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The return to the Middle Ages.

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The return to the Middle Ages.

Customary and methodically, Donald Trump is "proclaims" himself, as the priest and alchemist of the temple of the goddess Panacea; but usually, and, using the same method; all politicians lie as a rule of life.

In recent months we have witnessed how hate speech has made its presence, and unfortunately, increasingly common; - My candidate, my ideas, my concepts, my views are better and more valid than yours and if you can not perceive it, is because you're a moron -. So, bloggers twenty-first century: we are only a handful of ignorant villagers of middle age, who are easy prey to the charlatans, alchemists and "Rulers blue blood"? How far will this go? Why D Trump does not lie; if he is chasing the same power that politicians seek to obtain, at any cost?

P.S. Ed, my friend, no problem.


PPD. I beg to you strongly; contribute to this blog, with "extravagant" intellectual dishonesty, only degrade your image and your credibility.
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Mexicanos

Mexicans.

Do you really know a Mexican national?
Are we Mexicans; the disgusting waste of American society, according to Donald Trump says?
Why against Mexicans and not the Chinese?
Frankly I do not know, and despite being agnostic, the phrase "- poor México so far from God and so close to the United States-" seems an absolutely insane and frightening prophecy. moping
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Los caprichos del neopuritanismo

El neo-puritanismo "progresista" a la sazón dice: vosotros sois...

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...demasiado idiotas para elegir.

Y no mal interpretéis

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I Think I'm Paranoid



Or: Uranus! And the manicurist? confused

No, I do not speak about yours and not mine; well yes but no; I place myself from the point of view of one who observes, with regard to that which is being carefully examined; suddenly my imagination fly and makes me think of a a manicurist doing their job with skill and mastery of a sculptor working on a beautiful and delicate piece of Carrara marble.


Ladies, when you are confronted by one of them, how do you approach it? The delicacy and gentleness, of this issue requires to be well informed, A close encounter with one of them involves a previous visit to a meticulous and skilled a manicurist? help




blushing
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There are some eyes



There are some eyes which if they look at me
Make my soul tremble with love
There are some eyes so exquisite
Prettier eyes I have never seen

Ay, who could look at himself in them
Ay, who could kiss them more
Enjoying always their sparkle
And never ever forgetting them

And everyone says that I don't love you
That I don't adore you with a frenzy
And I tell them that they lie, they lie
That I would even give my life for you.

Only for your beautiful hazel eyes!
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Missing!

-“It is wonderful to live alone, in spirit, day after day, witnessing only the spiritual of the people, but sometimes my life, gets tired of spirit and no longer wish to float above all forever. I would feel a little weight to tie me to earth”-, says the angel Damiel (Bruno Ganz) to his fellow of the Der Himmel über Berlin. Damiel wakes up in the shadow of the wall and, from above, falls on his head, he, an armature, one of the ancient symbols he resigned to become a mortal"-.

After another week of only being able to remember, the last and perhaps the most sublime image of your face; my spirit, facing an abysmal feeling of decay and emptiness, finally rebelled against my heart! And get dispel, for a moment, the stupor of a coward and fearful heart; and in unison in their gigantic smallness, make their voices heard with a silent scream; - Lady of the beautiful hazel eyes; nothing and no one can expel at you, out of my thoughts; the memory of your face, which occupies a space in me and in my dreams, only hurt my heart with deep feeling of unease and melancholy; while the greedy silence and the massive night, beset by the dark region of your forgetfulness-.

I go at night wondering, if only in stories or dreams, men will rise to heaven; your face, Where will be gone?




"-Tout est fini, tout est passé !-".

Las pequeñas cosas

The little things.

-Her soul is written in her beautiful hazel eyes!- "The soul that admires and dare not to reveal it, with reason, is concealed somewhat fearful. I am attracted to a star that shines in the sky; measure and compare their height as in my meanness repair, and for fear of ridicule, I stop to catch a humble little flower."

Her soul is written in her beautiful, hazel eyes!

"My heart always hides shyly behind my mind. I start to drop stars in the sky, then for fear of ridicule, stop and pick up little flowers of alleged eloquence."

E. ROSTAND
Il traduttore è un traditore

How sad are the tears of a clown! crying

¿Felíz?

Happy?

About 20 years ago, the last person I had a subordinate employment relationship, has asked me, very seriously, the motive or reason why I smiled; because from long ago and to this day I am a vegetarian, I do not drink alcohol and do not have sex, in those days, frankly, I could not figure out the background of his question. Last week a beautiful, friendly and enigmatic lady, from CS, asked me, "'Are you happy -" and considering that: "-the existence precedes essence (Sartre)that is, there is no human nature determined individuals, but their actions are what determine who they are, and the significance of their vidas.- "without forgetting that:" If man, as conceived by existentialism, is indefinable, it is because the principle is nothing. Only then will something, and he himself will have made what will be. There is no human nature, since there is a god who conceives. Not only the man is what he conceives himself to be, if it is not only what you want to be after this impulse towards existencia.- "I said no.

I personally do not dare to question about the presumed happiness to anyone, because there is much irresponsible wandering around the world, responding without thinking a little on the backdrop of answer offered. I question myself, but my excessive ignorance does not allow me to clarify anything successfully, and this is where it's important, very important, your opinon, Due to cultural peculiarities, responding to a question in a straightforward and emphatic, manner, can be taken as an excess of rudeness and a lack of education, in your native culture ?
dunno

Salvador Dalí!

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The only difference between me and a madman is I’m not mad.

~Salvador Dalí


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As we all know Salvador Dalí is known for the striking and bizarre surreal, a strange event in blogs CS, has me baffled: Is it the artistic work of Dalí too "strident" in a place like this, taking intoaccount that we talking about art, and that in time, runs the second decade of the twenty-first century?


confused help
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Affectionately!

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Affectionately the "morons" who are making blogs CS, a return to the Middle Ages
and intellectual obscurantism.


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"-If you can’t play the fool now and then, you are missing out,on really knowing yourself,
your friends and lovers-".
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Eyes!

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“Eyes; those damn eyes

f.u.c.k.e.d me, forever.”


Charles Bukowski

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