Monday, March 29, 2010

Pedicularis Densiflora Online

an epic poem: IN THE BEGINNING (REMOVED FROM MY FUTURE NOVEL)

Before him there was nothing Urm
Before there was nothing. In

bloody and dark times when gods and monsters
ruled,
before Man walked on the Earth, the Monkey God
only forged an empire.

The floors were made of fire, Mountain ash
laughed mortals
the sky was a dark and broken stone, were common
air flames.
The Dragons dominated the wind
their jaws and teeth stained
broad wings of black and gray leather.
steps of giant herbivores were drums announcing
evil.
Land proclaimed its slow passing, as channels
lost and indecipherable.

The monkeys were slaves of wild beasts, hidden among rocks
distant caves. They ate and procreated
hidden
fearful of a world in which only were nothing.
But he made them kings, gods
and owners of the land of fire
responsible for their own destiny.

At the dawn of World War there was an unholy
. Ape
a huge and growing physical power
will.
A revolt of monsters and monsters, beasts
facing the beasts,
when the evil beings of the underworld
were forcibly returned to him.

and the Monkey God became their leader and gave them
humanity
to stop being monkeys and men evolve.

This is the story of how you were born,
by the grace of God terrible Mono,
Lord of the Storm, Lightning and Freedom.


(From "History Urm source "belonging to the" Book of all truths, "the Holy Council of the Nation of Urm)

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LETTER TO ELEONORA (fragments of my future novels)

Sometimes I think no more auroras,
not get to see the sun again ,
you will not be there when you wake up.
But then as far as your eyes and look at me
,
and all is peace and quiet.

Sometimes I think I'm alone in the world, that there will
your smell, nor thy presence, ever
not know where to breathe.
But then comes to me, your laughter, as a cold waterfall
I bathe,
like a breath of fresh air.

Eleonora.

Eleonora.

I have fear of the road without your guidance,
of the steps that I will not be my beacon,
and I have no doubt that few,
and no longer take even the first to know. Seeking
in heaven and earth to be with you,
and would give my life for a second,
but not here, Eleonora, and yet
lates to me.

Eleonora.

Eleonora.

I miss you, and I have you in front of me.
miss you in the evening we had the winter, when rozabas
your fingers with mine on the table,
when your life was intertwined with my life.
I miss you, and you are only one meter of my body.
looking at me with those eyes, laughing with that laugh.
telling me that you love is another.
are you happy.

Eleonora.

Eleonora.

hate what's called being civilized.
hate friendship and what it entails.
I insult and degradation for loving me,
and more to smile and give my support.
"I will not fail in life."
"I am your friend, and always be on your side."
I'm stupid, is there more evidence to failure?

Yet stay stuck to the chair,
As if her and then nailed to the floor.
do not get up, catch her and kiss, and put end this string of lies.
not get up and leave this local
one of those outbursts of dignity of the films. No.

I sit alone and I thank heaven for to see her smile between banks of fog.
I am poor and pathetic.
I'm miserable.
And he took with both hands the chain
and I feel so happy because I have it.
And tonight again terrorize,
because I know that tomorrow will not wake you.
As always.

Eleonora.

Eleonora.

I'm your friend, and always be on your side.


("Letter to Eleonora" Felix Monterroso, published in 2460, in honor of the sad story of failed love between Palermo and Augusto bandoneonist great lady of tango Stillani Andrea, whose real name was Eleanor Fabrizzi)

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A TANGO: Antigone



innocence lost at night on the town. He won his sentence

on nights of rum.

lost a dream trapped in the fingers.
Past and future,
what matter, what are they?

Antigone.
Antigone.
tango singer.
The voice of pain.


wounded heart of the suburbs.

sing the loves that are not yours

to forget those who did go yours. Looking

oblivion thanks to alcohol.

Antigone.
Antigone.
tango singer.
The voice of pain.


Now feel the way road

a past that will not happen again. And your tangos


the only witness of what fate
always made you suffer.

Antigone.
Antigone.
tango singer. Sad
bandoneon.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Cowbpoy Funny Sayings

Reflexion 1

All things change in life, sometimes feel the most important person in the world spend to feel you're the biggest shit that may exist, there are times when you get tired of being oneself, others that the disease is stronger than one and do not know if you want to keep or want to give up, I admit that I often go through all the points named above, I get tired and I would stay without dijiera and count fingers if all the joys, frustrations, sadness have passed through my life.
I can only say one thing one day to another, things changed, I learned that one day things had to happen, happened to me things I never thought would happen to me, from that moment I realized that the person fragile and there was not even there my essence, but if my strength grew, he wanted the fact of having taken something that I knew what would happen helped me a lot, learned a lot, I would now appreciate people more effectively than before, I think, is not something I can easily say that point because they have to judge those who know me, my friends. Thanks to all the things that happened, that exceeds that tolerated, etc. I think I've come to feel, I have dreamed, as when I was little, when I thought that life was just a game, I felt very good and happy, nobody can imagine what living 17 years with a memory what is a dream, 17 years of feeling empty and monotonous, but that changed, I believe that life is one and I must seize it, life is not easy nor blue yellow submarine, nothing but color is that everyone wants to be. In my case, nothing more I want to be in color. =)

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FIDAE 2010

Today I had the pleasure of visiting the FIDAE 2010, who does not know is the International Air and Space.

Trip Home: From Terminal Pajaritos German Villa (SCL)
Everything was budgeted to be leaving home at 6:20 AM (GMT -3), unfortunately, my brother, my father and I fell asleep, woke up at 7am recently, I went to do other things that had slope and then fed processed at 8:30 am we were on the bus to Santiago from the terminal Quilpue do not remember much, I can only image of a road accident which coincided with the bus at 6:30 am, unless bad that we were asleep! "I said in my mind, if not I would not be writing this = /. I long to sleep until I returned to the terminal coming to life Pajaritos (absurd speeds! Because the engine had apparently failed and came only for movements inersia).

Pajaritos Terminal -> FIDAE 2010
When it was 10:30 AM, we were with the question of how to get until we see a bus company which performed the TurBus travel sector, finding out we buy tickets for the bus ($ 1,700 pesos (CLP) round trip) and then meet with a row MEGA-GIANT! was amazing the amount of people traveling at that time to the FIDAE clearly were hundreds of people trying to get the wait was quick and that in about 15 minutes and were on the bus route to the site of the event. (In that moment I placed my geolocation in Foursquare.com)

FIDAE 2010
arrived at the event, where accredited media were looking for (or rather where to withdraw credentials), kindly staff guided us FACH to enter the sector which gave us Press credentials (quite beautiful, design well maintained belt) which allowed us to participate in the event as such.
I had had the opportunity to visit the fair in 2002 I believe, which because of the lady who took us (we were in college) I could not see any showcase or see many stands, so this opportunity would be my revenge !.

could not name anything else I saw, but if the things that most caught my attention, let us see that it is in this light analysis.

Philips 3D Television brought by the Russians
Great!, Record a video but unfortunately the effect was lost so I will not upload, the great advantage of this system, giving the illusion of objects off the screen when it was actually a flat image, so far no calls attention, but what if it was AWESOME is that NO GLASSES NEEDED!, the same screen gave the effect, at least 5 minutes looking at me is just to drool over pictures of that technology.

Aerobatic Squadron of Chile
Among the showcase event, teams of acrobatics but the most striking was the Chilean, not just because they are compatriots, but it was also world champions acrobatic, why?, for the simple fact of being crazy! is ridiculous, yet amazing to see planes moving that way, almost 1 meter distance between them and all in the same plane (no more effects of one forward and one back as it does The Brazilian team). The figures were notable with smoke (or steam, in fact it is) they made, here I leave 2 images of the figures.

F-16 Fighting Falcon
This was the first fighter I saw a giant orgasm ... imagine having it less than 300 meters away and in slow motion the sound arrives with a delay of 5 seconds!, other than the maneuverability of it was something I had ever seen, within seconds disappeared from the sky to appear by surprise on the other side, in the showcase were 4 models of F-16 that Chile has depending on the place where you are, and which was most surprising of all.


not put my picture with the F-16 because I go Remal! (The photographer to zoom to the photos and lost part of the plane and leave my face almost throughout the picture ¬ ¬)

F-22 Raptor
was the main attraction, but nobody knew where he was, or would you go, only knew one hour in which would be presented to the public, the feature of this plane is that its speed is unrivaled by any other machine to such an extent that neither the human reaction can pilot it correctly. For use off just 300 meters from the track ... THE SAME NOTHING! How do you do? I have no idea which is alien to me tinca (or bot like me xD), total control of all movements, it denies that the plane is pretty ugly, but it's amazing that there is potential there. Someday I'll buy one to go to buy bread at the corner hahaha.

FIDAE 2010 -> Terminal Pajaritos
After it was over, at 5pm on the dot we thought to be lining up to take bus back to Terminal Pajaritos, unfortunately we were late and arrived at 5:30 pm row, row the devil! were there until 6:15 pm and were hundreds of people like in the morning, if they were MILES! imagine the amount of people who visited the event, at least it was a quick return trip uneventful, just me by announcing that he had a 2nd foursquare checkin in birds hahaha.

Pajaritos Terminal -> Villa Alemana
Quiet. Everything OK, sleeping on the tour and then come home to eat something rich jijiji.

Obviously Conclusion in this post have missed many things, like the other team in the showcase, talks with PDI and its comparison with CSI, the Russian space stations, weapons management, among many others, but leave the highlight for me (with which I am still shocked), and recommendation, to anyone who has a chance to go to the FIDAE, please do so! I like the subject or not is something to see, plus it takes place only every 2 years and the amount of technology that shows there is something really worth.

Greetings
Uga

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Hannah Montana Flashy Scooter

A PARABLE: BURNING

The place was almost dark, with a sweet aroma of incense and fruit in the forest. Deep breath, and noticed how his chest was altered. I knew I was there, waiting, and a deep desire burned in her throat, sinuses, areas that suddenly urgently needed to be loved. Walked, allowing the game but not enough time, and took off his shoes. The only subtle touch moqua eta on their feet tickled, perfume filled his face like a heavy curtain, her heart pounding with anxiety. Where was I? Where have you been? He walked the shadows with his eyes wide open, and felt a terrible urgency born under his shirt. I was looking for. He needed such as water. His body was tense and sweaty.
And at last arrived. A hand, a body, a movement of air. A very strong arm grabbed her from behind around the waist, while burning lips whispered promises in your ear night and she was left to do. Let greedy fingers ripped the buttons of her blouse, very brief one country to conquer. She let her skirt to disappear on the carpet, and your skin vibrate with a fiery breath on his neck, and teeth stuck in her sweet throat. He turned, and your body just wrapped in black silk underwear was caught by a huge muscle inevitable male breast. Wished. He again noted the urgent desire to be born in his mouth, and this time could not speak.
was dead. Would have no life that he would give. She shivered, but not by fear but by the rush of feeling horrible inside.
was paid, and just realized the hands that stripped entirely. Staring at the ceiling fell, and demanded to take her to heaven with just the touch of his mouth delivered.
Pleasure is a weapon of infinite power, and in this day shrouded nervous she screamed in pleasure. A great and terrible pleasure. A pleasure able to consume their days. An electric current was born in her hard black nipples and clitoris, and from there traveled without stopping in every corner of your body. Screamed, and hands or the tongue of her lover gave truce. Stirred, presa de convulsiones como las olas de un mar furioso, y sus movimientos se hicieron rítmicos y acompasados.
Fue entonces cuando notó que su hombre la penetraba.
Al principio fue apenas un sentir gustoso y breve, cuando él le acarició la vagina con su glande durísimo, y ella separó las piernas para recibirlo. La penetración fue inmediata, y de tanto como había soñado con ella, no pudo evitar que se le escapase un alarido de gusto. Su hombre estaba dentro de ella. Su poderoso amante, su fuerte jinete de pene larguísimo había entrado ya en su vagina, y la recorrió un escalofrío inmenso que no por esperado llegaba menos placentero. Era un sueño, un disfrute magnificent, infinite and terrible taste.
and screamed, again and again, with his hands holding his hips, as if he intended to hold the rain. He clung to his back, digging her nails into her dark skin and perfect man firm, and burned his throat loudly as he felt the friction of the penis into her soul. The hit, we introduced a huge member as he had imagined, to the point that he noticed a burning pain in her pelvis that was born as a fire tinder and flint, and yet the pain he was much more pleasant, more divine, more impressive than anything. Laughed to death, as if his voice escaped from juicy lips, and asked penetrate each time more and more, stronger, deeper, until he nearly lost consciousness.
propelling turned on the carpet with his legs and fell on the chest of her lover. Jumped to a horse's belly that drove a man in his clutches. Riding, squeezing the thighs against those strong hips, and with every movement felt it through.
Her breasts floated in the air, his hair was a shapeless blur, and those sweet and brutal assaults at last brought him a great orgasm. Infinite pleasure. An intense power. An immense contraction of each and every one of your muscles. An eternal cry to stay hoarse, a fire that was born in her stomach and up into the throat like liquid fire.
enter heaven through the front door.


playful fingers hail battered the night on the glass, and their bodies left lying on the carpet. Warm, relaxed, soft frost covered the sweat. They hugged, she looked at the pleasure reflected in the brown eyes, and her fingers to that fantastic penis was still erect.
and in his lips curved showed a new desire to attack.
"Tonight will be very, very long for you, handsome ...



- Are you okay, dear? Last night did not come to dinner with everyone, when we close the office.
"Oh, no ... I left early. And I can assure you ... there is nothing like dining at home.