Thursday, December 30, 2010

Dog Sleeps With My Slipper

time


A year is coming to an end and as usual, we start with a mixture of sadness and joy. For some inexplicable reason, which contradicts our experience of life, keep the candida hope that our lives will change radically in the first minutes of January and the final days of the year, retreating bury everything unpleasant, aberrant or harmful that has left his season in our lives.

all know that it is not, that life is not measured in periods of three hundred sixty-five days, but the illusion is often, if not unique, at least the most effective of all remedies against sadness and that is why hope is, of all human feelings, the latest blow to yield to the vicissitudes.

The coming year is symbolized in Eastern astrology and the figure of a white rabbit. This is a year Ying, an ideal time for good works, for peace and relaxation, friendship, kindness and love. Is this precisely what I wish everyone at all times, regardless of whether the year is Ying and Yang, leap or sinister, solar or lunar ... No matter where you are, where you were born, what your language, your name, sex, race or religion. Each person reading this note, I wish you all the happiness you deserve, for the simple fact of being human.

I do not know many times, I made a firm decision to close this page. It is not, as I had the mistake of securing, to anyone that I have inquired about the reasons for my long silence of a unicorn problem of lost, like Silvio Rodriguez masterfully described the loss of inspiration. My muse has always been free to visit when it suits you place and that is why it always comes back to me. It is simply that my life has changed and I can not divert my attention from him material. Whether for better or for worse, I have no desire to give to my spiritual world of a residence on earth.

For now only remains to thank all visitors of this blog, sympathy, friendship, support and that of her soul, that every one of you bequeathed to my verses with reading them. The greatest virtue that has had this space, has been to somehow combine our lives and make you part of me, as I have become part of each of you, your feelings, experiences and dreams.

May this coming year, will serve as a crucible for the realization of all your dreams, fantastic and impossible they may seem.

that they lack the joy, warmth and sustenance.

That never lack the support of a helping hand.

Above all things that do not lack love.

Happy New Year.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Anti Money Laundering Clip Arts

We can end how are you cherry ...


These cold days have made me think-bit, then head hurts and it pisses me off, "about the way we carry, and how we finish, unless some aliens decide to invade just today and Mr Market is definitely going to take winds ...

Funny how the same image can lead to different thoughts, even opposing ... in this case, my thinking is that "We can finish how are you cherries."

- As the cherries: Crowded, grouped in bundles, one above the other, limiting our relationships to those we reach with our cherry stem.
- such as cherries, manipulated and exploited by intermediaries, which in our case do not add more value to be those who clean the conscience of the powerful, not fired, but we used his favorite phrase "no longer need of its services, please talk to your company "
- As the cherries, it doomed to be devoured, either rot slowly into our box without a public health service in proper condition to heal.
- such as cherries, completely disoriented, complaining of the company, missing him as they take us out of the pile, feeling panic when we realize that we are going to eat, we are going to grind ... or maybe ...

- perhaps it will be the ornament the cake ... and smile thinking that we still here to stay.
- may end up realizing that we can be similar, but we each have a different flavor. And we do imagine your mouth water.
- Perhaps we become aware that we are beautiful, tasty, bright. And we feel proud of ourselves.

And, although we are not cherries, and even though we are absolutely incapable of creating a society to live up to our ideals, man, "per se" is a creature well done ...

Indeed, cherries, purchased in the Mercado de la Plaza Mayor, were delicious. mmmmmmm