Sunday, May 15, 2011

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Change

From today the new blog address is: http://yavanacer.wordpress.com/

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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Something you've done

Meets Griselda, she who has the scoop of people called to say hello, and that much (like the undersigned) health for Facebook .

" Sorongo " says: " I do not call anyone, no one greeted me. It is well that I have facebook, but ... "

And I swear I was about to say " there must be a ", but I did because it was for kilombo and host (Griselda) could be angry. Because otherwise it said ... (Beyond that phrase has a history of disastrous half did you see?)

PD: Will captured the quetejedi that I can not see either in pictures or, even, his ego does not let him see? PD
2: When I was leaving, he says " not go, stay a while longer " ... On top of hateful and arrogant, it is also false?

Monday, May 9, 2011

Toddlers Thirsty All The Time



ELBOW did not know that was a gay pub. Oh, rather gay friendly ...

What if, I think the kid I wanted to address here the other day I liked men, but there is not wave to me or there. A pity because it was a pretty cute asshole (and "girlie face" as I like). Also, not that she was served "paki "If I had not wave me je ...

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The other day I heard that Leticia got through my mobile number Nahuel.

All good, but that is not ...

Sunday, May 8, 2011

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Paseo

Garoto and Louise "shaving."

Taking tea.

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rainy spring Saturday Easter

last Saturday morning to see the Pi d'en Xandri (the tall pine that looks in a photo).






Saturday, May 7, 2011

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I ripped your voice

I ripped your voice
dark hand of silence.
And I have put back their wings

mouth and the soft breath of memory.

Friday, May 6, 2011

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Truth, Good and Beauty

is not for nothing that Plato constructed an ideal way in which Truth, Good and Beauty comprised a mysterious Trinity, became, in fact, more different perspectives of the same desire in distinct parts of the same entity. This optimism moral, epistemological and aesthetic imagine our world is the key to an imperfect reality, but must all stimulus capabilities which is the projection, the deployment of a maximum equilibrium postulated in the beautiful splendor being is wisdom and duty, conformity of thought and existence, respect for nature as it depends on the will.

But a Greek wisdom can not imagine any other way than as a vision. The witness is one who has ever seen. Learn the language of the Greeks is said as a past tense that expresses a result of the act of seeing. And the view can not find a greater sense of wholeness, of all, that when plunged his scalpel on the image beautiful, balanced, harmonious, precise and clear. Knowing is seeing, but it is a look that note the fit of what is seen as darkly be guessed or tried. And the match between desire and its fulfillment can only be explained if consciousness is before a memory, an image mysteriously foggy print and forgotten. Knowledge is then recalled, to find the correspondence between how ambicionábamos and we lost and what we found to experience and recover the presence of knowledge.

only what can be known, and since we are outcasts in a world of faults, grace, ugliness and evil, we must understand that such things are not exactly the moral of the world, but sin work for ignorance, ugliness arises from the imbalance, ignorance clings to us as mutilation of the soul.

There is then a flight, to our own center, our intimate memory of the self, an escape from what surrounds us and degrading, impoverished and deprives us of how deeply we are. Light leak that seeks knowledge, virtue, things that are themselves beautiful. What is the homeland of the soul, then, if just can not do good but through the body, but with how we perceive the senses given in their maps of reality, but with reason to know made of language, which are but signs squeezed, dried, in the last analysis, matter around us.

In this flight we can run over with all that we skip the meeting, adopt a wisdom pilgrim, traveler, cumulative perpetual fencing in what the senses offer us, or take refuge in the disconnection of the perceptions, confident that our footprint intimate investigate the truth is the safest and true. Truth in movement of Aristotle. Contemplative stillness of the mystics. Paths are but the intricate maze of external events or by the direct and rugged path of meditation must lead ourselves, both closer to that trinity that governs us from outside and inside.

Wounded by the truth. Lacerated by the beauty. Galled by the duty. Knowledge we seek healing, healing of the beautiful, the resurrection of goodness. Where to find them. Plato is not, therefore, a wisdom that closes and dissolves the puzzles, but an incitement to the search. A knowledge spurring desire life with open eyes, the throbbing passion. Plato is an open project of existence, the beauty of the message it intends myths pale reflection of what it examines and searches fruitlessly true.

Truth. Well. Beauty. Who gives more.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

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I'm thinking too in Mariana.

scares me, because I do not want to know anything, but a week ago I started to handle with which she is divine, beautiful and makes me feel good re ... I ended up crying, it was like having a regression to adolescence.

I'm afraid ...

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Alma and love of silence

hidden consciousness. What is the secret bed, home hidden and firm, and only space flame and burning, cropped close and solitude, music presented in the instant dense, whose deployment is already the intensity and the jab, the sharpness and edge, the caress of dark heat, pressing, silent.

Of all these feelings we get firsts in love water flowing beyond desire, which gives only drops slightly moisturizing the lips, sliding down the throat with a capacity of grazing for mild passes the threshold of satiety, without thirst, however, produce anything after that arborescence ambitious distance drunk in the hungry eyes, light that turns on and then left off, just after a small explosion and pride collection.

Yet the absence is where this vibe, where it is filled, lack fullness which draws its shadow, in the absence where we are born to the needs of others and our own soul swollen and compact, sweet tense, solemn humility, blind in the protection of the material itself that is sufficient and is filled. Appetite for eternity

wins now, space seeds about to overflow and deployed, prayer and mystery. Everything you saw and beautifies, the abundant and blooms, the face of the very substance that is expected and in contemplation, in secret, in sluggish light in interior tickle. Guessed presence, intuition, caring agony and exalts happily appear. Wherein lies

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Sunday, May 1, 2011

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Meets

spent four days in a beautiful house. Lots of green and a little rain. Louise excitedly searched the Easter eggs.