Thursday, April 30, 2009

Broken Blood Vessels On Testicles

learned

Why do we feel whole as we share? Is it our nature to avoid being alone? "Living together or alone?

Perhaps the answers back to us Mother Nature, because in general, most species live in organized groups or households (with some exceptions, I think ...).

So is it a must that which is natural?

If history teaches us anything, among other things, is that des that have records of our ancestors, humans have converted the needs real, in search of comfort, while a redefined the "real needs" of objects and / or achievements to get, and keep playing with our own psychology. So much so, I believe that we have not even noticed that what man creates, finally we have, we catch, and raise high the objects in the category of personality definition: "... Tell me you have and I'll tell you who you are ... "... how is it possible that we are doing?

is very important, I think clearly, to have things clear and needs more REAL clear yet. And secondly, stop comparing everything to everyone, that we possess all human exceptionalism, both for the most wonderful, to the contrary, only have to choose a path.

If our nature is to share, let's do it ... you take your for others? do not expect anything in return, do not need it.

Anything is possible, believe me.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Internal Affairs Cream Pie

ella

She used to play to find treasures every minute of the day ... looking all the time and was convinced that the best treasure was going to find in the most inhospitable, difficult to reach ... almost always disappointed to realize that there used to be only headaches ... are disappointed but not disheartened .. .
She would be encouraged to play anything you propose ... even though he knew he could not win ... I knew that to be invincible at anything, takes practice and that meant at first to lose a few times ...
She usually had a smile on the lips ... a generous smile to share with others ... share for its own sake, for no reason ... it was very strange not to see her smile, extremely rare ... She was
always surrounded by people ... almost never saw one out there ... many people knew they wanted to make someone feel bad, I used to brag about it ...
She had many dreams ... so many that do not fit in the body so that shared with others and in some cases generously gave way, either consciously or unconsciously ... the yield to those who need more or that the grab for its own sake to see so much abundance in it ...
She used to listen to all ... no matter how close to it were, listened ... was characterized as having "ears" for all, and words to show that what he had heard he cared ...

But one day she got bored ... got tired of looking ... got bored of playing ... got tired of smiling ... got bored of being surrounded by people ... got tired of dreaming and listening to more ... From time to find
realized she was missing and every time it cost more to return to the starting point ... no longer fun to live lost ...
From time to play to win no longer matters, did not need it, had ceased to be fun ... He exhausted
meaningless smiles, he realized that such generosity was useless ... not all deserved a smile ... many did not deserve ...
The tired people ... I longed to be alone, I needed it .. felt surrounded, But ghosts and mirages, shadows and fog ...
decided to keep their dreams for a while ... found that many were being wasted or were poorly designed, or were too valuable to leave them snatch ... she belonged, and was not required to share ...
was bored tired of hearing ... the problems of others, the same songs ... so casually, so ... so selfish individualism in the other ...

was bored and decided to look inward ... to give back to others for a while ...



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Friday, April 24, 2009

Friendship Daisy Coloring Page

the art of pretending


So many decisions ... hastily without considering a disastrous consequence only a single tile loose mud that splashed all, one person ruined ... All those laps

useless ... these returns to "ningunaparte" just on a whim, or cowardice, or pure and exclusive masochism ... to land in the same plateaus deserts ...

... All these words misused, misinterpreted, pompous and empty ... all those who luckily never said, they could not change anything ...

All those dreams ... that nest on the pillow, broken wings and the disfiguring scars, broken but very whole ... infinite in number and in scope ...

coexisting All these feelings ... incoherently in a harmonious chaos ... feeding on tears, smiles, looks ...

All such forward ... so little space confined, claustrophobic some, while others are infinite afraid to go out ... so messy, yet so prized by the alternation ...

All excuses ... not to do, to forgive the unforgivable, for passions to drain pools of quicksand where never going to get out for themselves ...

All illusions ... with crutches and apart, crawl, rearm slowly and very fast some other ... you have the scars they have and expect to sign all that will come ... will underpin with disappointment, because they are deeper and are rooted deep inside ...

All patches, colors, different fabrics, which I put together, that you are armed, that men and women put together ... we are like chameleons, the perfect ability to learn and implement "the art of pretending " ...



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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Chinese Crested Powderpuff Edmonton

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much it hurts a farewell? ... How long will it take to close the wound that is generated? ... How long it takes to forget who was it?. ..
And if there's farewell? ... It hurts more or less pain? ... One heals faster or slower? ... No are dismissed because they were never encounters anything? ... no, it should not be that ... if it did not hurt ... it happens that the losses are not quantified in parallel between people .. .

Today I thought of you ... so I created misunderstandings pile ... I guess it always happens the feelings Desencontro ... VOS
I remembered because of Him, to have this damn capacity fatalizar my reality, to lower my entropy, to get me feel like I do not feel ... a few words with a gesture, with an icy look .. .
I remembered that there was no parting between us ... when you said that there would be no goodbyes ... I thought you told me one day that I should not expect anything from you, but I always had it clear he expected sadness ...
I remembered what we share and what not ... the pieces of our conversations ... the more I hurt, like you wanted me to ache all the alcohol ... who knew there in the middle ...
I remembered everything I tried to show that he was there for you ... all the times that I told you ... for all the effort I put in be ...
I remembered the day I read something I had written and began to mourn and you call me ... almost immediately ... and talk ... and then I kept crying, because I knew I had only illusions ... remembered everything I cried at that time without knowing the reasons ...
I remembered your damn phone number ... all that we spent on phone in those days ... our conversations completely meaningless at times unthinkable ... in your voice on the phone, which sounded infinitely sissy but he expected to hear every day ...
I remembered the round ... the words of my friends about my safety ... to argue that I knew we were not going to anywhere but that just want that ...
I remembered how good I lied to justify ... to justify yourself ... to justify ...

VOS I remembered today ... because of him, which is who are supposed to help ... but fails ... HE, which seems to go to realize that for me, being on the end opposite to yours, it seems enough to hate with the same fervor that to do for you ... VOS
I remembered ... and concluded that we had a farewell because we had from the beginning endless goodbyes ... because you failed with the two, because for me it was not allowed ... you failed as he does now, He knows the difference, you can not afford a trip without a goodbye ...



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Friday, April 17, 2009

Can You Wear Ugg Moccasins With Shorts In Summer

learn

I lose and I want to find
I want to be neither here nor there
I can choose and I choose not to
I can choose not to suffer and

Sereno and slow way through the clouds surrounding me
sensations never experienced before
all know what
and I'm glad, because it is long way to go ...

be able to reason ...
without thinking about others
be able to imagine ...
and not creating anything
have the ability to dream ...
and not meet any be

ability to love without surrender the world!

No flaws or virtues
us when we are born
the greatest asset of our life
which is the continued growth
to trace and seed.

is in our desire to be more
get or have even more, if possible
what our senses give us

and are nothing more than stones in a way
that if we raise look
we see that all

We are not alone, but we feel
and simply confuses the mind dictates
and imprison us without acknowledging the excuse

There is much to learn
and there is time for everything.