je crois. J'ose
pas dire "ou pas" il paraît, c'est libêêêêêê in this morning, it's an expression of the year. or not. it's stupid, huh?
or not.
good, so we moved to something else. I laid
:
in 2011
fairy smooth
lamb tied beautiful.
not bad, right?
I also have gifts.
for my dear Solymoscas , first.
it's Nietzsche. must say that I read Philippe Muray and his "disagreements perfect" yet. loathe the end of a year, COMAC! So Muray cites Zarathoustrosophe prophetic with this incipit:
"The art of the artists must one day disappear, completely absorbed in need of holiday men: the artist pulled apart and exhibiting his works have disappeared. "(Dawn in )
good and evil, Muray book battle.
what he calls (ooh, that word that he would stick to the wall!) Is such Speech:
"The time will come when morally we are no longer able to make the guerre.Du time, it will probably take a little longer for us to stop killing and eating animals. Yet we learn at least already gradually to feel disgust where appropriate to experience. It is a strong argument for hope. Remains only the question of whether we learn fast enough. "(Eugen Drewermann )
Sure, the writer crashes, malclairvoie or magnifying his target sometimes. But next, it has flashes jubilant on transparency and opaque his reign, health metaphysics as the curse of tourism on the chaos, morality, utopias, poetry, repentance and smoke cigarettes! it relies on the same for bullfighting decrypt this time it is so painful.
come, come Ciego, is not outrageously Philou the reaction? if we stick to their definition, a reaction is a bit like revolution: the opposite of what we want them to endorse.
also be objected recycling craft media sudden this year, Luchini, Telerama (this book is a scaffold for the weekly, I buy a good teacher base, do not believe). I do not doubt for a moment that this would have been permanent désolidaire abhor this blog, and these highlights wikipédantesques this social network traitor (beware! for anti FTP letters He cites contemporary and incense still François Taillandier writing in Humanity. Mondano deal with incest jokes-literary contemporary, to think).
yeah, guys , Muray gun.
and now we can add lots of falls caustic or demeaning but certainly not "or not."
we continue the present?
rightly, in my slab is Solymoscas who helped me put a bean. She thrombin Camaron. a thrombin speaking. that's what she tells us
Sym and added: "para que sepa la calle that Siente y habla ..."
Camaron have turned 60 this last month of 2010.
you're not going to cry again, Ciego?
no, que no es ... pero con ellos me by Educated, Jose Enrique y, como no me voy a feel Huerfano, I?
So I allowed to ask a small mantecao and polvorones foot this year goes.
and share.
first poem - "y de pronto" - Francisco Garcia Lorca of 's brother Federico.
Morente the engraved for her album dedicated au poète dans enchainement assassiné unpublished Granaina and Taranto. Premonition
Splendeur L'Absence et de l'adieu. Le jour de l'
enterrement du singer, Laura Garcia Lorca prononça him.
you voici:
"And suddenly
was not the bird on the branch,
and suddenly it was not the tree
silently and suddenly in the wind
ago sent me a voice,
and suddenly I just ...
A
pájaro en el viento me trae
you recuerdo.
creyendo Y estar solo
of pronto, yo mirab
con la luz de tus ojos ...
Finally, Camaron señores, por bulerias in Homenaje a Federico.
mistletoe is not year eleven, right?
paradoxically this title, found in the original "La leyenda del tiempo " , begins with letras learned from Omar Khayyam roubaïyat (casas de Pachon, who had felt the descent): En los
olivaritos
niña te espero
Jarro con un vino y
a pan casero .
then ends with these three lines of the poem "Sorpresa" :
se ha quedao Muerto en la calle con un
Puñal en el pecho
y no lo conoce nadie.
going, happy new year and beyond limbo, limbo will not the darn bored, with juerga they will enter los flamenco Eternos ... I just hope the shaggy Muray will linger and to offer them a rod and listen to some agreements that will change, sure, its compass mouthed. y ole!
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