunshine... bee bom bee bom lol

The other nite, dear,
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke, dear,
I was mistaken
And I hung my head and cried.

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

I'll always love you
And make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me
To love another
You'll regret it all some day;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

You told me once, dear
You really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you've left me
And love another
You have shattered all my dreams;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

Zazek is awake now, but I convince her to sing, so we can continue with the bee bom bee bom dancing the monkey no matters the rythm is just with Sammy... the life changes with a lot of music dont you think drummer? bee bom bee bom mmm I descovered that bee bom bee bom is a way to say I love you with all the sound of your heart
bee bom bee bom bee bom
bee bom bee bom bee bom!
bee bom!
((a secret language))

If one day

2009-06-06T06:01:00.000-07:00

Silence... untill now your silence is sharing the life in the metaverse, but what can you say now? or what would you like to tell me? If one day you come could you feel all that I want to say?

The llove is a strange disease, you can enjoy it or suffer, it depends that how you realize your love... Some people think is like be in bondage with the soul tied to the feelings.
I love to enjoy it, and the words are not necesary... I dont want your words, if your words means have lies, the things that we do for love we have to feel it and dont do it because we have to do it.
Feel every step that we do to the other, this is important, walk together because the life is better by this way.
But i wont lie to you. Sometimes I miss you a lot and think how can you live there without me? Is a vain tought because anyone is completly necesary, I know it... but I cant resist and ask... how can you live with my words? dont you miss me for a little moment?
And maybe the answer could hurts. But untill I have one answer or the life changes my way, my heart is betting in this hands that cant hold me and my lips repeat the same name when I am alone and think about you.

The appearance in Second Life

2009-06-04T19:34:00.000-07:00

The other day working as dancer at the Pacific Pleasures Club as every afternoon (3 - 5 pm SLT) lol one guest asked me if I am in my Real Life as my avatar in Second Life. He was reading my blog and he tought I love change my appearance... I tought about it seriously. I dont like to change my apparearance a lot and well anyone is like their avatar in Second Life. I am sure that the appearance in Second Life is very important first because the people is like their would like to be, and some persons let the imagination goes and use fur (I guess is the name). The second reason is because is easy be vain and try to be beautiful for ego.
But what about me? Is important? I like to be as I am in real because my toughts and my way to enjoy or suffer the life is really mine, I can show how I am by every letter that I writte or by my different reactions.
Zazek as avatar is my toughts and I manage every action, so If you let behind my virtual body, Zazek is me. Talking about my real avatar lol is the same, my soul is just covered by a physical body as the virtual body does with Zazek... the real and absolut "me" is my soul and not all the persons can know my complete soul.
Platón said a long time ago: maybe you feel atraction for the body or appearance but If you really love to someone you will know well your partner and you will love the soul, that is the real love. And the love is harmony and happyness because the love is Good (with uppercase) and if it is Good is Beauty and If it is both is God ahhhhh philosophy of love!! lol
Yes I am romantic and a dreamer as Platón but he was not the only one some writters as Calderón de la Barca, Cervantes or Lope de Vega wrote about ugly characters in their works and beatuy women loves their, the reason? The beauty woman saw behind the body and knew the real soul!!!
And what about me? well I am not a writter (professional writter), but I am so in love (as you can see lol ) and why am I in love? Because my Beauty and Good Love lets me know the real soul!
My Love has the most beauty real avatar that I have ever seen before with the lovely white skin as milk mmm so sensual! (that is the atraction that Platón said before lol) and a beutiful eyes!! mmm! lol
Show me that we can change the virtual body, can change the name or I can have some sexual preferences it doesnt matters! is the love and the soul the only important betwen us. Is not really lovely?
This is another appearance of my sweet Love, a Jazmine, my little Jazmine gave me a small and wonderful flower... I love it and It loves me lol.
I love you with all my crazyness.

Finally I am listening one song by U2 Original of the species the perfect song dedicated for my Love..

Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it, no
And you’ll never be alone
Come on now show your soul
You’ve been keeping your love under control

Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it

Everywhere you go you shout it
Oh my my

And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want you some more, I want you some more.

Te quiero...

2009-06-04T09:52:00.000-07:00

Te quiero con la distancia, con el silencio que me impones para extrañarte y amarte más. Te quiero.
Deseando tenerte entre las manos asi como me llevas en el corazón.

2009-06-03T08:50:00.000-07:00

My lord and love... my pain and hapynness what can I give to you, my words? my soul? living my life with happyness because always that I smile your are the brilliant light in my eyes...

((the slave could be a mistress one day... my mistress))

One poem by Shakespeare...

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

My love is like a fever longing still...

2009-06-02T07:36:00.000-07:00

My love is like a fever burning inside of me, leaving the doubt, living the faith.
My love is a pain, the sweet and painful way to love. My silence is calling you, and my body can feel your fragile skin covering every moment...

Sonnet 147 My love is like a fever, longing still

My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
The uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly express'd;
For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
By William Shakespeare

After all

2009-05-29T20:56:00.000-07:00

Is easy to leave all behind? Forget the words and plans, change our names and worlds for some news stuff or our classic life...
When I walk alone and see somenthing wonderful I think in look for your name and send one IM telling you about it but you are not here.
When the friends are gone and I spent a funny time, why you are not here for read it...
For me is not easy leave all behind, maybe because I crossed this dangerous line, maybe because I really love you and I never noted.
Maybe because my crazyness is just a disease and kills all the hope.
But you are my risk, my home. You are the quiet night and I am your moon. As I told you, after all, no matters the time, the reasons, the ocean or worlds...

Sexy dancer...

2009-05-29T09:53:00.000-07:00

One of the reason for my vice lol is spend the time with good friends. One friend of mine gave me the landmark for the Loch Ness, one relaxing place where you can dance, talk, take your breakfast or just walk with your friends. So I decided explorer this sim. I had a very nice surprise, the club decorated with beautiful pictures, one room really elegant. But the most important part is that I found a true friend: Monti Messmer the only sexy dancer in Second life lol. I asked him for one dance and this day we spent like 8hrs talking and dancin was amazing!!! but always with respect he is a truly gentleman. I met some friends of Monti: LauraClaire, Lesley, Elizabeth and the awsome woman Ripley! this day was a beautiful day and I forget all the sadness that I had in my heart, the dance was a lovely therapy.
He is a sweet gentleman who always is able for help you when you need it, is a pleasure share adventures toguether and learn more about this kind of weirdo human called: man lol.

The secret Garden of Apollo

2009-05-28T17:07:00.000-07:00

One of the amazing places in Second Life, you avatar can practice tai chi while enjoy of the nature's sounds and a lovely view for example one sculture about the angel and demon...
Really we have one demon and one angel inside? Always looking for options and different ways?

If you just wanted explorer and have nice moments alone or in company this is a very nice place, put your setting in mignight and you will see a beaitul sky with brilliant stars and the nature looks wonderful every garden is truly a beautiful place

.

Gueisha

2009-05-27T21:47:00.000-07:00

I didnt write for a long time, well long time for me.
This night was lovely, I was a Gueisha for one night. I became in a lovely, intelligent and brilliant girl as just the gueishas can be. I offered zake and sushi with soft movements of my body. A nice surprise for a good friend... my support in SL, SL can be funny, romantic, or weirdo, till now is a mix of emotions lol a complicated way, but I enjoy this kind of little moments.

My love and Corazón Coraza by Mario Benedetti

2009-05-19T19:43:00.000-07:00

I am so proud to say that the person behind the avatar called Zazek Canucci is in love, maybe I dont have enought reasons for justify my love but who said that the love can be explained? The love is in all the perspectives and is real when you enjoy the love and nothing else can hurt you. The real love exist when can be free : doesnt matter if your lover is so far or inattentive when your heart just can dance by the rythm of his voice. Maybe you cant touch the real love but you can feel it, every smile and every dream that comes to you just make you remaind how good you feel when she or he is online. The real love dont make you feel as in jail no, make you feel strong for show how deep is your love ((lovely song lol)).
So I know I was wrong when I said that if I leave my love again this feeling could desappears, well my love is real so I cant forget... and every cell of my body, every part of me enjoy this kind of love. I am love and I am light, I am revolution and evolution. The tears just can exists with happyness because my love is alive and because we was together in our time. I am so happy because one day I met the most interesting person with a brilliant soul, and the eyes that I saw was beautiful, and the voice that I enjoyed was like a deep kiss.
Your love makes me feel so lucky and excited! then you cant be bad.. you are just the most amazing soul that I had discovered in this weirdo universe!
I read this poem to my love looking for show how deeply could be the love, intense and emotive. The poet dead the last saturday, Mario Benedetti... his words can be the link between two lovely hearts...

Corazón Coraza by Mario Benedetti

Porque te tengo y no
porque te pienso
porque la noche está de ojos abiertos
porque la noche pasa y digo amor
porque has venido a recoger tu imagen
y eres mejor que todas tus imágenes
porque eres linda desde el pie hasta el alma
porque eres buena desde el alma a mí
porque te escondes dulce en el orgullo
pequeña y dulce
corazón coraza

porque eres mía
porque no eres mía
porque te miro y muero
y peor que muero
si no te miro amor
si no te miro

porque tú siempre existes dondequiera
pero existes mejor donde te quiero
porque tu boca es sangre
y tienes frío
tengo que amarte amor
tengo que amarte
aunque esta herida duela como dos
aunque te busque y no te encuentre
y aunque
la noche pase y yo te tenga
y no.

My words...

2009-05-15T15:52:00.000-07:00

My words, one of things that I can call mine because emerges from my ideas and my feelings, I can cover you with words, spread my love over your lips and leave my sweet flavor there... Words, emotions with images can make you feel excited as nobody else can do. Words that you can repeat in different ways and forms but can mean the same: love.
And now, here, inside the world where we can be happy I use the words trying to sends messages, trying to find one right code where your lips can repeat my name without care, as a lovely secret betwen us.
where do you go that I cant walk by your side? How do you feel that my heart is beatting without you and my body breath just a false hope...
I wrote this poem before but I guess now can be better is by Tennyson.

There has fallen a splendid tear

from the passion-flower at the gate.

She is coming, my dove, my dear;

She is coming, my life, my fate;

the red rose cries, “She is near, she is near”;

And the white rose weeps. “She is late”;

The laskspur listens, “I hear, I hear”;

And the lily whispers, “I wait”.

Art in Second Life

2009-05-15T12:26:00.000-07:00

Thanks Ahuva yesterday I was in a exposition of photography by the New Mexico University. I really enjoy every picture that I saw, maybe describe every emotion will be in vain, but Im sure that the human can cross the virtual line for show all that their esence have to share.

For example in this picture... the hands and foots with bondage... how many times we need to scape?, not just from the reality because we cant, but I talk about the feeling of need to breath and close our eyes because all that we can see dont like us and perphaps we think nothing will change... but by this pressure we cant see the most important part: all have to change and this bondage in the heart or the soul will desapear because we are stronger than any pain or force. An this bondage is just for prove if we are the enought intelligent and strong for be free. The loneliness behind... is just a oportunity for the knowlege and learn more about us.

I liked a lot see the 2 Universe in one place at the same, the way to share emotions and enjoy behind the avatars and with the avatars. Here we can see a soldier smilling... how can the human be so cruel if can smile by this way? the lovers and the everyday, the life goes on always and we can share love, is posible that we can forget do that? one kiss one smile? Is posible stop to enjoy the life? Maybe we need remaind always that we always can find somenthing beautiful and perfect no matter that the human race cant be perfect.

Someone told me one day that the perfect love is just the mother's love, well sorry but i dont think so, I believe that everybody is able for give a perfect love, because the perfect love is part of an attitude, give and dont ask for recieve, enjoy every detail that make you feel close to someone and why not? enjoy grow up together, no matters the time, distance, language... somenthing inside of me is trying to say hi? lol well seriously that is the real love. No matters who you are... I love you.

And we can wait patiently the right moment, is not easy, we can be sad, alone, upset with the life... but we can wait and it doesnt mean that we will be static seeing the life goes on, no that means have the ability for walk and grow up and dont forget the meaning of every person who walk with us... every person will cross our life and will leave a signal inside us and when someone heard or read about us then they will discover this signal, maybe the knowlege can help them.
Thanks Ahuva this exhibition was a travel inside of me, well maybe came in the exactly moment when I was more sensitive than other days lol. Kisses.

All that we need...

2009-05-14T07:34:00.000-07:00

The common of the people think in Second Life such a virtual chat and when they note that all the feelings and emotions are covering their souls the fear is inside too. But if we understand since when we open this window that in the other side we will find another person with feelings and emotions well we will see that "dont feel" is imposible.

Sure not every person is a lier or player so we have to be careful. In my case, I use to trust, believe in every word, is my way. Maybe sweet or inocent, or perhaps silly lol but my way and I enjoy it.
And in this way I take my own risk, I know that every person is different than me for this reason take the things in a different way so I just try to be congruent with my emotions and follow the feeling. With love the pain comes for moments yes of course! because the love is a set of emotions! and as I took my risks I will know that I have to be stronger somentimes. Second life could become in a second reality and I guess no matters if you spend more or less time in this place, the point is if you create, enjoy or feel. And in this parallel reality you have the luck to find and meet people. I see Second Life such a tool, this tool let me meet people that in another way or time I could not meet. My risk is, as I said before, implicate my emotions with someone else. If you are single could be easy, but If you have a compromise would be so painful and complicated. Theory about love tell us we can love in different ways and form, can you uderstand that? your partner could understant it? In this case doesnt exist a plan for love in Second Life but I guess we need a rule: trust being patient. This is for take choices and make deals. My deal with my love is dont disturb the real life as posible and enjoy our second life such the last day... we are mixing our two life without problems but we had a mistake, how can I know if all is ok when is not in here for so much time?, well as I dont have any secret code for know that I have to wait and trust, maybe search but trying to dont forget my deal: dont disturb the real life.
When I have to say is enought for me? or when I have to move on? absolutly when this emotion are destroying part of me or when dont let me grow up.
So if you take your risk, you know you will have pain when you relationship ends and when the pain comes why be scared? why let it hurt you a lot and dont move you? I know it hurts and I know we will have little moments when you feel that you cant breath... but please try to be in calm, just being in calm the things will be ok soon. Ok ok the things wont be perfect but man! the life is so amazing! lol And all that we need is faith, faith in ourselfs and love in ourself, that makes us alive.
And how live Second Life alone? When you used to have activities with your partner and your partner decided desapears (very frecuently lol) so you are now the boss lol. Enjoy the different places that Second life offers, sometimes explorer alone for little moments is nice because you can take photos, enjoy every tool or pose, take your time and shake your body lol.
If you want to hold my hand I offer you smiles, laughts, adventures, walks or talks, I promise you we will enjoy it! Try to dont be sad! and this is our first activity... breath deeply and think in lovely and funny things then push play on the video and dance with me!!!
Yes! That's the way and I like it!! lol
Monti this is for you... and for the people that maybe I dont meet yet but will have a deeply kiss from me... oh oh and for my friends too! and for my manager Ahuva!! lol and for my confident and accomplice EmmieLou! lol well sorry If I dont mention all the dear people who take their time for show me love!

Tina Simonds and Birdies...

2009-05-08T11:53:00.000-07:00

I tried to follow a chronologic order but is imposible!! memories comes and goes so I will follow my brain's order lol and how the advetures happens.
Tina Simonds, I believe the friends in SL exists because of she. Is a good girl and excellent friend as human has the ability for understand when is wrong or right and her heart is big and sweet. Is the kind of person who let me see inside, her deeply feelings and desires and of course her friendly point of view.
Nothing is perfect and forever but I enjoy every time I spend talking with she and if she is online no matters if she is bussy because always has time for say hi and sends kisses, that's Tina Simonds. Well if we are clear that's the person behind the avatar Tina Simonds. Her brave heart scared me but is really good meet all the sides of the person, now can say that I know more about she.
She has a group called Birdies, in birdies all the newbie girls can find a place for call home and just ask for one rule, help each other. I met the Birdies when I was newbie in SL, just one month of life lol, and in this place I found many friends, girls sweets and smarts. I had my first house in birdies, a beautiful dream, little and lovely as I want it with antiques furnitures and a lot of candles lol.
About the girls, well I can spend my time talking about the beautiful birdies, my close friends, Nandesha who desing fornitures, very nice low prims low prices and you can find her store called The column. Emmie, emmie is a sweet girl always helping, with she I had many adventures, Mars could not be as funny as was with her company, and when I write about Bogarts you will descover the funny side of emmie.
Ericka is a nice person too, she lives in rl in the same country than me so we have the language in common sometimes this reason help us to talk better lol and had more fun.
Trans Meli is a great aunt, with she you wont be bored, always in different activities and she is an excellent teacher, nobody explains Second Life as she do it.
If you want to find the different stuff that the birdies create just look for Birdiana! Our nice store, you will find Jewelry, furnitures, clothes pffff all kind of stuff nice and cheaps lol how have to be! or if you just want to find friends as well, call us... we will enjoy showing you the friendly side of Second Life. And please dont be upset but I stole the images lol.

Pomposka Charisma

2009-05-08T08:33:00.000-07:00

His rezz day is one day after me and was the day that I met him. I remember the first time we talk, just mad things, just wanted to have fun and I tought he was girl!! lol the second day we talkI was dissapointed lol he was guy...

He has an elf's aparience that I like so much but Im not sure when he changed, I mean he was just a guy with I had fun and after a few months he became in a great friend so tender and gently.
Maybe we dont talk very often but he always appears when I need another point of view about life. The love, human essence and knowlege are some topics that I enjoy to share with Pomposka and he likes to show me his life's theory.
We just explorer one place in Second Life, The Japanese Garden of Tempura and the coincidences with the first time that I was in this place maked me cry. But that's Pomposka, he enjoys to make me cry lol and this is because I can note by this way that I am alive.
Our last talk was about Love as lately, we search love, in real life or virtual life but we always are searching love, not matters if sounds crazy search love in chat rooms. Because the love is in the air ((yeahh good song lol)). The complicated part of the love is really take the risk that means to feel love for someone. Nobody teach us how must be the love because the love has not an exactly form for all, and how is not similar for everyone we have to learn how can we love and be loved. Sounds easy? I dont think so...
Well the life is not easy too.
My dear Pomposka is not my style run away, for that reason I take my own risks lol I can be mad but I feel so much love is all that I know and I wont change that untill this feeling desappears... so lol I am here, exploring, learning and enjoying my second life who knows what could happen later?
Be my friend, is complicated but dont loose me.

Love and faith

2009-05-07T13:53:00.000-07:00

And my adventure began, after one complete day editing the aparience of my avatar, Zazek Canucci was ready for explorer Second Life. In second life as in real life all has one reason, I believe it, and I was talking with people from diferent countries with a simple greetings or a long chat but anything really interesting happened untill my third day. On my third day something exceptional happened. She, the lovely girl that you can see, sent me an IM, for she I was lost and the truth is that I was so quiet without a nice outfit in one place where I never had been before and the most important thing: without friends.

In a virtual place, how can she knows that I was a scared girl? in a place where I can touch o feel how can feel me protected? An ilusion for my senses?
She was so careful with me and "hold me in her arms" as a baby, showing me how can I dress, how to talk and fly in this weirdo Universe. His words so gently gave me a relax in a bored day. Finally she told me: you are protected now.
The time goes on and we continue walking together, somentime so far sometime closer but holding our hands.
Im sure who is she, for all the simple name of her avatar, for me I can say that I know a big part of her feelings and deep desires.
Is crazy call love the relationship of 2 avatars, but as a fault or not we mix the 2 big Universes that cross our lifes. Voice, face, body and feelings all real for both and all the details that make us lovers are so special.
For that reason is so hard keep in calm the feelings, many times I wonder to myself if am I a dreamer or just a fool?, I dont care what the people says I love this little person who came one day to me sad and trying to fix her life fixing my life.
I can tell her that inside of us exists a softly magic that moves our bodies crossing the ocean in a big hug, the sound of her voice is a delicated breeze with jazmine essence and every day it comes to my window saying to me: have a good day my love.
Her white skin as her smell are a dream untill now but one fine day...
One fine day perhaps she could hold my hand and take me to the river where we could drink a delicious wine... could be.

Her name? the RL or SL name, who cares? I just know that I love and I will never forget.

The Canucci girl in Second Life

2009-05-06T18:05:00.000-07:00

Well here I am, trying to explain how I live my second life, really sorry If one day I write more in spanish than english but is my main language oopsss hehe well is the only thing that you will know about my real life.
So, one day after enjoy IMVU and Yoville someone told me about Second Life and all the posibilities that includes naughty things lol well after heard that I really decided download the program and Zazek Canucci was born in this date: 12/15/2008 as my sl profile says. Is so curious how the aparience can be important in second life, I've changed my aparience many times but I am the same, maybe is my fault but I really think that behind the beautiful avatar we show all the time our essence and maybe with our close friends we share our deep s desires and feelings.
Zazek Canucci is a friendly girl who wants smiles, have fun and descover the amazing sims that second life has.

And I love her...

2009-02-27T20:17:00.000-08:00

Es una extraña sensación, descrubirte ante mis ojos y traspasar esa pequeña imagen que ante mi se impone. Es extraño que nunda dije que te amo por temor a romper el cristal y sin embargo estar tan llena de amor. Mis labios te nombran es cierto, y no puedo negarte que me siento muy feliz y no puedo negarte que tu salida me dejó un dolorcito en el corazón.
Aquí, en el espacio que acabo de reservarte, en mi pequeño hogar, siempre tendré para ti un poco de vino para embriagar tu soledad, un expresso para despertar tus sueños, y un cigarro para desmenuzar el tiempo.
Aquí a mi lado, en ésta única oportunidad para crear un universo paralelo donde tu y yo sí podemos estar de la mano...
No sueltes la rosa que de tu mano llevas por favor.

Pero el amor... esa palabra!

2008-12-11T18:03:00.000-08:00

One favorite reading of my real avatar wrote by Julio Cortázar, Can we choose the love? I mean really we choose our lovers and the time for love? We believe that we can choose but when we fall in love and we cant find another way to love like the platonic love we guess that we love the wrong person but is true? who has the power to prohibit the love?

Capítulo 93 del tablero (segundo libro) de Rayuela:

Pero el amor, esa palabra... (...) Amor mío no te quiero por vos ni por mí ni por los dos juntos, no te quiero porque la sangre me llame a quererte, te quiero porque no sos mía, porque estás del otro lado, ahí donde me invitás a saltar y no puedo dar el salto, porque en lo más profundo de la posesión no estás en mí, no te alcanzo, no paso de tu cuerpo, de tu risa, hay horas en que me atormenta que me ames, (cómo te gusta usar el verbo amar, con qué cursilería lo vas dejando caer sobre los platos y las sábanas y los autobuses), me atormenta tu amor que no me sirve de puente porque un puente no se sostiene de un solo lado, jamás Wright ni Le Corbusier van a hacer un puente sostenido por un solo lado, y no me mires con esos ojos de pájaro, para vos la operación del amor es tan sencilla, te curarás antes que yo y eso que me querés como yo no te quiero.

And is true!: en lo más profundo de la posesión no estás en mí... I can hear you telling the last phrase...