Orpheus's Secret (Let me walk with you through Hades)

At Hades gates I held your hand.

It was dark, and the ground shook underneath your feet.

You looked at me, a single glance, and I smiled back.

I took the first step, your hand still tight on my grip.

The walls started to shift, old rocks crackling like broken glass, 
old songs that sung of men turned into sand.

“Why do you smile?” you asked. I lowered my gaze.

“That’s my song they’re singing.” I answered. “That’s Orpheus’s song.”

The voices rose as we walked deeper into them, and as my hand was holding yours I stroked the walls that greeted me back.

“Orpheus’s secret”, the rocks hissed to your ears, the light of flames bursting through their scars.

“You don’t need to be here.” You said. “You’ve already been here, this is not your fight.”

“I want to be here with you.” I replied. I still held your hand, but you grew darker in fear.

“I don’t need you. I’m fine on my own.”

You let go of my hand, and my heart broke.

My tears shone bright in the darkness, bringing light to the path.

“Why?” I looked at you, full of light. “Why won’t you let me love you?”

“Orpheus’s secret”, the rocks hissed again.

Orpheus’s secret is that he lived afterwards. Orpheus's secret is that he now writes even more beautiful songs. Orpheus’s secret is my secret.

You now walk alone and I can’t see your path, because you’re far away. You will fall, you will ache, and you will want to cry. Won’t you let me give you a hand? Wouldn't you let me tend to your wounds? Wipe your tears? 

Let me walk with you.

Let me love you.

Soundtrack 2015 - Q3

Hay momentos en la vida en que lo único que se puede hacer es levantarte y esperar.
Así que hice exactamente eso: me levanté, me bañé, y esperé (con un libro en mano, por supuesto).

Y mira. Este Q3 he sido más feliz de lo que nunca había sido en mi vida.

1) Drive - Incubus
Ha habido una vibra bien 90's desde el inicio del Quarter, y no voy a cuestionarla; disfruto con ella.


2) White Rabbit - Maysa Karaa
Pocas veces me pongo a pensar en mi efecto en la gente, pero esta fue una vez que no pude evitar darme cuenta. Se me ocurrió que suena así, como una canción conocida en un idioma desconocido, una melódica seducción hablando en voz alta de lo que el otro a veces no se atreve a confesarse.


3) Colorblind - Counting Crows


4) Como yo le doy - Pitbull 
La dosis latina necesaria, parte 1, con mención honrosa de mi primo del Clan Romo.


5) Black Sun - Death Cab for Cutie
How can something so fair be so cruel?


6) Tranquila - J Balvin
Dosis reggaetonera parte 2 (he estado particularmente abierta al reggaetón, parece).


7)  Can't find my way home - Blind Faith
Es una de esas canciones que me persigue hasta que les hago caso; la había escuchado muchas veces antes, pero recién ahora fue que se metió en mi corazón.


8) Loose Control - Robyn & La Bagatelle


9) When a fire starts to burn - Disclosure 


10) Waiting for love - Avicii


11) Don't smoke in bed - Nina Simone
Nina. Just Nina, just in time.


12) Desabafo Deixa Eu Dizer - Marcelo D2 & Claudia


13) Lover Man - Billie Holiday 
Billie has it; she just has IT.


14) 
Dulces sueños :)


15) The fish inside me - Zach Condon 


16) Violent clementine - Lady Lamb the beekeeper


17) I wish - Stevie Wonder
Mi mejor amigo me pasó esta canción y me la quedé. Luego me puse a pensar en ello y me pareció un pequeño saludo la legendaria historia de cómo en una época la mayoría de mi música encontraba su lugar en mi ya extinto iPod: "la mayoría de mi música está en mi computadora porque me la bajé para impresionar a alguien y me terminó gustando."


18) Magnets - Disclosure ft. Lorde
Pretty girls don't know the things that I know. 


19) Brother - Matt Corby 


20) Rise - Eddie Vedder
I'm gonna rise up,
find my direction magnetically.


21) Normal - Ximena Sariñana
Uno de las máximas de mis Soundtracks es que no se repitan canciones de Soundtracks anteriores; se permiten permutas, o sea cambiar una canción por otra retrógradamente, pero las repeticiones son evitadas. ¿Por qué? Porque los Soundtracks son la banda sonora de lo que vivo, el ancla al presente que luego se vuelve pasado: repetir canciones es como repetir el tiempo y no querer dejar ir lo que ya se fue.
Sin embargo pueden haber excepciones, y las ha habido alguna vez, cuando han sido necesarias. Esta vez es necesaria otra excepción, y no, no es que no quiera dejar ir lo que ya se fue: es que a veces necesito mirar atrás para darme cuenta cuán lejos he llegado.


22) Shine - Birdy

23) Everything's alright - Jesus Christ Superstar, Andrew Lloyd Webber
Try not to get worried, try not to turn unto problems that upset you now,
don't you know everything's alright, yes, everything's fine. 
And we want to sleep well tonight. let the world turn without you tonight
If we try we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight.  

Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you and anoint you, mirrhe for your hot forehead. 
Then you'll know everything's alright yes, everything's fine.

And it's cool and the ointment's sweet, for the fire on your head and feet. 
Close your eyes, close your eyes and relax, think of nothing tonight.

24) Last Resort - Papa Roach
Lovely morning, perfect coffee, happy and calmed. Life can be good, really, really good, when i just let it happen. (Yes, 90's again, it's a theme).

25) Hometown - Twenty One Pilots
En el taller del Artista, conversando en presencia de La Máquina, introvertidos y felices. ¡LA MÁQUINA!

26) Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
Sometimes I wish someone up there will find me. 
Till then, I walk alone.

27) Take it All - Ruelle
With all at stake. 
And so it begins,

Worth

I reached deep down into my chest with my right hand. My heart was still beating, and I was still angry; no, angry doesn’t quite describe it. Resented, maybe? It wasn’t shame either.

He looked me as I took my heart out of my chest; we were both standing, facing each other. There was no kindness in his eyes, but in them I could see the reflection of mine. I wasn’t asking, nor protesting, I was just staring at the unfairness of the whole deal.

We didn’t need to lay out the terms; we both knew them full well. I still held my heart in my fist, forearm paralleled to my chest, tense shoulders. All I could think was how unfair it seemed to me to pay such a price for a single hope; I suddenly realized I had nothing to lose by saying it, and I had just opened my mouth when he cut the silence with his low baritone.

- C’mon, it’s not your first time.

Anger, real anger lit up in my heart, burning my skin. It didn’t hurt, not at all: in fact it felt good. I looked up, a smirk on my mouth, and I lifted my chin just a little.

- Don’t mock me. –I said, a friendly warning.
- I wasn’t.

I felt the warmth of a smile relaxing my face, my shoulders loosening, my grip less tight. Yes, I was still holding my heart, but it wasn’t like I was about to die or anything.

- You’re right, it’s not my first time. Pain has made me cautious.
- It usually does. And yet here you are.

I smiled again, self-amused. Proud of myself.

- And yet here I am.

My elbow started to drift away from my body, pointing at him, preparing itself to lever my forearm. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine, a single moment of good will, an indistinguishable nod of approval. My heart described a curve that ended on my fully extended arm, fist still closed.

I opened my hand, palm turned upwards. He looked at it and grinned instantly in realization. I chuckled, brazen.

- I got to keep my ejection fraction. –I said. –I have a lot of swimming to do, still.

He covered my palm with his, nodded, and we exchanged one last look before I went back to swimming and he back to whatever it is that he does.