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I think the first sign that made me feel old really has been the knowledge that a fellow of the institute already has a kid and getting married next month. No matter which already has lost contact with, or who knows nothing about it eons ago, and that, therefore, not to go (or intended, Diox free me) to go to the wedding. In fact, not even 10 years ago ran through the yard and we were playing the ass beating foolish games.

I think I'm a bit weird.

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BOLIVAR ...

These days, GolondrinaAzul introduced me to Jorge Debravo ... hadabruja and shared with me, this poem in particular, of Bolivar ...

I wanted to share it with you ...

think that the coffin he did lie,
but he still stands ...


I follow your steps when the rebellion and dignity they stutter
steeples.

Photo Miguel Herrera.

Alto, hard standing, Bolivar and Bolivar
sweat breathe at work.

Ah, how I love you, My country, America
blood, how I love you!

I love you so, oak with the bone under the Bolívar
arm muscle,
hand writing bolivar, bolivar
with walking heel ...

Alto, hard standing, Bolivar and Bolivar
mature sweat at work.


Jorge Debravo

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is strange feeling when the girl you like tells you he has a boyfriend. Obviously, running down your body that hides a strange feeling to perfection. And within 10 seconds if you do not know the individual concerned, you get to imagine it in every way possible by what she tells you: a perfect guy, a nobody, a rare ... but above all you imagine it like a cocoon, that something is competition.
Then you start thinking that what you've shot 2 weeks by accompanying you everywhere if you look on the face that friendship, as friendship is said, not looking. What else would you valid behave like a piece of male plant will face a "mrrrh ay, Oma" and at least she knows that part of the pig you really are, friendship, friendship is said, not looking . That you'd like to be touched ass to ... well, we must not go so far, but gives you the feeling of having wasted time. After say that is bullshit and you're worth more. Then you start to think you have a damn boyfriend, who is a great guy and all those things telling takes a while. So while you go with total dedication to what he says, because you care what you say but talk about navel lint, you start to think about how you can woo so as to leave her boyfriend with a big "oh, how wrong I was ! You are wonderful high ... the bucket! ". Yes, the cube. The garbage, to be precise, which is where you stop your speculating.
When you're already convinced that no matter how, when, or who, whatever, you're going to love as human or inhumanly possible, you realize you do not even have his phone or mail, and wonder what what the hell have you been doing in recent weeks, why not you asked for one thing or the other among all the talk about video effects eighties, Bologna, life and other trivialities. That's be clear about the modus operandi, yes, that on which you've been instruyendon yourself when you had no one in sight, as you said to yourself in the mirror "I will say this and I am going to break, and no no one can resist. " In the end, the only thing you break the mirror so you look in it.

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From summit to summit ...

... some ...

and from abyss to abyss, others ...

Chavez said ...

I, from a very other summits, published this caricature of Eneko ...

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Today is one of those days when you feel miserable. Dull and expendable. Where no matter what you say or do. It's one of those days when all you want is to end up going to bed and not feel anything. For each of the things I feel are just unnatural reactions to a situation that does not match your reality, but want to do so. It feels really complicated to explain. But you need to express it.

By one of those days when you feel your life is not worth the air you breathe. That if no one would miss you, nobody would notice you. By one of those days that an entity be anonymous is the most that you will become.

I have only wanted to go to sleep and move on. Again. And not last.

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Spirals ...

GolondrinaAzul shared with me this cartoon by Quino ... I said it looked like me, writing haiku spiral, in a grid world ...

I wanted to share with you ...

Hazle click on the image to enlarge ...

In a commentary, GolondrinaAzul , sent me the spiral ... ;-)



And I also sent a haiku ...

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