April 03 2 008

Mmmmm … You

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To each of you I have to be grateful for something … each one is giving me something … of each one I steal something for “me“ who with pleasure gives me.

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    • You … have given me your sensibility.
    • You … me are distant your gap.
    • You … have intoxicated me of your enthusiasm.
    • You … have shrunk me with your sadness.
    • You … have shared your illness that aroused excitement me.

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April 03 2 008

THE WORLD IS CRAZY … ….NO IT IS TRUE

empty hugHe says the saying that of poets, musicians and madman, we all have a little. And perhaps it is true. But hete here, that now to almost all the pernicious and abominable things that happen in the world is called them a madness. It comes a he-goat makes an explosive explode, and he is qualified of madman. A father "supposedly" abuses its daughter and he is a madman; an exhusband "supposedly" kills its respective one and a madman is alone. Everything horrible comes qualified from madness. We are not exaggerated, quite not. Because there they are, the Singing of the Madman, the Madman of the Hill and up to the Crazy Bird … Although perhaps the really important only thing is to love with madness. Pero hete aquí, que ahora a casi todas las cosas nefastas y nefandas que suceden en el mundo se les llama locura. Llega un cabrón hace estallar un explosivo, y se le califica de loco. Un padre “presuntamente” abusa de su hija y es un loco; un exmarido “presuntamente” mata a su respectiva y es solo un loco. Todo lo horrible viene calificado de locura. No seamos exagerados, todo no. Porque ahí están, el Canto del Loco, el Loco de la Colina y hasta el Pájaro Loco…Aunque quizás lo único realmente importante sea amar con locura.

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April 03 2 008

The Look of my Mare

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Often we think, that the difference between an equine animal and the human beings is so abysmal that not in hundred thousand evolutions they us would go so far as to look alike.

If we observe a bit the daily evolutions of these animals of four paws and more in particular in its feminine version (mare), I have realized that it looks alike very much to a woman, since he likes being spoiled, observed and it is very flirtatious; more its fury is like ours (woman), so if you do not give him what he likes or wants, it is brave, powerful; and mimosa when they see a male, this way I see it … since in us, also there happen these conditions of feminine attitude of this beautiful animal. This way I saw it and this way it I see in some women that we long to be free, run to seeing and that the wind gives to us in the face, but when something angers us we can be large-headed persons like them (mares), and give some blow (that in them there are kicks) if, this way we are, since we like feeling the wind and that the water refreshes us and that us nice words whisper and that make nice caresses gestures, as well as we to happen at the same time. y mimosa cuando ven a un macho, así lo veo yo…  pues en nosotras, también se dan esas condiciones de actitud femenina de este precioso animal. Así la vi y así lo veo yo en algunas mujeres que ansiamos ser libres, correr al viendo y que el viento nos dé en la cara, pero cuando algo nos enfada podemos ser cabezotas como ellas (yeguas), y dar algún que otro golpe (que en ellas son coces) si, así somos, pues nos gusta  sentir el viento y que el agua nos refresque y que nos susurren bonitas palabras y que hagan bonitos gestos de caricias, así como nosotras darnos al mismo tiempo.

Really, if you observe to these beautiful creatures, you will realize that little differences separate us … if, the color of the eyes … although not, in the look.

Panther.

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April 03 2 008

To you, Friend Messalinna

your voice is like the rustle,
your laugh is like the water that runs,
and your look … that I saw,
it is like the sky like which it goes out.

This way of beautiful you are …
and perfumed,
as the roses that are born.

for mesalina.

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