March 2008

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Can Implantation Bleeding Be Heavier With Twins

Lately the shadow of death has crossed me on so many opportunities that I can hardly count them. Not that his intention is to chase (and much less catch me, not let him!), But has hovered on the sidewalks my head as striving to belong to the world increasingly branched from my imagination. I know their dissimilar faces on the covers of newspapers. I've seen in motion in every newscast in the country, and I felt like my pain and your tears and heartfelt condolences. I read with his words cold as marble in the anthologies of Borges and Benedetti, and also in 1 Romans of the Holy Bible. Not believe that I have not noticed the little austere and clear mechanisms that have developed very intrusive to speak once and for all of it. No, not about that, is exactly the opposite, if you know my old rebellious spirit with almost exact precision. Actually what I plan is to take the audacity to enter my last wishes regarding the form and the color of my death itself (or rather, my only wish on my last days, or at least my current wishes on my last few days only. .. or something).

Hopefully when I die is of old. That view of the silver color of my hair, and I am on a Thursday in hairdressing and manicure (good habits never leave). I heard singing the song of those who stir up the ice, one that makes me remember the good times. I will not be ready to leave without my purse; who knows if I meet contingencies path to paradise will not require my comb and my mascara or my handkerchief or one of my aspirinetas. That I have no immediate things to be resolved. It has fulfilled one of my many dreams. The meeting is at night so I would not remember the way back. Have the whole soul to continue to feel until the last day of my first life. Not require me to keep quiet, I know that my verbal incontinence could not stand it. Let me take with me my brightest treasure: my memories. That is serene.

Death is like an exile. It separates the person on earth where you live, it is removed from their homeland. It robs the person of your belongings, you are given new ones. He removed the person's name, it implements the policy. It prohibits a person who is dismissed. It's like a land bridge imperfect people into heaven as eternal as God. It is a black hole in the world entering a perfect, huge, better, which may be the Botanical Garden but no ants or the Library of the Ministry of Education but Mrs. indifferent to the entry or the Church of Our Lady of Peace on Easter Sunday or Patron, or maybe my grandmother's house as he saw it as a child. Death is all that holds zero.

Now and I am beyond myself and my fears, detached from my body, I realize clearly that life is the best I know. Explore your limits have not been closer to death but to reaffirm the desire to conquer my story. Talk openly about it is like looking into space with the accurate intuition that I do it out of curiosity than the intention of experiencing. Discovering that are full of surprises infinite second encourages me to leave the text and prepare to be serious. The preceding lines have performed this, then, as night: The latter, however, will dawn, ending the trial and start in life.

Friday, March 7, 2008

Central Canal And Neuroforamen

Dawn City portrait

There is so much loneliness in the city.

used to acknowledge that my natural habits outside the ground walking outside, he steps more inward than forward. I'm going with open eyes but not see. Way without thinking about layers upon layers deposited anonymous dreams of winter green leaves deposited on the floor for loose tiles multiforme deposited on virgin land is intensively the beginning. Seeking to hear my breathing. Seeking to achieve the sound of silence. I think. Skips over and over again, because although I always directed towards the same address is my character that truly moves, guided by the rhythm of my arguments that weave their gear past history, and each memory as a selected Pearl joins infinite circle of my memory says. Look to the sky in a gesture of complicity with the most gracious God, who alone conceive of and defend, that which is love. I guess the most unexpected and beautiful lines of my future. Set to write the script of the play of my life. Meanwhile under my feet, with regular seal my tracks, I choose the routes. Strong floor safe because more than the desire to make I have the desire to learn the way back. Because life is not to start it again, again, return, start over, back to, again because, again to re-start again, and so on. The journey is never cleared completely. So walking, discovering, trails.

But the city feels increasingly alone.

The streets take on forms that will never accounted for since they are employed without property rights to justify the millions of hearts of millions of bystanders who unknowingly run over the chalk line made their own way. Time prisoners are slaves of the regulations and 8 hours. See without looking (which I think is even worse). Even if they do walk alone in a space inhabited by people with their ghosts and bags in tow. Their shadows are getting a crash but their owners do not notice. Sometimes overflow cover and individuality, creating collisions between two or three or more bodies that threaten its impact against the peace of the routine. But as soon as born, are suppressed by force hiding certain well known that the abnormality does not lies in the interruption to the series but repeat itself.

why I feel the taste of solitude when I try the city.

So many faces I knew and forgot for a moment after believing if any learned. Never know personal stories, their lives, their fears, I'll never know whether behind or in those eyes was hiding my own happiness. The faces are born when the look and experience instant death when I stop. And life happens.

There is so much loneliness in the city.

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Pd. This text had a last paragraph that I deleted. From now on every time I say it, I will refer to any less to him that I referred to today. I try to remember only the good. It's amazing how effective it can be a tip at the right time. Thanks for giving me some time in your company;)