Angel

  In 1479 (the year 13-Reed), some men from the towns of Chalco-Amaquemecan and Tlamanalco went for the first time to sing in Mexico-Tenochtitlan: the Mexica (Aztecs) held hegemony in the area, including Chalco. The song they sang was a war song called the “Song of the Woman Warrior.” They played it for the tlatoani, or ruler, Lord Axayacatl (ca 1469-1481), performing it in the patio outside his house of women. Unfortunately, the performance got off to a rather slow start. A man from the area of Tlamanalco in Chalco, one who had never played the drums before or directed a song, made a very bad showing   SONG OF THE WOMEN OF CHALCO Get up, you little sisters, go, go, look for flowers, let's go, let's go, we'll cut flowers. Here they stretch, here they stretch the flowers of water and fire, the flowers of the shield, those that seem to men, which are prestige: flowers of war. They are beautiful flowers, With the flowers that are on me, I adorn myself, They are my fl...

One day when love was still young and i was enjoying his rare presence since I barely ever saw him we were standing under a green neon sign i told him about how i see things in colors i began and told him that when he’s with me when he’s anywhere near me i see things in pink i feel very light and the crowds and the loud beeping magically dance in harmony they create some sort of music that his voice leads it creates delicate scenes beautiful big paintings where he’s the main character the thing i study and let all colors just compliment him . He laughed ,then i told him about how i also see things in red because i was often so angry I couldn’t do anything with myself i told him that crowds hit me hard when i am angry voices beat strongly at my head until i melt into a puddle of blue then the world is grey he thought i was lying he thought i was making things up to impress him which i admit i have done on the course of the time when i had him but since so many people had ...