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.