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The Twelve Days of Christmas ...!

Ok, I have not updated the blog in months and 2009 is officially the year in which fewer entries I posted ... I can do awarded to the adjustments to my new life. Anyway I can not help adding my traditional input then you will receive within 12 days of Christmas!


Accordingly ... there insistence on giving me a pauper insane in an apple tree, can anyone explain me why?. I have much to say about the 4 booty calls!

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Twelve street musicians drumming Eleven carolers a-caroling Ten gymnasts a-leaping Nine ladies yodeling Eight cows a-milking Seven rumballs a-drunkening Six Santas a-hohohoing Five Golden Girls Four calling booty calls Three French berets Two bottles of whiskey And a crazy homeless person in an apple tree

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Sometimes being a groupie has its rewards, and one night it is even more true if the TRE MEN Shake DO daddy pulled the roll and the school you across the face backstage. Of course the music was at the height of generalized buenrollismo VIP bracelets and copazo by pin flew as part of the tone of the night, that, with this crisis that grips also appreciated.

The absolute owners of the night were Alexis from Hot Chip, who knew how to mark the rhythm of the night by clicking the perfect music in each of the interludes, WAG, who despite seeing his attempt to shed truncation of pants by the organization managed to screw it brownish getting the public in the pocket, and The Terror Pigeon Dance Revolt!, which ran with crowds during and after their performance, and they knew precedence over technical problems with an A CAPELLAZA how only the most large (RIP) and I could do so. About Digitalisim and Crystal Fighters are going to have to ask another, because one can not have it both ways.

All without exception were the most treatable even rabble of my ilk in and out of backstage, making the night one of the most authentic eventazo for we knew we ride well. Grasias Diesel, about how next Saturday?

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THE STAR IN MY COFFEE

While the muse is not with me tonight or at least I fail to listen to so many thoughts in my head This is the first post of NEW BLOG and therefore in this first post I share this moment ... in a life full of eternal and second perfect moment, the changes I've experienced the last few months have meant moments magical moments that make everlasting desire to preserve the perfection of harmony.

Last May, after awakening from a pleasant dream with absolute certainty what happened, a blood sample confirmed that the dream shared by Alex became a really beautiful: I'm pregnant.

Today, almost 9 months of marriage I have now almost 5 months of happy and healthy pregnancy ... 5 months of pregnancy a wonderful and magic that brought a star reflected in my coffee every morning.

The letters began to be restricted by what I learned is that ... nothing was more necessary to feel my belly, nothing is more pleasant than knowing I am responsible for another being, no post, no text, no chapter may be advanced most wonderful dream your eyes and feel their movements. Anyway I live surrounded by words and phrases and ideas fed so I could not get away for much of my old passion points. Now that I have resumed reading obsessive, compulsive writing and constant composition, the wisest course was to begin this space, away from my most beloved Chronicles of Anagnorisis to share another anagnorisis; giving life. This deserved a new and unique space.

Anagnorisis Chronicles will remain, my fairytale alternative is part of me, I'm part of it and will remain so for a long time but now I will also be part of it, this magical space devoted to this perfect moment .

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then start this new blog, a blog different from my most beloved Chronicles. A blog is not intended to keep my head explodes due to a number of ideas generated, a blog that not only seeks to preserve this moment as you can keep sóbloletras. Keep the feeling that everything is However, the scent of coconut cream and bamboo, the skin smooth and refreshing moisture from showers, blow raindrops on my body and constantly changing set ... these letters claim to preserve the magic that you can now play and the miracle that can be felt.

know I'm not the first pregnant woman but certainly I recognize that I am the center of a perfect universe, illuminated by starlight reflected in my coffee and the glow of the moon. It starts here.

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“Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him."

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Bien... I can certainly articulate endless excuses to justify the silence of the past 7 months I have never doubted my potential to devise explanations that can be convincing. The truth is that I keep the excuses and reasons to remain silent the time.

This time the author does not transcribe words to justify their silence and allowing this post to clear his own glass.

have ever tried to deal with fogged glass?

abroad have attempted to distinguish through a dusty glass?

I've done.

The result is disastrous and is obviously the glasses through which we see abroad act as a filter, obscuring the images when they want and beautify the landscape when we need it. I think it works the same way with the soul and our perception of life and people, and through our crystal we know the world appreciate the figures we recognize, know new images, observe people and we look to us.

probably not realize the state of cleanliness of our inner glass, in a complex way is to recognize that something is wrong with us so we should be much simpler to think that people are wrong that the world is gray and that certain images are dark or much more complicated than they might actually be ... effect of powdered glass, of course. Then it is impossible to see things as they really are, we could not correctly describe a landscape where our glass is dirty, we might mistake the beauty of trees, sky color and size of the mountains. The vague description of a landscape may not pose a greater problem than the same imprecision but ... What happens when it comes to images with feelings, voices and stories?.

Hayes there ... others looking through a dusty glass. Great people can now go virtually unnoticed, good people may seem harmless and enemies become friends through this particular glass. Our reactions and attitudes toward the world and people around us are disturbed by the images we perceive and the result, like trying to driving a vehicle with a glass, darkly ... is disastrous.

The problem is not found in other people and hardly what we find in ourselves until it happens ... until a finger, a cloth, a brush reaches our glass and the small space that is clean we can see the clarity ... such clarity that seems a result of those storms, similar to that clarity that comes with the sun at dawn. The cleanup is not easy, certainly at that time the damage will be enormous and there are even some that are impossible to repair but ... also this is part of the storm by which all must pass through sometime.

Clarity hurts, it hurts the eyes and awakens the sleeping soul, it is difficult to awaken, to adapt to living with light and heat after staying in shadows. Like the stages of life, everything happens and as we adapt to situations gray can also adapt to the colors we can always learn from mistakes and try again, remaining alert to the state of the lens through which we know the eventually polished exterior and trying to keep the dust return to cloud our vision.

The clarity with which we see the world depends on the clarity of our soul ... stained soul resentments and fears can never recognize the light of true love and have it lit before him.

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Then I saw everything clearly.

We saw in many years, growing old together, creasing gradually and sharing every moment of our lives. We saw the hand on the bus IMSERSO, excited like children going to see the ocean for the first time. We saw exchanging our reading glasses, dentures and taking us out playing they are puppets. Saw us saying goodbye to life slowly, melting into one.

It's clear what I saw that I got the fox skirt I could find in the pile of clothes that I never wear and I turned to the streets looking for another man who was able to get something out of this pussy with expiration date.

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Death of Michael Jackson on Twitter

Losing a star has its downside, but when it is a cuadrazo as Michael Jackson, twitter burn but bad thing. Here is a compilation of tweets about the death of (Michael Jackson, Jacko for children). Michael, your surgeons do not forget.

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Alakazaam Gone are the huge bags of candy in Neverland.

ricardo_bpm finally face to face, Michael Jackson and the Duke of Feria! The battle of the millennium! San Pedro trembles! First round - go! fight!

pamplinero If Michael Jackson was "the Peter Pan of pop" and had that look I do not even think of how it should be "Captain Hook's pop."

Dhaunae: RT Police Investigating the death of Michael Jackson Have Ruled out the sunshine, the moonlight, and the good times Blame it on the boogie.

culoman As my partner says, "What danger! Michael Jackson is in heaven, where angels have sex but have no ass!"

culoman REIOs what you want, but he had a monkey and we do not: (

lawinehouse @ niñojesús hide behind the cloud and pray all you know.

MiMesaCojea Michael, white, at last .

TheOnion BREAKING: Last Piece Of Michael Jackson Dies

Pamplinero Antena 3 has announced it will produce a TV movie about the life of Michael Jackson with Pepon Nieto Michael and Kira looked like Macaulay

laquintacolumna Michael Jackson is not dead, has returned to his planet.

PunkQueen also now be happy in heaven, seated at the right of Mickey Mouse.

PunkQueen was not dead, it was Farrah.

MissKiddo I think long worms that decomposers were moved to Michael, so we danced so well.

elfuegoamigo From a Liverpool fan: 'You'll Never Moonwalk Alone "

Laquintacolumna The Yonkyo of my people have read that we've run out of Jacko and has been nervous.

Tyrexito Do you remember when the canard that he was dead Ana Torroja came to TV news? Is not there a youtube of that?

Risingson "no one else was amazed how many friends you survive mariliendre Hollywood, Elizabeth Taylor?

laquintacolumna I guess the coroner Michael Jackson-"Time of death?-August 1992.

MissKiddo with children who go to bed, stiff rises.

laquintacolumna RIP The king of rock, the RIP king of pop .. For when the king of fried chicken?

pamplinero is not dead, this is a trick to Macaulay out of his hiding place and prepare an ambush at the funeral.

Juanpi With Influenza A Jacko stabilized and ousted the actions of companies on the stock market collapse masks

laquintacolumna The Yonkyo of my people have read that we've run out of Jacko and has been nervous.

Guerraeterna Leo LaToya Jackson left the hospital with his face covered. Luckily

Juanpi expected to begin distribution of inheritance: the carousel pa ti, pa my little train chu chu Jar pal rok white socks ...

abarbero Come on, Michael, go out dancing, that you do it great, your body moves like a palm, soft soft, su-su-soft!

Battery TxarkoTxarkez Jacko jokes, please.

_M_I_A_ MICHAEL JACKSON the first 2 words i eva spoke Inglés. sucx the future! Vigalondo

the end, instead of Coto Matamoros Michael Jackson has died. Do not know about you, but I do not believe in coincidences.

pushpull @ lawinehouse Farrah, Michael ... you just in case, a bed and orfidal

♫ @ lawinehouse Pintoor / you paint with amooor / Michael Jackson paints a neee ... White "? Gray? ♫

@ lawinehouse Another falling. If the end I will enterreraros everyone. Know.

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Ni complexes or cocks, Marina. Six nights accommodation on half board for 800 euros. Enough joking, right? He said as he untied the matching and revealed a huge round white ass that spilled on both sides of the bikini of flowers.

Besides, what what we came here? To what, Marina?

Oh yes, that play, he answered with contempt without looking away from the gossip magazine a faded navy was, in volume, the fourth of her friend.

While the big shiny ass wobbled toward the shore, two guiris criajo carrying a good time playing with each other teats looked askance at Marina before breaking into laughter. Reid

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Once in the water, her friend was dead and was busy playing to see colors narrowed his eyelids, while an ice floating near his head swaying to the rhythm of the waves.

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The betrayal

A mention the word TREASON l can not isolate the emotional blow that the word carries per se ... we've all heard of betrayals, betrayed many of us have is that there are different types of treachery, from treason to ourselves and our ideals to treason, treason who believed in us and that is to be betrayal is inevitable that he should have confidence ... that confidence allows you to close your eyes and throw you back knowing that the person in whom you trust to hold.

pain of betrayal, there are some that only uncomfortable but heartbreaking betrayals that saw shattered a relationship, a feeling, a series of moments that we felt genuine ... and we all have right to make mistakes, we have the right to decide whom to trust and do expect to receive the same, trust and mutual respect ... but there is treachery to the missing words.

There are people in which we place full trust, a lifetime of honest and sincere friendship, all faiths and experiences and, over time, without even showing signs of it wielding the weapon that hurts us, the betrayal.

confidence in the world we inhabit is a gift, a gift rarely given. Most of us young adults, have friends from all circles of life, rarely is there new friends why? because in those circles of life we \u200b\u200bknow that we are sure that we are supported and protected, we know we can find approaches to situations that do not understand and can find support when things go wrong and sincere hugs when things go wrong.

Unfortunately even in those circles, so sure, as sincere can be someone or something that breaks the harmony and remove the worst and lowest quality of a human, hurt his brother, his friend, to those who supported him when the worst happened ... and the reasons could be many, when we talk about feelings is common to say "just happened, nobody planned it" but even that excuse is absurd because there is a second, a fucking second that you can decide whether or not to fall in love, to hurt your brother or friend or not.

... but humans are specialists in finding excuses to find justification for hurting others, finding grounds to minimize the impact of our actions "and I did what I did because you ..." but the fact is simple, a betrayal of a friend, a couple who put our soul, the betrayal of a brother even breaks my heart. Why? they are the ones to whom we entrust the deepest secrets, who opened his soul and those who take refuge when the world seems to fall, because they are who put them in dreams and in many cases we put our plan of life here, hoping ever be injured by them ... those are the betrayals that left indelible wounds and in many cases incurable.

only hope that the time to do its part, lift your head and look at the sky ... welcome the opportunity to see who really are people around us. No words can make you feel better who was betrayed, there is enough hugs ... is empathy with the situation and full support. Of the others the same universe will ... some people can stoop so low that in the same mud are comfortable and do not deserve even a thought of us ... and its lack is so pesonal, his personal emptiness that seems to need to hurt others to feel less miserable.

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“I must learn to love the fool in me the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries”

Theodore I. Rubin

Dramático título para add the first year.

And with the ease with which life passes ended in 2008.
With the end of the year and the beginning of the next opportunity we face and we have the perfect excuse to do the analysis that can readily be done every morning, every night before bed ... we can celebrate the holidays, provide for another year ended and hoped that the next one better.

We can also do the counting and acknowledge the successes, forgive mistakes, congratulate the right choices and missed opportunities reproach. We usually

devote more time to be spent on any other date to look in the mirror, to see who we are and who we project to be.

the turn of the page that symbolizes the new year we are full of hope and positive statements, sincere desire to fix errors or at least not to make them again.

aside the mentality that "everything is written" I prefer the idea that we are the authors of each page, the writers and protagonists of each story and that makes over the years it more difficult to turn the page of the year ends, we speak of 365 days of perfect moments, difficult moments of severe falls, lessons learned, tears and laughter, hugs and goodbyes, changes and challenges ... are 365 days of experience to which we must turn to start a new page.

Over the years it is less easy to change the page and there are times that we would like to eternal ... There are moments when we wish to stop time but there are moments that we would disappear, moments in which the skies were dark and confusing world. Store page of the book that we wrote during our life means keeping those paragraphs in which not everyone was happy ...

... and there are pages that break but never can boot.

There are paragraphs that can be crossed out and others that can be highlighted.

Sure there are mistakes that cost us relationships of various kinds. Sure there were mistakes of others who left deep wounds and errors that destroyed everything in its path, but we now have a window open and the opportunity to start a new page, we are free to keep in memory only appropriate paragraphs of the previous page and leave the past in place : on the previous page. These errors can therefore be hurt and broken pages ... pages that can break.

accepting our humanity but not thereby justifying our mistakes, we must accept that there will be battles won, battles lost and there will be battles to decide not fighting. There will be tears and laughter, welcome and farewell, and we can learn from every person, every situation. We once again believe in ourselves, in the universe ... believe in humanity and make us the greatest gift : A NEW OPPORTUNITY.

changes are imminent ... the world changes every second and we have the opportunity to change, to renew. This new page to write paragraphs may be filled with totally different from the previous one and that's what we can move each day. We have the power to change history, to change our history and build our destiny.

We believe the opportunity in every sunrise, every person, to remove the labels that have built up throughout life and believing in ourselves. We have the opportunity to understand, forgive and forgive us the opportunity to try again, to fight for what we believe and fight for ourselves. We have the opportunity to love, to love our mistakes, our shortcomings, to laugh at ourselves, the opportunity to accept as humans and make mistakes and try again, to work on our weaknesses and to congratulate our successes. We have the opportunity to take deep breaths every morning, to ask forgiveness, look at the sky and paint colors our world, the opportunity to take someone's hand, smiling to any person, to look at the eyes, leave the Page rotates the rancor and leave the past in its place ... stop worrying about things that are not in our hands and the deal we can. We put our will in the world in which we live.

Surely there will be more changes and we are accepting them as opportunities, plans will go out of control and we make them our new challenges. The change from day to day we can grow if we want ... but definitely we have to move, wake up and look in the mirror, stretching their hands to feel, open your eyes to see and open the soul to see our world. We are facing a new page and we live and let broken page instead: last -be 2007, 2008 or the day before. Maybe that's the challenge harder but not impossible. Let then the torn pages in place.

wish for each of us a new page, each letter is imbued with learning, a new opportunity and FE; of faith in ourselves, we can achieve faith in humanity. Our steps are forward, our view is the front and our arrow ... that point to where each of us want, in the universe there are no boundaries and we can breathe immensity.

One year with the scent of coffee ...

¡FELIZ 2009!