Sunday, September 27, 2009

Things To Write In Wedding Guest Book

And death shall have no dominion I



-Edmond Dantes: lady beware. Is hemlock,
-Heloise de Villefort: yes, I know.
-Edmond Dantes: these plants are poisonous. Tiradlas and wash hands thoroughly
-Heloise de Villefort, do not worry my lord, I am accustomed. Poisons know, like everything else, are domesticated. [...] The flowers and death become very good friends. Do not say that the word garden from an old term that meant heaven, that is, beyond? The truth is that I terribly afraid of death.
-Edmond Dantes: then, why you play with it? Heloise de Villefort
"This is exactly count. This is not no game. It is a treatment. A therapy for anxiety. Let me reassure you put to death in a jar and make her powders, ointments ... so I have the impression that I can control it, keep it in my service.
-Edmond Dantes, except that death does not get in a cage with a lion. Are you sure dominating power?
-Heloise de Villefort: Absolutely.

The Count of Monte Cristo.

(Thanks emilio n_n)

(*) The title of this poem of Dylan Thomas.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Slogan For Healthy Foods



For you, my friend


"Where?"
Ita Mex

Where is your mind when you keep silent?
when I'm too quiet and reached
to hear your breathing slow.

Where is your mind when you keep silent?
dialogue if my shift is over and your
you get thoughtful or rambling.

Where is your attention when I talk?
follow my conversation or pastel
combining tolerance with a girl of 5

Where is your attention when both were silent?
continues the thread of what he said or predict
the following rant that my lips say.

Where's so patient you saved?
your beautiful soul, full of peace I
or calm in your heart that I expected.

Where accumulate the jealousy I feel?
who egomania realize that I am,
God, able to feel.

Where do I put the admiration I have for you?
arising from your patience with me
interview issued by the newspaper.

Where do I define what I feel now?
if I no longer enough coincidences and despair now
moderate your voice.
.
...
.
.
Surprised? .... I do.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

George Washington Bridge Toll





-Father: Did you hear that Terry Terry ?...¡! Have you heard? You lost the battle but you can win the war.
-Terry: What can I do?
-Father: walk, you walk.

The Law of Silence (On the waterfront, 1954)

Elevated Bilirubin Ldh And Ast

Hostile World



"Lieutenant, what chances I have to get myself riding into the West?
-Jeremiah ... very few or none.
"Lieutenant, thanks anyway. Let's go ahead Sgt. Ready to move!
"Jeremiah: You can not get lieutenant.
"Lieutenant, you need to hunt ... I need to try.

The Adventures of Jeremiah Johnson (1972)

Netherlands Trains Map



тσя ∂ єѕι ℓ ℓ αѕ σтяσ αñσ мαѕ .. иα νєяgυєиzα ισиα ℓ ¢!
another year of astonishment, indignation, helplessness .. yet another atrocious murder, sadistic, immoral, unconstitutional .. another year in which I can not believe to live in a country of barbarians that common sense change sadism brutality humanity, empathy with living things by bloodlust and slaughter .. I speak of

toro de la vega aka (100 spears a bull) that is:

released the bull outside a people (tordesillas), the animal runs through a dead-end path (where you will find a certain death) while barbarians armed with spears chasing you in white doing again and again, the bull gives up from exhaustion and the many wounds inflicted, the collapses into a puddle of blood and just then fattened and relentlessness with giving unleash their tremendous sadism, stabbing spears even after death.

this year have been so heartless murderers slaughter that surrounded the body so that the media could not access it, so deep nailed one of the spears that were unable to return to removal from the body, such was the condition of the body they covered him with a blanket to hide the grim result of his work .. the intention was to prevent the media shaped it into images, trying with this cowardly act will not be judged or criticized by the public. (Because so few bulls are declared retractors of this practice, because no matter how sadistic and uncivil lifted ect .. they are unable to see in this brutal act so any hint of art)

close with my idols .. the animal rights activists єqυαиιмα ℓ person of integrity who show their faces and fight for their ideals. Slip into the source of all evils, the arenas, in hunting .. etc. .. to demonstrate peacefully and demonstrate their rejection .. endanger their physical integrity continually Although they are peaceful, the bulls and other attack gentucilla them continuously in each of their protests (here it shows who the civilized and the uncivilized people ..) but do not mind being attacked imnecesariamente, because I always get something important out in the media .. and every day we are more patents retractors animal abuse ... Television continued to try Betar anti-bullfighting and the jets Protestants are covered. They get at least highlight the views of the anti-bullfighting, animal rights .. and give voice! we are many (I would say most) and we deserve to express our deep dissatisfaction ... equanimal thanks.





Thursday, September 17, 2009

100 X 100 Table Chart




Bullfighting abolition! - That is bullfighting?
bullfighting in general is a way for the bull very justified''sadism''of loving without being judged for it, but do not go to the penal code does not mean they are not constantly exposed to public moral judgments we submit that the anti-bullfighting and animal rights in general ..
trial in which they claim childish arguments like:
'bullfighting is art' 'You eat meat' , 'animals the slaughter ', ' matais walking insects ',' the bull siente'o .. 'a tradition' ..

bullfighting and other ancient traditions carried out in villages of legs is violated:

* Universal Declaration of Animal Rights adopted in 1977, was later adopted by the Organization of the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO), followed by the United Nations Organization (UNO).
Here's an article showing such violation, and also served for anti-bullfighting can not hide behind the absurd excuse of the slaughter animals :

Article 3. a) No animal should be subjected to ill treatment or cruelty [[[[[ ]]]]. b) If necessary the death of an animal, it must be sudden and without fear or pain.

and most important:

Article 10. a) No animal should be exploited for entertainment. b) Animal exhibitions and shows make use of animals are incompatible with the dignity of the animal.



previous clauses exist and how it is possible that these atrocities continue to be carried out today? with these words collapse all the absurdities and resource poor bull .. well .. the truth is that all their arguments often fall on their own, the bulls come standard, share same records lacking in weight and intelligence absent.

Other arguments bullfighting: so that 'is art': everyone has their own perception of art .. For some people art can be a bullfighter impaled on the horns of a bull ... that plasticity of movement, elegance, yes sir .. q that artistic!
the argument that tradition is , Finally .. I do not know why something by the fact that tradition has to be lawful or be well seen .. is tradition? Just write me for more .. the same word implies that this brutality and was practiced for many years, now is the time of its abolition ..

tradition, a tradition ... Iranian women stoned to death (tradition), mutilation of the clitoris (tradition), the eye for an eye (tradition) the Roman circuses (tradition), beheadings in the town square (tradition) .. all these 'practices' were or are traditions ...

'the bull does not feel'? (my response documented):

the bull does not feel a great pain to the first punch of the chopper (it takes more than the other needles that are inflicted along the run) is like any person gets into a fight with slashes and takes a stab .. at that moment does not "feel" pain due to adrenaline, is a way for the nervous system to protect and to have a way out and not lock the physical pain, ie survival instinct, let it also has the bull does any animal like human beings (in fact our nervous systems are almost identical)

to bullfighting:

bunch of retrograde please! you are holding back progress and hindering our evolution, develop yourselves as human beings and let all of us develop as a nation, let's move on and leave of us to subsidize your insane acts of barbaric, uncivilized and ruthless!

I have a few questions for cobbler and one is: Why c. .. I have to pay this with my taxes?

if .. Mr. Rodriguez Zapatero ... why leave state coffers 600 million annually to fund this atrocity? you close the arenas, or at least submit it to the national debate (as they are about to do in Catalonia as a community) if this does not mean losing the next election?

ended with this thought:
differentiates humans from other animals or bulls? the intellect .. the bulls are no more than animals without intellect as well as bulls, I get the same level .. all the arena to be tortured! I would go to him .. applaud dying to see them lying in their own blood and then I complain of retractors activists .. also ask you not call me murderous, savage, or a fascist .. defend my 'particular perception of art' ...

"ℓ α ∂ gяαи єzα ∂ is υyα yα ¢ ιóy in ѕυ ρyaσgyayeѕσ mσyaα ℓ ρυye ∂ yey ѕyeya
נ υzgα ∂ σѕ ρσya ℓ α mαyyeyaα yey qυye ѕye tyaαtα α ѕυѕ αyιmα ℓ yeѕ "(. Gandhi .)



Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Ikusa Suvia смотреть

the corner where my trash shot photo


(editing area)
My complaints to the world

People yell at you when discussing:
q Many people relapse over and over again the same error: CRY .. think yelling reinforce their arguments and q these are going to charge more weight, strength .. and is the opposite corner, in the unlikely event of having changed the reason why x forms and thus completely lost ..
and worse .. if you have no reason and shouting in the ear will provoke an unlimited .. xq anger over not let you speak your opinion, or expose a blanket covering it with shouts and fundiéndote the bell, you are posing a public embarrassment to degradándote the same height at q are getting them, you finally as xq q are human beings just trying to raise his voice above theirs for this person to hear you and becoming with this in the same being uncivilized, irrational and poorly educated who see in them ..
also make you fall yourself in another blunder, that aunk raise your voice to be heard the alienated person in front of you is not going to hear, but if everyone around you and q which are serving distraction watching the show is being mounted .. q q embarrassment ..
I do not want anyone to turn me over and over in a person that I am not want to be. I believe in the word and shifts in the arguments and resources that people may have to reinforce its argument .. people do not believe that Cro-Magnon living in the caveman q lack only hit you with his baton on the head when discussing ..
and if I still have someone screaming in your ear without letting me speak stupidities temperance I have enough to pick up and leave wanting to avoid the situation, I have a right to it .. q already is illegal is that to be totally gross and uncivilized (in the absence of arguments speaks loudly) ametrallándote ear chase you again and again until you get to enter the rag and get to his level .. all have the right to choose which level we want to be .. and I at the level of the shit I say NO THANKS .. Q jollín
comfortable I've been .. and now whoever is of a blind q @ that and with that I take and kill several birds with one stone.
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least the giraffe all photos are taken by my uncle asturias and me.










Saturday, September 12, 2009

Blackwork Tattoo Australia




My angel


wandered in the train of dreams, where everything beautiful is fleeting and lasting evil ... where the colors gray green mountains covered with sadness and beauty spots become concrete steps on which fade with the rain and wind. Surviving

impossible task in a hostile world, where people are planning shadows around you not to hurt you unless you cross where loneliness surrounds you with its fine black tulle color, where death seems to be your friend and get rid of what others decide for you.

Amid the dark clouds seem to filter out subtle rays of light, blinding my sad look, my face hot .. the cries of this ruined city without a soul full of people go out giving way to a sweet calm, and in the silence you appear before me, holding out his hand, showing me the way, offering a new outlet.

sweet angel eyes rinse my tears, I soak in warmth and comfort my soul .. the gentle angel hair sliding between my fingers, kisses that smile back to this being that in life had died, you delete the hopelessness of my days and make new sueños.Que did to deserve you? you have saved me and I have done? try to soak my sorrow, question answers that once seemed safe.

I may be a shade more than inert plans for this city ... maybe I did not deserve to be saved and had only what looked to me ... If my angel takes flight someday I'll understand because for me sadder than a train with no direction, a path of broken glass on which to walk barefoot, you know I'm not worthy of you, I do not deserve your eyes could melt a glacier and transform Eden, I do not deserve your touch, and your comfort, which makes up bad words 'I love you', or that my tears soak your chest again.

Now that your arms are my home I do not want to undertake any trip, I will not threaten marchar.Quien me without my angel? lips mute, expressionless eyes, a heart that pumps blood, a book with blank pages ... I'm nothing without you, and you gave me life does not take from me my love, please forgive me ...


I:

I feel that in a while my desire to be an observer of life prevents me live mine .. I want my days
regain soundtrack and listen while the hot air coming through the car windows ruffled his hair and the blue vastness stretches before my eyes caressing the windshield ..
heaven I want to see roses and stop to watch beautiful sunsets, watch as the sun sets on the horizon satisfied for giving me a perfect day ..
I want to go in search of new paradises lost and found again fails to understand how I could spend your entire life without stepping on them.
smile again I want to give and receive other accomplices of mine.
I look in eyes that look at both mine his own reflection ..
I want to walk alongside the rest of the people and find out who made my steps its way and our lives with a single destination.
arms I want to make my home and make a slight touch on a reason to continue ..




metaphor for death


walk through the world oblivious to my existence, while I quietly and silently await the time to be your friend and the only consolation, your fragile existence its lying alone in my fingers.
Wait hidden in the shadows the outline of your last smile to make you mine finally kiss your lips and cold, inert, brittle, free life ... and no longer feel fear, pain or sorrow ... you can only feel my arms acunándote in my lap, rocking gently as the breeze fanned the trees as autumn looms wait between the last days of sunshine.
'll be mine and I'll love you forever beyond the distance, time and pain threshold. Alone forever a soul and a spirit Desojo love of being who has defeated, alone forever you and me.




my last rhyme for you


-much diplomacy and wisdom of someone who previously only listened to his heart, when a glance was used to cancel 'logic' and disturb all your reason.

Since when have you become so grid and calculating, rationalizing feelings to weigh all the pain ..

"I'd rather argue with you than make love with another 'everything where it was?
Your sweet madness to sanity gave vulgar .. thus concluding what you know is never finished.

You're not special, only to be prefabricated, a hypocrite like crazy ..
captain of a ship foundering paper fears, even obvious what you feel for fear of failing.

May you be happy in your perfect world, I keep looking for the spark and not 'politically correct' ..

Your'll still looking at other q-fire if they felt before, cool nights and early mornings living cold ..

May your wisdom and knowing how to entertain you in the bed like a fleece blanket, I know what I want and I will fight ..

recover someday I hope you sold your soul and do not start and played more games and sunk ..

Haber

if you assume that I prefer the more hard battle for the 'peace' of the q presume ..

prefer a bullet, death on the spot, go to another neighborhood ... but that if baby:
INTACT WITH ALL MY DREAMS ..




Friday, September 11, 2009

Jenna Jameson Pierced Nipple

" Fly Free "

For you, Nacho , with all my love.



"Fly Free"
Ita
Mex.
.
How are you going well ... why did not you say?
.
Why not tell me that you were leaving?
.
Tired of falling, without being heard?
.
Tired of all this and decide to go?
.
.
I know. I know that I question nonsense
.
the uncertainty of your sudden departure
.
comfort me find what I feel
.
in absurd or desperate explanations
.
.
You never tired of looking you'd
.
the sensitive side of every man and woman.
. As
looking for underground water
.
and to find her, thanked the earth,
.
always found the blue part of the people
.
know why, exactly, its value.
.
.
were like an angel in this space daemons,
.
with wings formed by the tessitura in your speech.
.
So that woman who always comes, I looked
.
noticed your soul, noble and decided to take.
.
.
did not wear his black suit, but whiter,
.
He decided to elevate to that place that you deserve,
.
where you perceive as clear water free
.
forming streams with white foam.
.
.
While cascades of tears here let
.
accumulating in his chest heaving
.
by the voice that stifles the desire late
.
to let you know how much longer we do.
.
.
And even if the resignation has not come, I say:
.
Fly free, fly in peace, sees the light!
.
the sadness that overwhelms us is due
.
huge vacuum of your absence, leave.
.
...
A page dedicated to Nacho, you click here

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Sunday, September 6, 2009

Free Piano Sheet Music For Kate Nash Foundations

Hostile World Time Dead? Nothing



Today
come for death. We're playing a game of chess. It is an extension that gives me the opportunity to do something important [...] My life has been a continuous absurd ... I think I repent. I was a fool. At this time I feel bitter about the lost time [...] So I want to use this extension in a single action that gives me peace.

The Seventh Seal (Det sjunde inseglet, 1957 )

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Lidocaine Hydrochloride Jelly





I wonder what's behind your face ... I look for ten minutes ... and I know nothing, nothing, nothing. I'm sad but I have no fear.

The End of the Break.