Citizen Ship

By Patti Smith

I was nothing. It didn't matter to me.Ah, there were tags all over my sleeve.There was water outside the windowsand children in the streets [ ] rats with tags.Ain't got a passport.Ain't got my real name.Ain't got a chance, sport, at fortune and fame.And I walk these endless streets, won't you give me a lift.A lift. A lift. On your citizen ship. They were rioting in Chicago, movement in L.A.Sixty-eight it broke up the yardbirds.We were broke as well.Took it underground, M.C. borderline, up against the wall.The wall. The wall.Show your papers, boy.Citizen ship we got mem'ries.Stateless, they got shame.Cast adrift from the citizen ship, lifeline denied, exiled this castaway.Blind alley in New York City, in a foreign embrace.If you're hungry you're not too particular about what you'll taste.Men in uniform gave me vinegar, spoon of misery.But what the hell, I fell, I fell.It doesn't matter to me.Citizen ship we got mem'riesCitizen ship, we got pain.Cast adrift from the citizen ship,lifeline denied, exiled this castaway.I was caught like a moth with its wings outta sync.Cut the chord. Overboard. Just a refugee.Lady liberty, lend a hand to me, I've been cast adrift.Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift.On the citizen ship we got mem'riesCitizen ship, we got pain.Lose your grip on the citizen ship,you're cast, you're cast away.On the citizen ship you got mem'ry.Citizen ship you got pain.Citizen ship you got identity.A name. A name. A name. . . What's your name, son?What's your name? . . .What's your name?[ ]Nothing. I got nothing.[ ] Jersey.Give me your tired, your poor. Give me your huddled massesyour wartorn [ ]Give me your wartorn and your [ ]Lift up your [ ] unto me.Ah, mythology.

La llorona, the weeping woman, the mexican diva - latinamerican woman (diva mexicana y mujer latinoamericana)

Dibujo espontáneo /spontaneus drawing

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9E7wgUTKM0c

Microbaile/Microdancing

Haz click en el título y verás la más reciente producción de Harry Potter.
For seeing this video you have to do click in the title. Video made by Harry Potter.

Sad Truths/Tristes verdades

Exquisite corpse/ Cadáver exquisito/Quebratahuesos/ Cadavre exquis

It is a surrealistic game which consists in a collective creation (written either drawn or whatever). Each participant just will be able for seeing the last part of what another participant done before. So, you only must see the last sentence written or a pair of lines of the drawing done by the previous participant, then you can start to write or to draw!

It is an exercise of collective automatic thought.

Let's play! First, we will write. You can add your sentence in the field for comments. I will take charge of hiding the text when you send it. Then, I will show you the corresponding part. It is allow writing in Spanish either in English or in any language.

I will start it! You can read the first sentence, that is to say the starting point, in the coments field.


Este es un "juego" surrealista que consiste en lograr una creación colectiva, bien sea dibujada, escrita o lo que sea. Es un ejercicio de pensamiento automático colectivo. Cada una y cada uno de ustedes podrá ver sólo la última parte de lo que el o la anterior hizo. Sólo debe leerse la última frase escrita o algunas líneas del dibujo hecho por el participante que te precede y desde allí empezar a escribir o a dibujar.

¡Juguemos! Primero, vamos a escribir. Pueden agregar su frase en el campo para comentarios. Yo me encargaré de ocultar el texto cuando ustedes lo escriban y lo envíen. Luego, yo mostraré la parte que debe leerse. Está permitido escribir en español, inglés o cualquier otro idioma.

Ahí voy... empiezo yo primero. Pueden leer la primera frase en el campo de comentarios.

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