Trapped in the amber of this moment

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Pilgrim," said the loudspeaker. "Any questions?"
Billy licked his lips, thought a while, inquired at last: "Why me?"
"That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber?"
"Yes." Billy, in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it.
"Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why."

Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five

Invernal

Éste ha sido uno de los más largos inviernos
Que puedo recordar

Pero éste será el más largo verano
En muchos siglos

Te prometo, Arcángel

Podemos volar

Acá estamos

Sic Semper

Some say with great haste
"Thus always are tyrants defaced"
But manifest our reflection:
A cruel dictator's face.
I'm doling ire to others
You'll be slow to discover
That we're part of no race
No last, no first place

So give alms to your sisters
Lend a hand to your brothers
Because if we don't we'll discover
That though one despot's displaced
There'll soon be another.

So let's obviate our disgrace
And eliminate this chase
So that all of us, our friends,
Cand come up from the under.

And we'll be a patchwork of people gazing
Into the sunset of a better tomorrow.

Hubris and Reconnect

I am invincible
They cannot hurt me
This is more than just my head
This is reality.

No dreams of fame
Fortune escapes me
I am an enemy of death
This is reality.

I know not why

I have become a true enemy of death
I know not for why I have thought otherwise

Ya soy enemigo verdadero de la muerte
No sé por qué pensaba otra cosa

Unsolicited

DEATH has found ME again
BUT I can't be made to raise a hand
Wish it weren't so with all my soul
But on this grass I stand.

Wicker Wire

I can't take the straps off this wire wicker casket where I live
No love forever, you know, I'm not who I want I wish I could be
Suspicious whispers asphyxiate the careful hissing, Missy
I left my fucking sense by the wayside

No my car did not get repossessed, not yet, quite yet
But I'm fighting them off with tin foil and silver blanks
I feel that when they find out the coordinates of my location
I'll have given up my fortress, buttressed by ten levels of deceit

We gave our brains to the park, to the needles, to the never-ending dark
I can't remember where I put my life and now for that I'll have to answer once again
That I can't break even one link in this goddamn chain does not portend well for my friends
For my friends whose names I've forgotten once again
For my friends whose names I've forgotten once again

The American Dream in Padlocks
A wicker wire casket once again

And they will come in from the hills
Descending upon the town, the townsfolk
The will o' the wisp
The golden bouncing light
And the heat of the sun will never move
Will not extinguish
And a few clouds will echo the will o' the wisp
And we will have nothing but the swamps and the sadness
And they will come up from the valleys
And they will cover us with their blankets of stars
From Oklahoma to Needles
From Fairfax to Monterrey
And they will cover us with stars.

Incredible text message from Hugh

Hey faggnut cheerios u best be ready to pull out your dick at practice today and whip up a face melting bass facial