Friday, March 28, 2008

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Pyrrhus et Cineas (fragment)

"For man is transcendence can never imagine a paradise. The rest is paradise, transcendence denied a state of things as given, without any possible improvement. But then what shall we do?, That the air is breathable will give way to actions, desires, which in turn have to overcome: you must leave to be paradise.

The beauty of the Promised Land is that she promised new promises. Havens still can not promise more than an eternal boredom.

If God is infinity and the fullness of being, there is no distance between your project and be true, his will is still the foundation of his being. What he wants done, like as it is ... Maybe God is not a singular person, is universal, immutable and eternal whole. And Universal is quiet ...

The perfection of his being leaves no room to man because man can not transcend in God if God is all given integer. In this case the man is not just an accident indifferent to the reality of being, on earth as an explorer lost in the wilderness can go right or left, can go anywhere, never go anywhere and sand cover their tracks. "

Simone de Beauvoir



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My One & Only Love (lyrics)

The Very Thought Of You Makes My heart sing, Like an April breeze, On the wings of spring, And You Appear in all your splendor, My one and only love. The shadow's fall and spread their, Mystique charms in the hush of night, While you're in my arms. I feel your lips, so warm and tender, My one and only love. The touch of your hand is like heaven. A heaven that I've never known, The blush on your cheek, Whenever I speak, Tells me that you are my own. You fill my eager heart with, Such desire, Every kiss you give, Sets my soul on fire. I give myself in sweet surrender, My one and only love



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carriers dreams (Poetry)

" En todas las profecías está escrita la destrucción del world. All the prophecies that the man will have its own destruction.

But life forever and ever renews itself also spawned a generation of lovers and dreamers, men and women who dreamed of destroying the world, but with the construction of the world of butterflies and nightingales.

came from small marked by love. Behind their everyday appearance tenderness and guarding the midnight sun. The mothers were crying over a dead bird and later also found many dead and birds.
These translucent beings cohabited with women and left pregnant with baby and children for a winter growing green touch. So it was that proliferated in the world dreams carriers, attacked ferociously talkative carriers prophecies of disaster. were called deluded, romantic, utopian thinkers said that his words were old and, in fact, it was because the memory of paradise is old man's heart. Wealth accumulators feared them threw their armies against them, but carriers of dreams every night making love and continued his seed sprouting from the womb of those who not only dreams but that carried multiplied and made them run and talk.

Thus begat the world again his life as he had also fathered who invented a way to turn off the sun. Dreams carriers survived the freezing weather but in hot climates almost seemed to spring up spontaneously. Perhaps the palm trees, blue skies, torrential rains had something to do with this, The truth is that as industrious ants these specimens did not fail to dream and to build beautiful worlds, worlds of brothers, men and women who called peers, were taught each other to read, they consoled in deaths, were cured and cared for between them, loved, helped in the art of love and in the defense of happiness.

were happy in their world of sugar and wind from all over came to soak up its encouragement of his clear eyes went everywhere that those who had known dreaming dreams wearing new prophecies that spoke of times of butterflies and nightingales and that the world would end in catastrophe. Instead, scientists would design bridges, gardens, amazing toys more enjoyable to man's happiness.
are dangerous - the big rotary printed are dangerous - the presidents said in their speeches are dangerous - Murmured the architects of the war.

have to destroy them - the big rotary printed must be destroyed - said the presidents in their speeches have to destroy them - grumbled the architects of the war.
dreams carriers knew that their power is not homesick also knew that life had engendered the death to protect the prophecies announcing and defending his life that even death. So cultivated gardens of dreams and exporting large colored ribbons. The prophets of the dark nights and days spent watching the passages and roads looking for these dangerous shipments that never succeeded catch because they do not have eyes to dream the dreams do not see either day or night. And the world has unleashed a heavy load of dreams that can not stop the traffickers of death is everywhere large loops packages that only this new race of men can see the seeds of these dreams can not be detected because it is wrapped in large red hearts maternity dresses where dreamers piesecitos bellies rampage that house.

say the earth after parirlos unleashed a rainbow sky and blew fertility roots of trees. We only know that we know that we have seen the father to protect life announcing the death of the prophecies. "

Gioconda Belli

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I Give (Poetry)

" Give the heavens with the stars, the planets moons and clouds and winds weather formations of planes, migration of birds ... "No way!" Howled the trees "flightless birds when they are ours, can not give away!" So I presented the trees and the terrain they inhabit, and all those things that grow and crawl over him "Wait!" seas seasick, "The coast, beaches are ours, trees for the ships to the yards, ours!, you can not give away!" So I presented the seas all things that swim in the surf ... "No way," thundered the gods, "Everything you've given away ours! We create it! Even those like you believe! "
That was when I presented to the gods. "He who has no eyes to dream the dreams do not see or day or night"
Gregory Corso