Obsession: Dark Desire

Oscuro Deseo. Spanish for Dark Desire. 

No language is more beautiful to me than Spanish. It's full of intensity, inflection, and innuendo, con pasion y emocion.

Amor mio, no te quiero por vos, ni por mi ni por los dos juntos. No te quiero porque la sangre me llama a quererte. Te quiero porque no sos mia. Porque estas del otro lado.

My love, I don't love you because of you, or me, or both of us. I don't love you because the blood calls me to love you. I love you because you're not mine. Because you're on the other side.

Llamalo pasion, deseo, calentura. Como mas te gusta. Lo que importa es lo que sentimos.
Call it passion, desire, fever. Whatever you like. What is important is what we feel.

Tu eres mi obsesion.
You are my obsession. 

Obsession by Beds and Beats

Grief

Grief comes in all shapes and sizes. It comes big and small, far and wide, short and narrow. It washes over us at the most inopportune times and with the utmost ferocity. Sometimes the sheer weight of it makes us shrink, stoop, even crumble. And worst of it all, it spares no one.

We grieve for missed opportunities, stolen chances, lost loves, and the passing of loved ones. The only thing humans really have in common is that we all live and we all die.