Monday, October 6, 2008

Blunt Rolling Machine Philly Sabines & Trauma, Trauma, Trauma ...

New Entry.
had commented that this post would put a less dramatic poem by Jaime Sabines, so here are 2, one is a very short poem that for me defines the joy of life, clear the Sabines style:

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If it survives,
if you persist, sing,
dreams, get drunk.
is the time of the cold, loves
hurry. The wind of hours
sweeps the streets, roads.
expect trees: you do not wait,
this is the time to live, alone.


Jaime Sabines.

I love God

I love God. It is a magnificent old that is not taken seriously. He likes to play and play. And sometimes you miss the hand and we break a leg and crush us completely. But this is because it is a bit cegatóny rather clumsy hands.
We have sent some rare types such as Buddha or Christ or Mohammed, or my aunt Chofi, to tell us that we behave well. But that he does not worry a lot: we know. Knows that the big fish swallowed the boy, the big lizard swallows the small man swallowed the man. And so invented death to life-not you or me-life is forever. Now scientists
saltin his theory of the Big Bang ... But what if the universe endlessly expands or contracts? This is subject only to travel agents.
I love God. He has brought order in galaxies and well distributed traffic in the path of ants. And it's so naughty juguetóny the other day I discovered he has done, against the attack of the anbióticos-mutant bacteria! Old
wise or Boy Scout, when you stop playing with his toy soldiers and flesh and blood, makes the flower fields or the sky looks so amazing. Move one hand
makes the sea, moves over and makes the forest. And when it hovers over us, are the clouds, pieces of his breath.
say that sometimes gets angry and makes earthquakes, storms demand, fire flow, unleashed winds, treacherous waters, punishments and disasters. But this is a lie.
earth is changing, and stirred and grows-when God departs.
God is always in good humor. That's why my parents preferred, the chosen of my children, my closest friends, the beloved woman, the dog and the flea, the oldest stone, petal ma s tender, the sweet aroma, the unfathomable night, borboteo light, the spring I am.
I like, I love God.
God bless God.

Jaime Sabines
Sabines
As you can see it XD funny poems and cheerful, at least that's what it seems to me.

Something that has become commonplace in my life are the traumas, jajaaja not know I'd do without them. And last week was the week of trauma for the music, I trauma with 4 songs, hahahaha

♫ Have you ever seen the rain - Water Revival Creedence

♪ TrueColors - Cindy Lauper

Boston - Augustana

!!!!! And my Super Trauma

One Headlight - The Wallflowers I know it's sad, but I loved it.



and could say it was all I heard last week. I also trauma to other vampire series, XD not like TW, in fact do not look at anything.

The saga writer is JR Ward and it is about a brotherhood of vampires who defends his race of lessers, which are nothing more than human converted to the pure evil that have sold their souls , I mean that basically are not normal humans. The brotherhood is comstart at the beginning of 7 vampire saga started when they kill one of them, which happens to be the father of the protagonist of the first book.
Books are corny sappy and are loaded with many explicit sex scenes (one of the differences with TW.)

Because I caught the series, to be honest even I know it well for good XD but these vampires are good-looking, are not as corny as those of Meyer, but just do not stay atrásy all loaded with a defect and a dark past that comes out in each of his books and his partner obviously help you cope.

books the protagonists are over and now the author's books willof the secondary characters, which are great truth, jejejeje.

I do not know whether to recommend the books, the truth is nothing unusual in terms of writing, contains strong themes that many people may not like to read good books of this kind is that know will end well (although the penultimate was ) and trauma
As I removed, as in very usual jajajaj me.

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