Monday, April 25, 2011

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Far

"The only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the last."
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Peñarroya Station
Little Flower purple
over time
anchored to the gravel, staring at the horizon
.

Will the train on it.
She will dance
then passing away
and be satisfied
staggering.

Only the breeze
the shivers,
wait, wait
the gravel.

Later
meantime
rails that embrace, their bodies intertwined
steel.
of his love, destiny.
Your
molten metal on the same sleepers.

My body wants you,
drunk love,
as when your looking for me.

chose other destinations and now back on my feet. You keep
there.
loving you so long in my subconscious:
I'm ready to have you.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

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Goodness of the day Sunday ...


Good morning dear reader @ s @ s (look, leave your pod that I'm not going to be writing everything with @ no) ... I stand before you in the same spirit as always, that spirit of tireless worker desperate and anxious to take off the lotto and not to strike "neberindilai" ...
Today I am very happy with life and blame it irrefutably that today is Sunday ... the best day of the week for anyone who appreciates work the same way that appreciates the donkey cart, or a dog chain, or sperm to know how and condom ...?
And
outcrops on Sunday in me the sweetest joys and enjoyment of the most beloved nonsense of life ... so there are things that only on Sundays or other days are done, only have meaning and value on Sunday ...
The pleasure given by the Sunday begins with the eyes open without trouble in bed, looking out the window even from the bed, no matter what time are and at any moment (and here comes the pleasant) estericar legs and arms like a viralata after pulling a dream under a bed Daihatsu short, ie, give blood to the extremities to the point where they stick a frenzied shakes leaves one amemao ... by what the shakes? Know God and the Virgin ... but this is unique pleasure of Sundays!
Another taste that only comes in on Sundays is that you are having breakfast at lunch ... I call it the "Desayuerzo" ... this situation occurs when you continue to run sleeping through the morning where you wake up only to estericarte and for pipian ... then going to breakfast and the chance to wake up at 12 because the tapeworm pack stomach does not leave you in peace, your breakfast are covered with a chrome plate or a napkin and the dinner table timbi jumi cauldrons of rice, beans and meat ... such a scenario all splendor it remains to be done to one is to fill a jug of water with ice cubes, stir it to sound "Tacal Tacal Tacal" while you go with your meal from breakfast to take your commitment to the table ...
Then, after that, to me that nobody talks about domino, Vitillo banclebol, bike or slide ... because the stand of the table, all roads lead to the room to stay unconscious on his back with the remote control tv playing "Seesaws" by the effects of breathe into my belly ... food ensued at 7 come to know about me ... and that is an inherent need to dispose of the waste ... but that's another post ...
Finally, Sunday to myself has a flaw ... and it takes too little ... and that says "What good if brief, twice good" I ask you a million Dolal a good thing? If you? And it's doubly good to have a million Dolal for fifteen seconds nothing else? NOT YOUR PENDEJO Ombe!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

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dawn last train

"He who is chained to a joy, destroys a free life, but he who kisses the joy in his flight, experience the dawn of eternity."
William Blake
Guadalquivir Valley from the port of Las Palomas, Sierra de Cazorla (Jaén)
Sales
the horizon, the sun rises in the dark night My
hands and play with the curls in your hair.
I will dress with the light of your eyes of silver.

Not my will subtract the dawn,
Because I'm a bit lost,
And lost again wait for dawn.

touch
And wait the morning, Already
here with my soul.

And always keeps hugs to give,
My lips are always ready to kiss you,
From afar my desire await.

My love unleash latent if the stars decide
And then love me.
The wind then cleared your throat
And you can kiss.

reach dizzying When your lips?
I do not care, my desire to wait for you forever.

Your atmosphere, your valley slopes
your border today are our joys.
Paco J.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Letters For Confirmation Catholic

Communication with animals ... Part One




young Hello, I am happy, happy, happy, ecstatic, amazed and extremely exhilarated by having you as a reader ... because, as my father always said: A gift horse is not looking at the tooth ...
This time I plan, as usual, exposing them to you, in plain language and clear, but without offending the Cervantes himself in his grave, what I think about the proper ways and means to communicate with animals ...
is necessary to clarify that the way to go to an animal will always depend on what kind of animal is ... and how I know that some graduates are reading this, I shall explain in the only way they understand, with examples ...
You are a tiger, the largest cat, a predator to be documented cases of man-eating mentioning the case of Champawat Tigre from 1930 that devoured 436 people and was only possible to kill him until 1937 ... said, it is illogical to think that being compared to that animal, you open your arms, kneel and jump with a "Tiiiguecito, tiguecito! That the tiguecito gonite! Guaaaaaau! Come on come on tiguecito! "Because most likely be necessary to wait for the shit Tiguecito to give a Christian burial ...
Similarly, assuming you have a pet crocodile or Estuary Marino, a piece animal that has reached 8.5 meters measure despite kg 1.700 (3.808 lbs) is not recommended that you try to put belly pa'rriba to tickle ... do this, you will be called John Doe or Richard Roe on the Manco Lisiao ... and that is whether a hospital near ...
And do not say I'm tragic by the choice of animals, I will give several entirely domestic animal examples ...
assumed to be true that you own a parrot, but you're not happy unless you walk with your parrot on his shoulder in all directions ... you already have two pieces of ear worn, that is the form of a parrot to say "Jane Doe was here" ...
Parrots are one of the group of animals that are most abused by their owners ... imagine you've been designed by nature to fly from tree to tree but instead lives locked in a little cage and from time to time, a fool comes to you and says, "Cuuuuuca pussy pussy, louse louse louse" ... that otherwise, I do not know how to fuck the parrots manage not to be extinct, because they are all females! Do not know the first issue of Amazona ventralis is called Jaime, Ramon Pascual Tuto or ... are all females and are called Cuca, Mia, Lia, Quica, Tica and everything ending in A ... I ask myself, how you feel a "parrot" Cuca is called? Off me and when I first approach pariguayo louse me stalking him and took him half deo a bite after the deo pal ECUP floor and say, "Cuca Tu mai!" ... and even some families say that "the cat ate the parrot" and in fact the Cotorro opened his cage and paging " miso, miso "the cat ...
And here another example of a form of communication or attempted communication with another animal ... because he has told you that the cat understands when you say" commitment "?? I have found that the cat you say "turincontin" and as long as you have a piece of meat in one hand the cat is ... well, what do you mean miso? it is a "commitment"? perhaps it was that a cat will jump into the face of a Dona colonization and paging her, "Ohhhh! Missooojoooooo! But "jooooo" was drowned by the sound of the whip which gave a Taino?? Out came the Miso? We will never know ... but it is a general belief that cats talk "Misoniano"
For this and many reasons, I talk to Marco Alexander, Ali Alberto Milo Symbol or speak to them as people, though dogs ... nothing "Chivi Chivi come! Come on! "Or" Good puppy, cute puppy "or" Good boy! "None of that ... rather it is" Marco, you please stop biting the tube " or "Ali, stand there and come to dinner" or "Milo! Stop fornicating with the pillow! "
Here I say goodbye, asking that before you say" commitment "to a cat, think of me, when you go to ask" louse "a parrot, think of me ... and when feel the need to give him 10 thousand dollars to someone, I also think ... they are grateful to the soul, the very soul!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

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"The day you do not ardas of love, many will die of cold."
François Mauriac

Teide, Tenerife
In the winter when you've left me.
follow even dying of cold,
looking for another kiss, I know little,
dream that I know,
Amarte as I look.

shiver to hold you close and do not hold,
Erizarte skin
Playing with your hair curls.

Say you do not want my kisses,
scrapping the warmth of my arms,
me out of this winter.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

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Train Your Winter Spring Eco

"It's rare, very rare that anyone falling into the abyss of disappointment
voluntarily without being approached to shore. "

Concepción Arenal

Creek Cliffs of Maro
Chance
concerned
Cold winter to spring
Train.

Thawed heart,
Discarded memories,

Causality
careful
Attack accurate
Presumably victory.

Narrow your waist,
absorbed the smell of your hair.

Would you hold back the train to Spring?
What have we lost?
What remains?

I you live in the foam,
live in the sand,
live in the full moon.

Jpac

Friday, March 18, 2011

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Walking away ...



dull writing these lines to 12:30 am on a Saturday, so I greet you with a slow and tired "good morning" ... slow because a light rain falling on my window sets the pace slow and bohemian clockwise and tired because the bars marked by the orchestra of his past life are inevitable in an appearance in the ephemeral present ...
The purpose, intent, purpose or aspiration of the flat outline of my thoughts is to thank those special people have read the papers she has given birth coarse my winged imagination, my fervent desire not to be read, but to be able to lighten the daily life of all who devoted their time, valuable and unrecoverable, to take a look at the thick tangle of ideas sailing aimlessly, without an anchor and rudderless in the vast ocean of my mind ...
I do not want created beaten or shot by the judgmental and prejudiced system that has absorbed the modern world ... let alone to speculate about a dearth of creative inputs needed to make people laugh with a phrase or a literary figure perfectly misused ... rather longing to see me say goodbye with a rare smile on my face Catatonic, expressing the love and the wonderful relationship I have cultivated over time with most of you my select group of readers ...
This space, this blank canvas given to me to translate what is far from being an art, but inexplicably has been welcomed by every one of you was born by the desire of this server, being a novice college student, of striking out at least two of the three things that I point out the great politician, journalist, philosopher and Cuban poet José Martí: "There are three things every person should do during his life, plant a tree , having a child and write a book .... This will be my book ... a collection of 237 pages, paragraphs 1.163 and 111.182 words ... all written with the purest and satisfying desire to make them laugh ... and my soul felt torn by attachment to this space, I can say that I professed deeply pleased to have had as leedores, for you, my little group of comrades in this important crossing, are those who add value and meaning to my words ... are those engendered me one night in August 2008 to smudge what today has become a thick set of manifestations of the incomprehensible and be several times as many, too many I would say, with nothing to understand ... this is so, leaving me inexplicably moved by the sublime, immeasurable and incapable of being paid in some way, satisfaction for giving me the honor and privilege to stop for a moment and read my rustic stories, quips and stories ...
Know this: I can never tell you how happy that made me write for you ... God bless you forever ... without further ado, I bid you ... not a "good riddance" ... rather a Ueeeeeeeeeje! Blessed by my dear mother, if you're with a few tears there, you disinherit a reader! And what are you saying? "Ete is gone crazy" because no! "We still have much to loquear" ...

Corporan, sigueeeeee Aaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy ....

Thursday, March 10, 2011

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

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The Awakening ... I already spend Valentine



Hello dear readers, I speak your friend's Blo, who never lied and never have sent her fifty dollars or as a gift crearles so good times, and distorted in some form of prostitution without pay ... but nothing, I am here as a Dominican in the end, masochistic and nonconformist ...
Lately I have had rare moments of free thought, because occupations and responsibilities and the little remaining free time I use it in art poorly publicized and poorly seen from scratch ... it also happens that I can think of great ideas but less appropriate times to sit down and write and by the frequent blows to my head , memory serves me more than a bico threading a needle with Parkinson's ... but now I am ready to take aim at the screen shot with my buttock and the ordinary ...
Today I want to talk about: Different Ways to Wake Up conditioned by the genre Chosen as alarm clock ... 2011 ... Thesis
If the tune he breaks into your ears getting to your brain so precious dream begins similarly to "TONY! E SO THAT THE KEEL TO IT AND YOU WILL NOT SOUNDING TAMO! BICLOFAI! DIYEIPLANO OYE! Golo Golo MAKE ME !!!..." you may suffer in the not too distant future a articondriaca mitoplastia disorder, which is not only a chronic blockade of neurons, and to wake up with the ugliest brown voceándote armpit of a hen's ear they have for a decrease DEMA severe learning ability and even because of the beat TUN Tunki rumored that sperm lose mobility and to leave greñu and skinnier than a Carrao ...
However, if the musical rhythm of your choice to wake to a new day is the safest Ballad is your awakening is slow and corrugated, ie at the first sound musical notes to start Busting and turning in bed even without opening eyes ... also because of the musical passivity to which you are being subjected, probably come to wake you when it is on the second chorus, when the artists usually stick a tilli or do a "push" sound ... what do you paste a running away and jumped out of haste, to reach the office you will notice that you put in one underarm deodorant ...
choosing genres of Salsa Merengue or suffer the risk that the initial trumpet so common in the sauce, peel the eyes have it as a guinea on the run and you find yourself grabbing the back of the bed in the style of Tom cat ... even down to the merengue, and therefore it is not so popular in the snooze alarm, immediately you wake up, turn off the music ... because no one wakes up one business day and begins to sing along to Peña Suazo, Sergio Vargas, Eddy Herrera, or even worse ... and Rubby Perez this because of two things, the necessary spirit to sing merengue presence does in the morning and face your own bass to hurt you deep in your soul ...
But if you are someone who prefers a Bachata con sentimiento at 6 in the morning tries to take away all blunt object and / or shear near the bed, since morning innate bitterness accentuated by an increased despite bachata the risk of suicide by 46% according to scientists from Liceo de La Guayiga Peter Brand ...
In closing, those who wake up with ranchera, techno, pop, rock, lambada, samba, whales and other , I will ask the council to seek psychological help ... do not deny they have a problem and seek help ... help early can save their lives ...

Monday, February 21, 2011

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My Musa

"Our heart is as old as what he loves."

Marcel Prévost
Songwriter
Street in the streets of Salamanca

It seems predictable.
is your excuse realism,
is sad or scared ... I'll just
embrace as you want.

half of your life.
In your mind you're just part. My youth is
breath.
I do not steal anything.

And the gap between all the feelings.
In anything where you got lost,
is where I'm lost now.

A hug is instant eternity. A tiny memory
saturated warmth, security and desire.

Before loneliness I face.
In battle I met my best friend.
I found myself,
I stopped being half,
for whole orange.

guapita, I hold a whole.
In your version. Busting
and loss in your hair. Start every minute
a first kiss.

While you are,
Dream Dream with me ... you ...
Idealízame to your needs, look for me in your desire.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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Hello, is there? As a loan? It is a pleasure to greet you in this placid Tuesday February 15, 2011 ... special greetings to all men who survived without overdraft Valentine and a warm "uejejei friend" to all those women who had to go to the salon today because of "degreñe "Last night ...
And speaking of these greetings, today I will try, try, pretend,'ll try and aspire to enumerate some of the most common consequences POST VALENTINE day (or San Isidro, which is the same ...)
first thing that happens after Valentine's Day is that women do not find what to do with so many candles and candles ... and no wonder, because on 13 for five items from a grocery shopping was a red oil lamp or a bundle of long candles are TIGHT up ... then, after the candles and fulfilled the role of acclimating the environment without burning curtains, cushions and floral arrangements, do not fit in any drawer, closet, box or bucket ... so women usually grab three of the most beautiful candles and put them in the middle of dinner table and all others are sent where cousins, aunts, neighbors and other spices, under the guise of being a "small detail Valentine's late ... when in reality nothing more than memories of a "extra loving struggle" with the beloved (or the shift) ...
Another very common event, but this time among men, is that having to borrow to pay for flowers, stuffed animals, perfumes, rings, bags, balloons, drinks, gasoline, cabins and sweets or condoms, seen as the remuneration of day 15 goes bye-bye telling style and Miss Universe ... do not be surprised if on day 16 or 17 a co-worker gets his Pelu, Barbu and a güelinche to baquebol, as this is because no one was left to kiki barber, razors and even deodorant also ... most likely not using your class ring or gold chain and instead discover what staring at the receipt of the sale of which are 90 days ...
A more of the days after Valentine's Day is reflected in two business sectors ... the first is the new sheets that supplies the cabins around the country ... and that is that after so flitifla flitifla (wait Suddenly that new word in a dembow) supported by the old sheets and no detergent or bleach remove the waste disappears these chiguetasos ... that's another thing, due to high demand cabañistica day 14 there is no time to change the sheets or to clean the room, that is turn the pillow, giving few pecoza, Glade spray and "fire to the can", which among the following ... another sector to increase its sales in the days after the San Isidro pharmaceutical sector ... is common to see people with dark glasses, diving suits, hats and wigs to buy shampoo or Kwell Elimite, creams Hemorrodil, Vagisil, Clozol and other ... other supposedly to buy the baby powder (anja UNJU, I tell you) or cream with Aloe Vera for the sting ... and do not blame them, it is very hard to go to a pharmacy, parártele in front of the serving and say seriously: "Greetings young, hey, I need you recommend something for me Raquin, I flirt with him yesterday and walked jeva first, second, third and home, but now has colorao to me that down there and I'm ñañara dying from ... ", she will probably look to face" UATAFO? "and say:" Ok, one moment please "... go to the store and from there to here and laugh out dead and four companions head to stick out see the "ta tiguere to be rotting" ...
For that and many reasons my friends, or at least known because not so close we are, or compatriots because some do not know, or maybe just because there reader not so much country there is, not tell them not to conclude on 14, whatever you give your wins, but if I advise you not to get carried away Valentine, he always walks with San Isidro and that certainly is a degraciao !

Thursday, February 3, 2011

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"The sound of a kiss is not booming like a cannon,
but its echo lasts much longer."
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Carved Cave, xave (Alicante)
spin waves foam. My touch
sinks in your white wool jersey.

the mountainous horizon. Your
contour border of heaven.

My desire dipped in glitter.
reflection of your eyes.
Blue flashes. Aurora
Mediterranean.

A discordant drum between my ribs. Vibrating string
my veins.

Your hair, gold baroque
spirals, twists of a dream. Eco
infinity in the cave where almost
I love you.

I keep your memory in the murmur
of the shell.

Jpac

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

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Infinite Nature

"The two greatest tyrants of the world: the chance and time."
Johann Herder
Last day
of an eternal past.
The vastness where
will never agree.

You believed in an inert target,
I became.
Since then I let them,
For if you lead me

the meantime I prepared
New lights
With that enlighten thee.

Were coincidence
But now you're time,
It cools your body,
my desire to be cool to have you.