Monday, June 28, 2010

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Mirak's deception will build a city for my lover: Fujuria

I was not born the day I was born. I was born the day I started to sound like I want to be. That happened when Fújur \u200b\u200bcame into my life. Fújur \u200b\u200bcame along with friends, fibers, textiles, flour, recipes, books, flowers, feathers, my dream job ... And all or nearly all, know who I owe (read Mirak ).

I've always had problems of identity, cultural identity, he said. I never fit in anywhere. When I travel to other countries, people do not think I'm Mexican think it is not possible, but I do not identify themselves as German, French, Arabic, gringo, Japan, India ... I'm white, but I'm not blonde, I'm brunette, but I have light skin (much). I'm tall for some average and lower for others. I have no eyes blue or green or hazel, or jet .... Languages \u200b\u200band do not know when I dare to speak in another language, my accent gives me away. Chilango accent is also questionable. I then had to create my homeland.


Fújur \u200b\u200bis not a cat, is my doppelganger. He began to clarify, to get me light and I started to build as a territory free, sovereign, mythical land. As the Alanta, as Avalon, as the Golden, as the Promised Land. As a place where everything is combined, where opposites are harmonized, a small universe.

Fújur \u200b\u200btaught me what Oscar Wilde said: to love oneself is the beginning of an eternal romance. Now I sleep like fertile land, thriving, utopian. I erected as a town where the rivers do not do well with milk and honey because the milk and honey are under my tongue. I was born in

Fujuria Fujuria and the city is built for my lover. PD

With Analú by baptize my city. I love its name because it's like The Sound and the FuJUria Faulkner.

Friday, June 25, 2010

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SEE ME, BABY, LIGHTING Claridade

I've always been obsessive, moody, chaotic, compulsive envious, insecure ... I'm not ashamed to admit it, though it may seem incredible, I use these flaws to meet virtues (extremes meet). Thanks to the obsession, for example, managed to finish projects because of my lack of discipline would half.
once told a loved one: "I see, baby, shining clearness" (Claude Nougaro dixit. I met him through my friend Poppy
, who has heart vegetable). Then I found myself searching for the shadows that guide me: serendipity, chance, fate, human phenomena, vampires, cannibals, multi-armed deities or infinite languages, sirens dead, voodoo priests, loved and dark areas that disturb me and I forced to follow in his footsteps, to write about our meetings. Meetings which, coincidentally, in the most enlightened, sunny days when the trees are in bloom (jacaranda, orange, cherry).
Now I want to write the light of eternity, the intensity of the sun, wind, water fresh, of utopias, of the sublime. But I know I can only do so from the dark and twisted part of my soul. (People who know this place and, yet, he loves me. Even if you do not believe it.)
few weeks ago I had a fortunate encounter and I remembered a song * to mourn and then colored on exile and take deer that poke to talk. Along with the fawn, inevitably, my heart turned to the novel I wanted to write ( Dead After , David Martín del Campo, of course. Another of my obsessions.) But also the story appeared now write, which itself belongs to me.
feel the pains of childbirth ... I'm about, in my darkness, light brightness. * The song is
"Color" disk Malafama of Fratta, who has always been an omen of light in my life.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Bob Marley Nail Styles



Hello vampires, gods and creatures of the night reading the blog, I rehabierto the Blog!, Not to, because there will be no downloads, just cultural contributions, ghost stories, Nitzscheidades, criticism and more!, well I decided to delete all downloads for obvious reasons (closing Andan blogs ...). But I will continue writing. Until next time!

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Well, the downloads are no longer available, soon'll change the tags to only "music recommendation" or something corny like, so not bothered.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

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Elderly rocket

Finally, after much effort, the old man came to the terrace of the residence. The fine rain varnished the floor, the cry of a bird, emptying water from a drain, nothing was heard. Stood at the center of the large deck with eyes closed and mouth half open while maintaining a perfect stillness before taking off with thunderous noise into the sky, into infinity, into nothingness. This was the first case of elder certificate rocket.

- How old are you?
- Seventy-five
- Even Start hundred and twenty take-offs are not
- Taking off ... but where? - Asked the journalist in popular science

Supreme Professor Research Center and director of the laboratory Fantacientíficas Bio-HP-QTJ propellants, on the campus of the University Wasteland YALEVARD in Calitokio, and when the response delay is about to answer, listen to the "sssss" a take-off not far away. Nothing special, common one, a "5SS" of about three decibels. The fact changed his question to the interviewer

- And your old lady? Sorry, but I'm sure you understand the relevance of the question.
- About to retire, I will meet a hundred years too soon. As ... the take-offs, where they were off, I reply that to nowhere, no fate, rise up out of fuel as we know from long ago is the continent and content, all human matter, the itself to disintegrate in the infra-atomic limit, theoretically conjectured particles but that day could not be confirmed by any experiment. That is, it takes off into nothingness, or to what exists but still is unknown.

- And today supercarburante not know what is what makes a human being in a rocket?
- We are looking for biological agents, enzymes, microbial cells that can be used as catalysts. Ie, an energy source from the bacterial metabolism. In my opinion, long lost wandering the paths wrong.
- So for you what would be the path of the successes?
- In our research we found highly toxic isolated, and have a crucial role in facilitating the breaking of the hydrogen molecule. As you know the burning is a set of physical and chemical processes by which energy is released inside the fuel. The studies try to discover the way in which protons are after the break, which is different from that taken by electrons, and so we go years and years in a line of basic laboratory research in studies of structural and functional characterization of metalloenzymes. Thus we come to the wall.
- What wall?
- The insurmountable wall of bounds. At the border between knowledge and ignorance. We made some but do not know why. Scientific advances have enabled us to extend human life half a century. Formerly it was normal to disappear from this world to the seventies or eighties, at that age now still young, our bodies, our minds do not show depletion and decline. It went from six billion humans inhabiting the planet up to twelve thousand in just five decades. A pan-civilized world without war, with healthy habits, not just diseases and threats to the planet controlled, droughts, earthquakes, volcanoes, all planned well in advance. We have become a plague ...

The 140 decibels of a "8ff" interrupt the teacher. A ten seconds later, when the nearby off barely noticeable, the journalist who stared back at all this time says:

- like a cancer, GIST, the only cure.
- Something like that. How much and when the planet can support this metastasis, human spread has been humanized to the last grain of sand? Today we are ten billion and still declining, despegantes minimum age has dropped from 140 years to 120 and falling. Is the radiation that nature imposes on us the chemotherapy that will save the planet until it was free of malignant cells in the billions of vanities that reached immortality caress each believing the center of the universe, but, really, our whole is nothing more than a drop of water in some of the unfathomable cosmic seas of another universe.

Last night, their eyes cross the wide window to wander through the nearby city of Yorkin, capital of all the land fraterestados.
Like shooting stars, the old rocket disappear into the hills in incessant offs reflected in the windows of skyscrapers towering over a thousand feet high.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Reptiles Respiration Rate

March ... of

Promise you will not forget
March and its stars,
The moonless night, but bright ... very bright.
The tenth day of that month and the beginning of his tricks
The questions of my fears and embarrassment of my skirts ...
Yes, it was March and announced the spring
winter was cold but was silent.
Mountains on the rocks, stones
Many mountains,
Cold, warmth and a little alcohol.

Promise you will not forget
March ... I know it is past and in my way in the future, do not forget promises
March
Today is not today, yesterday was March

Today is today, I hope that you
March
Today was
As I recall now March.

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Asenath Asenath I can fly ...

Today I can fly,
The colored dots that can see my eyes ... sing.
I can fly, Over the past

Join your back and feel that you came back for me,
Grandma, now I can fly,
And you did not want to run with the laces loose.
Fly,
Join you and know that there is no return,
.... I can fly.