the final?

Yeah... im'here again... there are a lot of beers in my head and I think that I'm yet thinking, there are a lot of ideas in my head... I know, I'm not alone but I don't see with me the one that I really need. I'm wating? maybe... I don't know, may be I have tath one more near that I'think but at now, I don't feel anything... that 4 lines of writing are 1 beer, now I'm going for the next........... '
once again, i'm feeling wrong... but diferent, I thin that I need rest, I need to going to my friends and take some rest.
There is an other beer... now the society must be grateful with my parents be cause with out the principles instilled for there, just now I could be killing some boding and felling me fine, becouse there are one person less to see in this world... now, I'm felling some angel at my left (i dont know why never fell him at the right) and felling that every thing gonna be ok, buy at now, I'm yet alone drinking my beer, and seeing my father with his problem, seeng me alone and waiting for some bady that I love, but now, I dont know if she or he exists... this afternoon I was thinking in the person that I need, and I don't know if exists.
Just... I'm leasining the good electronic music, seeng a mazda 5, planning how to buy my next car that may be gonna be a montero, and dreaming how can I fly with tath car in the way... (literally).
Girl... I dont know if you exist, but in a moment like this, I really need you. I fell that I can't resist more time... I need you NOW.

La vida al revés, por Quino.

"Pienso que la forma en que la vida fluye esta mal. Debería ser al revés: uno debería morir primero, para salir de eso de una vez. Luego, vivir en un asilo de ancianos hasta que te saquen cuando ya no eres tan viejo para estar ahí. Entonces empiezas a trabajar y trabajas por cuarenta años, hasta que eres lo suficientemente joven para disfrutar de tu jubilación. Luego fiestas, fiestas negras, parrandeadas, drogas, alcohol, diversión, novias, novios, todo, hasta que estas listo para enterar a la secundaria… Después pasas a la primaria, y eres un niño que se la pasa jugando sin responsabilidades de ningún tipo… Luego pasas a ser un bebé, y vas de nuevo al vientre materno, y ahí pasas los mejores y últimos 9 meses de tu vida flotando en un líquido amniótico y tibio, hasta que tu vida se apaga en un tremendo orgasmo…"
Tomado de: http://elviajederiddhi.wordpress.com/2008/10/09/la-vida-al-reves-por-quino/

El poema a la dualidad???

Excelente versión!!!