Thursday, November 27, 2008

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My gift:" The Island Feelings of "


As promised, yesterday I promised you a gift and I leave here. It's a beautiful story written by Jorge Bucay I want to share with you, it's worth losing a little time to read it, can be helpful. Also today, 28 November is a good day to publish it, in memory of his younger brother. _____________________________________________________


Once, an island inhabited by all the emotions and all the human feelings that exist. Lived of course, fear, wisdom, love, anguish, jealousy, hatred ... Everyone was there. Despite the natural friction of living together, life was very quiet and even predictable. Sometimes the routine was that he fell asleep or boredom Momentum arming some scandal, but often managed to quiet the discontent Proof.
One day, unexpectedly for all the inhabitants of the island, Knowledge convened a meeting. When Distraction is aware and gave Sloth came to the meeting place, all were present. Knowledge then said: - I have bad news to give them, the island is sinking. All the emotions that lived on the island said: - No, how can it be! If we live here forever! Knowledge repeated - The island is sinking. - It can not be! Maybe you're wrong! - The Knowledge almost never wrong - Consciousness said realizing the truth. If he says that it sinks, it must be because it sinks. - But we do now? - Was asked the other. Knowledge then replied: "Of course, everyone can do what you want, but I suggest you seek ways to leave the island ... Build a ship, boat, raft or something that allows them to leave because the stay at the island will disappear with it. - Can not you help us? - Asked everyone, because they were confident in their ability. - No, "Knowledge," the forecast and I have built an airplane and upon termination of saying that we will fly to the nearest island.
Emotions said - No! But, no! What will become of us? That said, the knowledge he got on the plane with his partner and carrying a stowaway to fear, that as no fool and was hiding in the engine, left the island. All the emotions, in fact, is about building a boat, a boat, sailing ... ... except Love All For Love
was so related to everything on the island who said: - Leave this island ... after all that I lived here ... How could I leave this tree, for example? Ahh ... we share so many things ...
And while emotions were engaged to produce the means to leave, Love went to each tree, smell every rose, went to the beach and rolled in the sand as it once did in the past. Touched each stone ... and stroked each branch ... Arriving at the beach, exactly where the sun rose, her favorite place, wanted to think that naivete that is in love.
"Maybe the island is sinking for a while ... and then re-emerge ... Why not? - And stayed for days by measuring the height of the tide to check the sinking process was not reversible ...
The island was sinking every time ... but Love could not think of building because it was so sore that he could only mourn and groan and you will lose. It then occurred to him that the island was great and even when it sank a little, he could always take refuge in the most high ... anything was better than having to leave. A small resignation had never been a problem for him. So, once again, touched the pebbles on the shore ... and crawled through the sand ... and again got his feet wet in the small beach that was once great ...
Then, without knowing too much account of his resignation, he walked toward the north of the island, although it was not the one you liked, was the most high ...
And the island is sinking every day a little more ... and love every day took refuge in a smaller space ...- after so many things we had together, "he criticized the island.
Until finally only was a tiny portion of firm ground, the rest were completely covered by water. Just then he realized the love that the island is actually sinking. He understood that without leaving the island, love gone forever from the face of the earth ... Stepping
flooded trails and jumping huge puddles of water, Love went to the bay.
There was no possibility of building an all out like he had lost too much time in denying what they lost and mourn what we gradually disappeared before their eyes.
From there I could see their colleagues go on boats. I was hoping to explain their situation and any of his teammates understand and take him. Noting
sea, the boat was coming wealth and waved. Wealth came a little to the bay. "Wealth, you've got a big boat, do not you take me to the neighboring island? I suffered both the loss of this island could not build a boat ... and Wealth answered: - I am so loaded with money, jewels and precious stones, I have no place for you, sorry ...- and moved on without looking back.
Love continued watching, and saw him coming to the Vanity in a beautiful boat, filled with ornaments and flowers of all colors. Called a lot of attention. Love is stretched a little and shouted: - Vanity Vanity ... ... take me with you! Vanity Love looked at him and said: - I'd take you, but ... You look! You're so ugly! so dirty and so scruffy, sorry but I think afearías my boat and left.
And Love asked for help from each of the vessels. And to perseverance, to Sensuality, jealousy, outrage and even to hate. And when nobody thought it would happen, he saw a boat approaching very small, the last, the sadness.
sadness, sister, "he said you know me well, you do not leave me here, are as sensitive as me .. you take me with you?
And Sadness answered - I'd take, I assure you, but I'm sooo sad ... I prefer to be alone, and without another word, walked away.
And Love, poor thing, she realized that have been linked to those things he loved, he and the island would sink into the sea to disappear. Then he sat on the last bit was left of their island to wait for the final ... Love
Suddenly he heard someone joke: - CHST, CHST, CHST ...
was an old man who was unknown signals from a rowboat. Love was surprised: - Me? - Asked, taking a hand to his chest. "Yes, yes," said the old man, "to you. Come with me, get on my boat and paddle me, I will save thee. Love looked at him and wanted to give explanations: - What happened was that I was ...- I understand, "said the old man without letting him finish the sentence-ups.
Love got into the boat and together they began to paddle to get away from the island. It was not long before they see as the last inch that remained afloat finished the island sink and disappear forever.
never again be an island like this - Love muttered, perhaps hoping that contradicted the old man and gave him some hope. - No, "said the old man like this, ever.
When they reached the neighboring island, Love knew he was still alive. He realized that he would continue to exist. He turned on his feet to thank the old man, but without saying a word, had gone as mysteriously as it had appeared. Then, Love, intrigued, went in search of wisdom to ask: - How can it be? I do not know him and he saved me ... Nobody knew that I had run out of boat, but he helped me, he saved me and I did not even know who he is ... Wisdom looked into his eyes for a while and said: - He is the only one capable of making the love survive when the pain of loss makes you think it is impossible to move forward. The only one capable of giving a new chance at love when it seems extinct. The one who saved you, Love is Time.

(Jorge Bucay)

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

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Have you ever stopped to count the hours you have lived?, What about the minutes? I just did and now number 254,232 hours, or whatever it is, 15,253,920 minutes. Of these fifteen million mark, the clock that presides over this post have marked the last 527,040 in my left wrist.

cronometaron The first marking the decline, the loss of total papers, the ultimate bottom. After these early times he had to have some uncertain days, very hard, a few minutes in which, as the song says Amaral and Moby, feel inside that everything is going, culminating in the scene the fifth floor of the biggest club in Madrid, hugged a faithful squire.

Luckily in those first days of life on my wrist also marked the birth of my "nephew" Bollullo, happiness and pride of a whole group of guys, and that after a few months now dificilillos recovered and expectant at what will be an exciting life. Unbeknownst

neither he nor his owner, was present at the time I went on this roller coaster as discussed in another post. If he had been unfaithful to my headers, this post would have been entitled "A Year in the roller coaster." What I sense there so long? The answer is vertigo, pain, nausea, laughter, tears, happiness, helplessness, anger and amusement in equal measure. Overshooting control over my actions and feelings that come up without reaching the summit, that fall without reaching the bottom, is what has made this past year especially, and the special call is not to say that was neither good nor bad is what is played and thus had to deal cape based on better or worse, but always with style and almost always with a smile, but inside was not the same.

Well, I think today is a good time to finally close a page, follow my own advice, celebrate the "veintitodos" and enjoy what's coming and what is good This past year has also been. As the appearance of two people who have painted that will be very special dinner or as that of the eleventh "17-O", our best dinner and night, consumed at the rate of two magnificent Montecristo above courtesy of Squire. Speaking of cigars, I can not pass the pleasure condensate at 192 mm. long and 15.08 mm in diameter, which meant that "Cohiba Lancero" Jerez and those two hours, marked by the same clock that was talking about earlier, it took to finalize and taste.

A year spent at the rate of fine cigars, sipping the amount of success in sport, enjoying good live music and healing scars, as has been noted in previous articles. Gift

And, when can we talk?. I will do the opposite of what standard and tomorrow I leave mine to you. THANKS.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

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" Pinturicchio "


is a step to meet the 34, most of his generation are retired, some younger than he is giving shade to the jug. But Alex Del Piero fantasy continues when he puts on football boots and armed with the sheepskin the Bianconeri Bianconeri. He's lost speed and physical background, but it seems that as we have lost these qualities have gained other as elegance, capacidad de liderazgo, clase y precisión.

El sólo se ha bastado para dejar en cueros al todopoderoso Real Madrid en dos encuentros en los que goleó por partida triple. Tres goles repletos de precisión, de Fantasiasta, de auténtico crack mundial.

Enclaustrado en la castrante Liga italiana, Del Piero recogió muy pronto, con apenas 19 años, el testigo dejado por otros dos inmensos peloteros, Roberto Baggio y Gianfranco Zola.

Junto con Zidane, en mi opinión, ha sido el futbolista europeo con más clase y talento de los últimos 15 años, y lo mejor es que parece que aún le queda cuerda para rato, cosa que agradecemos los que siempre hemos preferido la calidad a la amount (chopped ham, come on). Little and very good in the big races seems to be the top of Pinturicchio.

World Champion, Champion of Champions, an Intercontinental and five scudettos adorn his resume. His immense class was never worthy of a Golden Ball, or need to make damn!, Is recognized around the world of football as well as other neglected by the French from the Golden Ball as Paolo Maldini, Franco Baresi or Raúl himself Precisely for this and for the love and loyalty to their colors (not jumped ship and Juventus in Serie B) the comparison is inevitable with the great white master, but you have to see how different who have aged both ...

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

What Should My Cervix Feel Like Before My Period

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about three years ago I attended in the press box the game of basketball vying for Alta Gestion Fuenlabrada and FC Barcelona. At the end, my partner Peter I slipped into the bowels of Fernando Martin Hall and then to come across with impressive figures of Dusko Ivanovic and Pump Navarro, appeared a kid with long hair and a little overweight luggage loading the rest of the team , looks Gasol's brother! Shouted the chavalería . Indeed

still knew him as the big brother Pau, but soon after be proclaimed world champion and Olympic runner-up in Europe and would have an overwhelming dominance in the ACB during his time in Girona. A domain in Spain was not known probably from the massive Arvydas Sabonis. This year
Marc Gasol has crossed the pond to the best league in the world, the NBA, the fate, Memphis, was familiar, because he spent his adolescence accompanied the early years of his older brother.

Only four games have been sufficient to demonstrate the immense Tanketa player he is. In his first game signed the best debut of English in the NBA, 12 points and 12 rebounds out of the holder. And last night just came out scored 27 points and grabbed 16 rebounds in a massive action, showing everyone who is the brother of Pau.

And if you continue doing activities like this, and to not accuse me of opportunistic, I'll bet writing that I threw my friend Peter before the start of the regular season, "Marc Gasol is going to be rookie of the year " of this I have no doubt and I bet a dinner with anyone who wants to join. I'm so sure of this as it is Trecet that Iverson will not win a ring with Detroit: "I like a hat if Iverson gets the ring."

Pau is probably the best basketball player in history of Spain for quality and fundamentals of the game, but that often is not enough and needs to be a force of nature and kicking ass as is his brother Marc, to hell has not beaten anyone.

One last question, are you confident that from here to a time not to be known as Pau's brother Marc? I have my doubts, however continue to monitor the two, but always with an eye on Tanketa well as more sweeping.

(De Tanketa to TANKETA, saving the huge distance)