Amélie

Le Fabuleux Destin D'Amélie Poulain

*** Intro Subtitulado


*** Trailer en Francés

Canciones de Amor

[1] Te Miro Y Tiemblo - Jarabe De Palo Y Ketama


[2] Palabras Que Se Esconden - Jarabe De Palo


[3] Agua - Jarabe De Palo


[4] El Lado Oscuro - Jarabe De Palo


[5] Me Voy - Andrés Cepeda


[6] Si Alguna Vez Te Amé - Juan Fernando Velasco


[7] Hoy Que No Estás - Juan Fernando Velasco


[8] Canción De Las Pequeñas Cosas - Mercedes Sosa


[9] Pensando En Ti - Mago De Oz


[10] Pensando En Ti - Ángeles Del Infierno


[11] Ojalá - Silvio Rodríguez


[12] Maligno - Aterciopelados


[13] Trátame Suavemente - Soda Stereo


[14] Cuando Pase El Temblor - Soda Stereo


[15] Completo Incompleto - Jarabe De Palo


[16] Te Esperaré - Julio Jaramillo


[17] Fatalidad - Julio Jaramillo


[18] Volverte A Ver - Juanes

Clásicos Electrónicos

*** Better Off Alone - Alice Deejay


*** Another Chance - Roger Sánchez


*** King Of My Castle - Wamdue Project


*** Another Way - Paul Van Dyk


*** Nothing But You - Paul Van Dyk


*** It's A Fine Day - Opus III

Atentado al Español

*** Curso de Español III en Gringolandia

Drunk Stewie

*** Parental Control

Use Condones

*** Piénselo bien antes de.

Oruchuban Ebichu

Orochuban Ebichu es un programa dirigido al público adulto, debido a su explícita violencia, lenguaje ofensivo, y escenas de sexo explícito.

*** Morbo Telefónico


*** Primer Capítulo

[Demás Capítulos Aquí.]

Piñatas

Jesus vs Terminator

*** Script con Horrores Hortográficos

Karen Overton

Sometimes the way that you act makes me wonder
What I am to you
Sometimes I can't stand the way that I'm acting
To be part of the things you do
Often I've asked you for too much of your time
Like I'm stealing
And when I dream of the fear that you're leaving
I reach out
Oh baby then you

So many times have I asked you to tell me
That I'm your girl
Time after time I have needed a reason
Just to get inside your world
So many times have I asked you to ask me
How it feels to love
And when this love seems the only conclusion
That I'm guilty of
Oh baby then you

Put your loving arms around me
And you whisper to me when you
Put your loving arms around me
And inside your arms I'm burning
Put your loving arms around me
And you whisper to me when you
And inside your arms I'm burning

I'm burning, inside your arms I'm burning...

Sometimes the way that you act makes me wonder
What I am to you
Sometimes I can't stand the way that I'm acting
To be part of the things you do
Often I've asked you for too much of your time
Like I'm stealing
And when I dream of the fear that you're leaving
I reach out

So many times have I asked you to tell me
That I'm your girl
Time after time I have needed a reason
Just to get inside your world
So many times have I asked you to ask me
How it feels to love
And when this love seems the only conclusion
That I'm guilty of
Oh baby then you

Put your loving arms around me
And you whisper to me when you
Put your loving arms around me
And inside your arms I'm burning
Put your loving arms around me
And you whisper to me when you
And inside your arms I'm burning

31 Minutos

*** Yo Opino - Joe Pino Y Los Maniacos Depresivos


*** Bailan Sin Cesar


*** Mi Muñeca Me Habló


*** Me Cortaron Mal El Pelo

[A mi también y por la misma razón]

*** Qué Le Da Verguenza?


*** A Usted Cómo Le Dicen?

English Learning

*** I want to fuck you in the ass:


*** I would like to buy a hamburger:


*** We are sinking! / What are you sinking about?

Pingu

*** Home Alone


*** Nacimiento


*** Cajas


*** Celos


*** Basenilla

Predator or Lover

[Why do teachers have sex with students??? Booo!!!]

Sueños de Conejo

*** ¿Qué soñará un conejo?


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*** Bunnies

Nexoluna II

*** QK

Usa Protector Solar

Paris, Je t'aime

1. Montmartre:
2. Quais de Seine
3. Le Marais
4. Tuileries
5. Loin du 16e
6. Porte de Choisy
7. Bastille
8. Place des Victoires
9. Tour Eiffel
10. Parc Monceau
11. Quartier des Enfants Rouges
12. Place de fetes
13. Pigalle
14. Quartier de la Madeleine
15. Père-Lachaise
16. Faubourg Saint-Denis
17. Quartier Latin
18. 14e Arrondissement

*** Trailer


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*** Faubourg Saint-Denis - I See You


*** 14e Arrondissement


*** Quartier de la Madeleine

Magda @ YouFM

*** Magda @ YouFM Clubnight 19.08.2006 Pt 1/5

1.Donnacha Costello - 6.6
2.Tractile - Silent Movie

*** Magda @ YouFM Clubnight 19.08.2006 Pt 2/5

3. Bruno Pronsato - There's Galaxies Better
4. JPLS - Twilite 1 (Skoozbot Remix)
5. Franco Cinelli - Flog

*** Magda @ YouFM Clubnight 19.08.2006 Pt 3/5

5. Franco Cinelli - Flog
6. Dapayk Solo - Uma

*** Magda at YouFM Clubnight 19.08.2006 Pt 4/5


*** Magda at YouFM Clubnight 19.08.2006 Pt 5/5

7. Magda - Black leather wonder
8. Seth Troxler - Love Bezerker

Ally Mcbeal

*** I Will Survive On Ally McBeal

Jota Mario

Jota Mario: Señor que afirma cosas deliberadamente.

Padre Nuestro

Kiko Baila Reggaeton

Cantinflas

http://www.cantinflas.net
http://www.mariomorenocantinflas.com

*** Cantinflas el Bombero


*** Cantinflas el Portero


*** Cantinflas y el Lechero


*** Cantinflas en Entierro

Shed My Skin

Sigue siendo mi video favorito. ¿Por qué? Porque, ¿qué es vivir si no es ésto?

*** Shed My Skin - D'Note

I'm running, through the fields
Laughing, dreaming
I'm driving, through the mountains
Breathing a new life

I don't mind what people say
No I won't look back for another day
I'm gonna shed my skin and walk away
Walk away, walk away, walk away [x2]

I'm flowing, through the river
Twisting, I'm turning
Moving, through the silence
Searching for new life

I don't mind what people say
No I won't look back for another day
I'm gonna shed my skin and walk away
Walk away, walk away, walk away [x4]

MSN

[Cortesía ColombiaEP]

Electronic Music

*** History of Techno

*** High Tech Soul Documentary


*** History of Trance


*** Electronic Music Genres


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*** Discovering Electronic Music Part 1/3


*** Discovering Electronic Music Part 2/3


*** Discovering Electronic Music Part 3/3

Nexoluna

*** Beauty Kit @ Nexoluna, March 1st [VJ]


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+++ Cali Pachangero by Diesel Rockers @ Bogotrax, March 1st


+++ Konix @ Bogotrax, March 1st

Virtual Drug

Concentrate.

Deus Venzetti

Me impactó cuando lo vi. Solía amar su actitud

Steve Jobs' Speech

Quite beautiful appreciation of life!

*** Commencement Speech at Stanford University, 2005

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.

Matrix

What is the Matrix?

*** Red Pill or Blue Pill?


*** The Architect


*** Neo beats Agent Smith down


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*** Another version of The Architect

Los Ojos Verdes

Leyenda de Don Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer en plastilina

*** Three Libras - A Perfect Circle

Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million, say:
Difficult enough to feel a little bit
Disappointed, passed over.
When I've looked right through,
To see you naked and oblivious
and you don't see me

Well I threw you the obvious,
Just to see if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedy.

Here I am expecting just a little bit
Too much from the wounded
But I see,
See through it all,
See through,
And see you.

So I threw you the obvious
Do you see what occurs behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy

Well, oh well..

Apparently nothing.
Apparently nothing at all.

You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me at all

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+++ Porque Son, Niña, Tus Ojos [A Cindy.]

XII
Porque son, niña, tus ojos
verdes como el mar, te quejas;
verdes los tienen las náyades,
verdes los tuvo Minerva,
y verdes son las pupilas
de las hurís del Profeta.
El verde es gala y ornato
del bosque en la primavera.
Entre sus siete colores
brillante el Iris lo ostenta.
Las esmeraldas son verdes,
verde el color del que espera,
y las ondas del océano,
y el laurel de los poetas.

Es tu mejilla temprana
rosa de escarcha cubierta,
en que el carmín de los pétalos
se ve a través de las perlas.
Y sin embargo,
sé que te quejas,
porque tus ojos
crees que la afean.
Pues no lo creas.
Que parecen sus pupilas
húmedas, verdes e inquietas,
tempranas hojas de almendro
que al soplo del aire tiemblan.

Es tu boca de rubíes
purpúrea granada abierta,
que en el estío convida
a apagar la sed en ella.
Y sin embargo,
sé que te quejas
porque tus ojos
crees que la afean.
Pues no lo creas.
Que parecen, si enojada
tus pupilas centellean,
las olas del mar que rompen
en las cantábricas peñas.

Es tu frente que corona
crespo el oro en ancha trenza,
nevada cumbre en que el día
su postrera luz refleja.
Y sin embargo,
sé que te quejas
porque tus ojos
crees que la afean.
Pues no lo creas.
Que entre las rubias pestañas,
junto a las sienes, semejan
broches de esmeralda y oro
que un blanco armiño sujetan.
Porque son, niña, tus ojos
verdes como el mar, te quejas;
quizás si negros o azules
se tornasen, lo sintieras.

Rosario Tijeras

*** Trailer


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*** I Feel Love - Donna Summer

Ooh it's so good, it's so good
it's so good, it's so good
it's so good
Ooh I'm in love, I'm in love,
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love
Ooh I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
Ooh fall and free, fall and free
fall and free, fall and free
fall and free
Ooh you and me, you and me
you and me, you and me
you and me
Ooh I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love

*** Rosario Tijeras - Juanes

Y se llamaba Rosario
Del barrio era la manda más
Con su pistola en la mano
Siempre lista pa’matar
En odios y desengaños
Rosario era la number one
Nunca amó ni la amaron

Y en sus ojos siempre el dolor existió
Todo fue porque en su niñez
Un malpa_ la violó y ella se vengó

Era Rosario Tijeras
La de pistola, espejito y labial
En su cartera siempre llena de vicio
Sexo, balas, placer y dolor
Las de las mil y una vidas
Bam bam bam! Rosario
La que nunca amó ni la amaron

Y en sus ojos siempre el dolor existió
y todo fue porque en su niñez
Un malpa_ la violó y ella se vengó

Y confundió el amor
Fue una bala lo que entró en su corazón
Nunca jamás lloró
Y en su alma siempre un llanto se escuchó
De tantos que mató
Uno vino mal herido y se vengó
Rosario así murió
Y en el cementerio nadie la lloró.

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*** Bloodsport - Sneaker Pimps

I want to be a kid again
Combed down hair and Sunday best
See me staying out bunking school
Knowing wrong from right just rules

I wish I'd never seen your face
"Better door than window" phase
I need an echo not your praise
Straying from the point you nailed

My mother
my mother
my mother never told

My mother
my mother
my mother never told me
Love is just a bloodsport

Sex and love is not a game
A game is something you can win
And maybe something kind of fun
Cause love is just a bloodsport, son

EYAWTKASBWATA

Everything You Always Wanted To Know About Sex But Were Afraid To Ask.

*** What is Sodomy?


*** What Happens during Ejaculation?


*** What's my Perversion?

Kramer vs Kramer

The reason why you shouln't get married until you're really sure of what you do. Poor children.

*** Trailer


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*** Nice to Meet You

[Lástima por la escena del desayuno.]

*** I Want my Son


*** In Court [Quoted on I Am Sam]

American Beauty

Look closer.

*** Trailer


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*** Job Responsibilities


*** Family Dinner


*** Smile! You're at Mr. Smiley's!


*** The [Famous] Plastic Bag


*** Ending Monologue

I Am Sam

Great people are not only studying at the university or working at offices. People are as great as their hearts are.

*** Trailer


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*** In Court


*** New Shoes for Lucy


*** I Tried Hard

Sweet November

Fue mi película favorita por algún tiempo. Aprendida la enseñanza, hubo espacio para más.

*** Soundtrack