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MEETING WITH THE LOOKOUT

"talk stories"

Day: June 8

Time: 20:00

Location: Municipal Center for Lifelong Learning

Guests:

* Ignacio López Soriano

Winner of the "Literary Contest XV Watcher Coast 2011." We reveal some of their literary techniques.

* Francisco Moreno Moreno

Literary Contest Creator of "Watcher Coast." We explain how the valuation of accounts by the jury.

* Verónica Jiménez Muñoz, French teacher and student of Translation and Interpretation at the University of Malaga. We talk about the importance of the paragraph in the narrative.

Coordinator:

* Mercedes Martín Alfaya

Free admission, first-served basis.

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stories talk about June 4 "The world of Aroa" in the Book Fair

On June 4 (Saturday) "The Aroa world ", 2 nd edition, will be in Málaga Book Fair: Booth No. 15. BOOKSTORE LORCA.

A las 12 de la mañana, Aroa, el personaje del libro, nos acompañará y repartirá pegatinas. Entre tanto, su abuela (yo) explicará cómo ayuda a su nieta (que ya tiene cuatro años) a componer sus historias.

Yolanda Peinado, propietaria de la Librería Lorca, de Arroyo de la Miel, me ha pedido que esté en la Feria del Libro de Málaga con “El mundo de Aroa”. Como ya no me quedaban ejemplares de la Primera Edición, tuve que encargar más a la editorial. De manera que allí estaremos, gracias a estos dos "ángeles": Yolanda Peinado (Librería Lorca) y Jesús Majada (Ed. Caligrama) que se han empeñado en cumplir my dreams.

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FOLLOW THE ALIENS ALIEN

U.S. already fought half the world and acts as the "empire" Start War, as we do not have to fight with, who make war, go by aliens. However, this video shows an alien attack to Forth Worth. Aparantemente and as relates to the report, Vimana trying to recover from that would have taken over the Americans and flown to U.S. They claim there were over 500 dead. Movie? Science Fiction? No ... but Salfate says U.S. will fight the ET exist or not. The alien fleet would be very close to the ground behind a comet, Elanin (Nibiru?). Would arrive by 2012. Fiction ... reality ... another scam but ... who knows. The history of humanity is a lie, its origins more turbid than the photos of UFOs.

In this link the source from which the information was taken: http://ovni-alien.blogspot.com/2011/05/ataque-alienigena-deja-500-muertos-en. html .

There is general consensus on humanity, that which in other pages call the "disposable", which occupy the base of the pyramid of power and used to hard work, military, public employees and all tasks whose characteristics put humans in conditions unfavorable to think clearly by the time it takes for your job, your home does not wobble from these causes, or because their economic situation not to studies that give you more knowledge, and become what he calls, people with the "brain burn" acts not think, do not realize they are slaves who malevolent brain the only thing they do is perpetrated wars , suffering and deception. Despite all these simple people to start thinking and intuition (genetic record) says that "something is about to happen" and will soon realize that they are waiting for God is not who claims to be, because what it is said does not match his story. Anyway, the process is running. Some say, the mainstream media television alien is showing mass killings with movies "Catastrophe" where are various ways we can kill. Now is emerging among all the chaos, the war with aliens. But it happens that we do not know who the good and those who do evil, because the lies that has spread this concept is misleading. But all "know" that will be a big war, because they lied and cheated auquellos the humandiad will be destroyed by those who maybe as they say, are behind the comet ELENIN which is none other than Nibiru, the planet of the Annunaki. This link an animation of the path Elenin, clearly showing that it orbits of collision with all the planets of the solar system at some point in their history. Http://secchi.nrl.navy.mil/STEREOorbit/C2010_X1.html . The man believes, in his pride, which may face them, maybe a few with whom he had contact, not so with others. Do not come to be friends with anyone, nor to redeem anyone, come to "clean the carpet will not be a matter of a long war, are perhaps hours, maybe not we learn what is happening either because they will kill us before or retrained because they give us another chance.

How are these aliens?

Another question I ask myself: Do they know or be aware of Utahns who were attacked by ET?, Or was just a guy in a sleepless night or who with Photoshop 3d editing program plagiarism this attack? No, we are in a field of lies and deception can only pass on what we see or hear without knowing if they are real or not. The truth is that biblical prophecies speak of this attack the planet and the destruction of most of mankind and with it the aliens who created us and we "organized evil." It also discusses the proximity of Wormwood, Nibiru, Planet X, and now Hercolobus Elenin. The language is clear, the metaphors are not understood, but we must not be too smart to realize that we are going to make ball. When? some assert that in 2012, no ... what if I can "prophesy" is that the December 21, 2012 will occur

many suicides around the world to any extraneous signal in the sky, or to throw a rocket out of time, because people are prepared by the television media and movies for the worst disaster. Putting date at the end of the world is an invitation to mass suicide, people who will not see or be the victim of a cosmic run over.

Extraterrestres intraterresnos

Some aliens we see in videos, where witnesses claim to have seen the depths of the earth.
Now I wonder if it is true that going to be a "fit" or are going to be humans who meet certain requirements: You rising to a ship with aliens as such? Hummm! I would think twice. If they are not like us do not think it appropriate to establish relationships because these guys can invite us to lunch or dinner, where the main course be us ... jijijijj! Kidnapped by these beings, for the purpose of making painful anatomical studies, put them implants, all live, with no anesthesia, like animals (for they are) - I have the story of a kidnapped in Cipolletti, Argentina in 1980 reads:

The victim suffered burns and was transported diverse 100 km from where he was caught. These aliens covered by the darkness of the night take advantage of drivers and passengers of these, to commit these atrocities. The crew have done with cars and trucks on different routes of Argentina. Not only kidnap people than animals, sheep, goats, cows, horses, leaving them lying dismembered in the fields. There are people to whom we should respect and worship Him in some species. Fulfill a mission, fulfill orders, but who are, those above them are even more villains. They are celestial or angelic beings who come to redeem humans of their sins, but quite the opposite. These are not beliefs but facts, which are no good. In the same way we treat life on the planet is generated by pests and spread viruses and bacteria that cause diseases and pests. Just simply go to nursing homes, clinics and hospitals, to realize that 90% of the human population is ill, of one or other ailment, as expressed in other pages of the blog. In the town of Oliva, in the Province of Córdoba, in my estimation, 8 of 10 people die of cancer and that it is no coincidence, is the product of which may be carcinogenic pollution in the water, or the same food, cereals, milk, meat and all products field and its derivatives. Say, "is because of the industries" pulling their waste anywhere. The permit that can be a "cover" because the real pollution is another source or is generated by these aliens, who act as if the food did not lack "immune to pests, viruses, bacteria and all the crap we eat. Why? for the simple reason that they do not need because they are "androids," "Robots" service or its owners. A case was mentioned much in the Province of Cordoba, Argentina, was the Bird's Hill, in the Sierras de Córdoba. This is the story published by La Voz del Interior. Should click on the cuts to expand and read them better. The testimonies are Gabriel Gomez, who had gone to spend the vacacionesen to Grandma's Hope, and from that night became the focus of the media of Cordoba. The UFO was evolving the area at a height low enough to cause changes in the surrounding foliage. Finally, it should be close to the slopes of Bird, very low, indeed, to burn a large circle on the side of it.

this context it transformed the region in a place alien to Uritorco hill as the center of attention. It is said that there is a place to breathe in a special air each year and during all his days, excursions with a guide that leads to the top of the hill. So every year there is also lost, bold start the tour on their own and end up missing by perderce the trail. It is said that within the city would Uritorco intraterrestrial called Erks. Those individuals who previously draw intraterresnos beings.

lights are always evolving and around Uritorco is covered by an enigmatic air, and concurs people with all sorts of problems waiting to be solved. There are certain groups of people belongsto foundations of a religious character waiting to UFOs, aliens as sponsors of peace and happiness for mankind. Put in the form "city of Erks intraterrestrial" and get to know more about that topic.

The latest news today, May 17, 2011, indicate that Ituzaingo, Buenos Aires, are on a wave of UFO sightings for more than a month. There, residents and specialists in the field record in the sky lights of different colors and day triangular UFO with lights strobe. Interestingly, in a video recording se ve un chemtrails. Ya sabemos que esa líneas semejantes a la de condensación de los aviones reactores en la alta atmósfera son producidos también por los ovnis. Los aviones hechan contaminantes a la atmósfera sabiendo o no lo que están haciendo, los ovnis lo hacen con el objeto de provocar una epidemia o cambios genéticos, en cosechas o en los humanos. No puede ser que nuestros cuerpos según los religiosos, preparados para vivir eternamente, seamos una población enferma en casi su totalidad, algo afecta y esos son los "guardianes" o "vigilantes" quienes acatando ordenes superiores nos hacen víctimas de la perversión de esos seres. Los extraterrestres vinieron a la Tierra con un propósito, buscando recursos que serve them for a particular purpose and will not settle in caves in the depths of the earth under the same conditions of early humans. There are no "city of light" intraterrestrial. In such places were called Annunaki Abzu, which later became the concept of hell, living conditions that they, Annunaki lower caste, miners had to endure. For that reason there was a rebellion of his own men, at times that humans do not exist on earth and that this rebellion against the chief Anunnaki, Enlil gave rise to the suggestion of the scientist, in various disciplines, Enki, Enlil's brother , the creation of a "primitive being" that was able to handle tools and machinery to extract minerals Abzu (which were nothing to mine each other open in the depths of the earth) and so disaffected with the Annunaki of this "hellish" job. The human was nothing more than an animal created for a particular task. Later, for reasons of necessity and productivity was given reproductive capacity and after countless tests and genetic errors created the "civilized man" who, after many desputas between the two top leaders reached the perfect human and genetic mixing ; them. Some leaders were unable to leave because his planet, Nibiru, would die in short time, causes the Earth's climate, Ki, grow old and die. So now they are the ones that dominate the world and its activities. There were 12 leaders, but not all were so that maybe are a few who are active knowing that his end is near. The "guardians" of these leaders are those who sail the skies of the world's nations with impunity. Are those beings who abduct, experiment, contaminate the human. And they are the cause of death to be 6,500 million people. As you come to these conclusions? simply by examining their actions, seeing the world map and it is organized, we know who rules the destinies of countries

En esta foto tomada de la revista Ciclope, la forma en que se presentaban ante los humanos prehistoricos los extraterrestres. Siempre hablamos de los últimos 400.000 años, que es cuando los Annunakis llegaron a este planeta. Sin embargo existen vestigios por pruebas de radiocarbono de restos humanos de un millon a tres millones de años. Pero, sino podemos saber quienes somos, de dónde venimos, y qué va a ser de nosotros ¿¡qué nos puede interesar de unos seres que habitaron el planeta hace un millon de años?

El aspecto es diferente, no sabemos si es un traje espacial, un disfrás, si son monstruosos, verdes, azules, grises, con un ojo o tres ojos, son tantas las anger live unknowns gives a time of so much technology and not knowing who we are, but some people do not know, but those plans of the developers did not want to reveal the truth. Everything is hiding, some blurry photos show a diffuse subject of UFOs, films reveal a mobile point in the sky night or day, too blurry. It seems that the technology at the time of registering a UFO failed, out of focus, however the space station cameras are capable of reading the mark of a jar of beer on a camping table. A telescope like Hubble can observe a planet in the distant galaxy. Not it stupid that we only have blurry pictures of UFOs in the world and beyond the planet? Interesting video

Uritorco hill.
As I always say, EVERY PERSON BELIEVE IN WHAT YOU WANT TO LIVE BETTER BELIEVE.

Argentina is covered by UFOs from north to south and from east to west. This UFO is similar to one that occurred in Cordoba and which I witnessed. He had finished teaching at a secondary school in the town of Oliva and returned to my home. Was preparing to kill time before dinner when the phone rings. A year 6 student I spoke pidiédome excited to look out the door of my house, in front about 45 ° was a UFO. I do what I asked and I deal effectively with a ring of light color and dark center, like the wheel of a car that was heading east. What struck me was that there was wind from the northeast and this artifact was in contario the wind direction. Was lost in the sky without changing course. The next day thirty rowdy boys wanted to tell me what they had seen. Instead of allowing them to do so I said, take a sheet and as a test, not looking to partner, concentrating on their experience to draw what they saw. ! Fantastic! the little hands of the kids drew all the same, but in two versions, some saw a ring without core and other drew a black sphere the center. The publication in the Voice of the Interior is shown with the name an object in the sky.

STRANGE STORY

Year 1996, U.S. somewhere in a forest on the two forty-five in the afternoon. Dr. Jonathan Reed, went for a walk with your dog Susy, race Treever Golden. The dog loves going there to run and get married bugs, running birds. That day the dog was running away from his owner alerted by a noise in the woods and disappeared in the thick bark. Dr. Reed continued, after a while noticed that the barking of his dog were not "attack" but be "attacked." Concerned calling sped up without receiving its response. Suddenly faced a grim picture. A strange-looking being, was taken to Susy's neck with his right hand and the sheepskin on one side to another. When he saw the Dr. stopped, looked at him and continued shaking the bitch. Suddenly he noticed that tore the head and body disappeared as a powder, turning into a white powder fell to suelo.El doctor filled with rage and fury, picked up a tree trunk, ran over to the monster and gave him a club in head that dropped him to the ground, it seemed dead and saw that by looking at brain tissue. Desperate for what happened and the presence of that being for a moment did not know what to do, but then reconsidered and took the car. Carried him to his home and put it in spawning.
Well ... the story continues. Dr. Reed lost his identity, his medical degree, friends because they died more than 10 of them involved in the case, nobody knew him, the bank account and 85,000 dollars he had. The story at the following link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?golpeav=kEiUDwrj9b0 several videos, draw their own conclusions. In these videos I could finish something that caught my attention and would justify some of what had been addressing. When is being beaten by Dr. Reed falls and is carried to his house and realize in the video that takes the individual's eyes blink indicating it was alive. He had entered into a freezer at a temperature that may have been about 15 ° low serum and instead of killing him at all favored to recontituyera. The eye acts like a "led" remote control "stand by". He ate, froze but recovered their vital functions. I think those things are nothing more than "robot" or a "droid", mechanical-biological. See and draw their own conclusion.

UFO ON VILLA MARIA

Day May 17, in the city of Villa María, Córdoba, my daughter got four photos clouds crossing the sky with an angle of 180 °. To download to the PC and more found that two of them had recorded the passing of an artifact is not visible to the naked eye. The first recorded image to the left of a cluster, extended with an embossed effect in Photoshop clearly outlines the shape of a UFO lenticular.

UFO recorded by Gaby Fontana May 17, 2011 in the city of Villa María

The fourth photo, shown in the lower right corner, it is zoom to make the picture, the same artifact deampliarlo and then apply the same effect was the same as the previous picture or at least has the same shape. The interesting thing about these photos is that the bodies are dark, no light, therefore difficult to perceive at a glance. Camera was calibrated to record speed.

UFO himself a few seconds later in another scenario

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is Saturday. Some people do not know what to do on Saturdays and goes and gets them in the washer, like laundry. They are people whose life revolves around work, so that when they break, curl, "What am I doing today?". Damn, man, they cut your nails of the feet-just do not have time during the week, "go to the park, read, reflect, tighten the screws on the furniture, wash the car, stays with friends ... I do not know; the things you can do on Saturday ... But no. There, you see, to the midnight and still scratching his head. Yo, some Saturdays, I go to "Ikea." Not to buy, which to me that getting into a store with no windows and where you are organized to the way you move inside, is that the film reminds me of the "cute", what was his name? ... Ah, yes, "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest": jo, how to bend people to take patterns and stop thinking for themselves. No, no. What I do is I sit on the door of "Ikea" and note to clients. I have a folding chair, inherited it from my uncle Philip. Take a folding chair is a luxury, you can take it anywhere and look at life without tired. Well, that, I feel at the door of "Ikea" and I happened pipe, I ride every story ...: "Why this guy want a waitress on wheels? The same is to have a dog who likes to walk well, "and I imagine him pushing the cart with the 'mongrel' above.

Anyway, as I am on Saturdays I can not moth-eaten. Go to not take this well. Today, for example, I will finish splitting the canopy of the terrace. I broke up the middle, and I've noticed that if I open the gap further, I get the freshness, and I have better views. If you already told my mother: "This child 'spends' a frightening intelligence."

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Yesterday I bought a can of white asparagus, were on offer. What happens is that small and already had my eye out for asparagus: asparagus at breakfast, lunch asparagus, mixed them with the salad-and now for dinner, me I have prepared with mayonnaise. I still have half a can. Anyway, despite everything, I'm happy. Many people say they want to be happy as if I said I want to be a millionaire. No. If you set goals that are beyond the reach of your hand, you get frustrated. With happiness the same thing happens: no one can be happy twenty-four hours a day. Happiness is not a permanent state, rather we must say as with money: "I do not miss." That's what I say. Would be good that happiness could be carried in pockets, right? Let's see, a moment, here was a handful of happiness. Oh, and I do not have, I have to look any further. And you go and buy a large can of asparagus, and you eat on the terrace, with your beer and your 'cache' of bread, like ham. Because, hey, what's the ham with no studs? I think it's all a matter of taste. To me, before I did not like shrimp, but of course, is that there was little tested. One day, however, I was at a wedding, and fell. There were so many shrimp dishes that it was a pecado no vaciarlos. De manera que empecé a pelar esos bichos que parecen saltamontes y padentro . Lo malo es que me aficioné. Y, claro, con un sueldo de oficinista como el mío, uno no puede pelar gambas tan a menudo. Bueno, para eso están las latas de espárragos. Por cierto, he pensado congelar unos pocos, me queda más de media lata. Ya podrían pensar en los que vivimos solos y reducir el formato, porque, macho, a ver si me voy a tener que buscar una novia para no tirar las sobras. Que no, que no. Que estos del consumo no me van a organizar a mí la vida.

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Soy un tipo corriente. Vivo en una ciudad corriente y me gusta mi trabajo. No sé si con estas credenciales can go far, but I have. Well, there's more. I have a story to tell. No big deal, many people tell me that has a tremendous history, those who would write a book. Mine is not so important, but the things that are one must be treated as if they were.

Nobody has taught me to live, perhaps because people learn this task on its own and then, when mastered, it dies, so he barely gives you time to ride a school and teach others the craft. Life is a trade. My cousin Maureen laughs when I say this, but true. To live you learn. I, at first when I did not know very well what it was felt could become a hero, saving people and punish the wicked. Jo, how naive. When injustice swarming everywhere, you get used to eating pipes looking at the sky, if rain threatens. To me I do not mind getting wet, I mean, I do not mind the rain. Before, yes. Leaving home and if he saw the wet floor and put me in a bad mood. But then I took off. Overall, if you have rain going to rain, I like me or not. In addition, the water transforms the landscape, it becomes melancholy and memories stick out everywhere. Wow, I'm getting corny ... Anyway, another day I do not have time to write my story. I'll try again ...

(Sometimes I think that ghosts used to express, this is a writing machine, left alone, while trying to write something else. I leave here, if the ghost returns and wants to continue with his story. Chssssss! !).

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Many people have told me that would like to attend a workshop on eyewitness accounts. The truth is that at the moment we have none in sight. But what we have, besides the desire is the opportunity to discuss and learn from experts in literature, linked to the world of letters, writers with extensive experience and some readers literary elite. So, I happened to organize some meetings to discuss stories, in which these people would be present as guests.

As soon as everything is ready, I pass the information. Advancement

that probably is provided in the Municipal Center for Lifelong Learning in Benalmádena short time evening (after eight, for those who work). Admission will be free to complete capacity, and I am going to instruct Coordination.

stay in touch.

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"There is a tale from the Arabian Nights, whose text I have on hand, and that gives me pangs of envy. Is the story of a fisherman who borrows a lead for your network to another fisherman's wife with the promise of giving in return the first fish to serve, and when she receives it and opens it to fry him in the stomach a diamond the size of an almond.
More to the story same, amazing in its simplicity, it interests me now because it raises another of the mysteries of gender: if the lead provided by a woman but not another man, the story loses its charm: not exist. Why? Who knows! A mystery more than a genre mystery par excellence.

Gabriel García Márquez.

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everyone seemed worried about the next federal elections in the country, talking about Canada. That filled the media, apart from the English royal wedding next, they were only repeating the comings and goings and the faces of the three politicians who in the end and apparent differences, they would govern more or less the same, as is happening generally in the developed world and much of the other, which is now called the Developing World, not to offend or look at least. Well, if people are not there, or to use an expression of my country of origin, this civic event, the thing anyway politics is more or less hectic. Kinds of environment. Of course, again, this interest in politics only among the very few people who cares, or that interested in politics in these latitudes, many people of foreign origin who came here to escape conflict or hardship in four corners of the world. Because we must recognize that all flats, still life in this country is quite easy in comparison and are not going to be getting arrested or doing away for your political ideas (yet). At best, in a distant future perhaps, is the slight chance that in the near future perhaps, a young bomb embedded in a delirium escatopornográfico make you blow up. But not to you as a person, but it's nothing personal belief, but as an inhabitant of the city, transient, Western citizen, passenger or consumer in the public walk, bus, train or mall concerned.

Well, but we are already going through the hills of Ubeda, as they say in English. Things of age, one begins to rant and to lecture, especially if it has been a teacher, as the speaker. Defect also Beto, an Argentine almost my age, but you'll note again that at the time was in the ERP in Argentina, then moved to Italy and now lives here. Quite disappointed Italian left-most of the electorate who voted for the various left and eventually he was always right, "for example, the endless discussions, the lack of organization, warlordism and personalism, nepotism and cronyism. I says to myself, I thought to myself as I listened, letting it cool me coffee, the number of cups per day have declined for health reasons. And went on to say that scientific socialism these days there was nothing scientific Accountt new, I thought, had been shown for example in Libya, South Africa, Zimbabwe, to some extent Nicaragua, etc., That everywhere least, it seems, in Cuba, one of the causes of the collapse of the socialist camp was that the presidents and leaders, the party leadership, starting just fine, but after a few years or decades are corrupted, they power up to the head, lowers them locurita and / or persecute and start carving up the country with its partners, to liquidate its perceived competitors and end up as a dictator surrounded by a clique. Tata Even Stalin, who had filled the offices of Kremlin cronies and fellow and had left no puppet head in different positions and trends of the socialist camp. "That's a broken record," he said, "and I said Barbas Goat (Trotsky) in crimes of Stalin and The Revolution Betrayed. Also in one of these a thing of the human condition, yet still? We are about animals, "he said. Of course I know that this runs counter to the idea of \u200b\u200bthe Marxists, or some who claim to be Marxists (what, at this point?) That humans are fundamentally good, little angels, that the masses have a compass infallible (the instinct of the masses). That was more or less what I said,

But he has always been rapid and more when nervous, I was saying that if he had seen the series of the Terminator films, de ese futuro regido por máquinas, que había un grano de verdad en todas esas representaciones de la cultura de masas—y no tan de masas, tuve ganas de decirle—yo no me he perdido una, y hasta me compré los libros, y eso que tengo un doctorado y por ahí hasta dicen que soy un intelectual. Pero había cierta razón en su argumento posterior. Y aunque parezca al comienzo descabellado, a lo mejor es una buena manera de evitar la corrupción y la decadencia de los regímenes socialistas del ‘socialismo real’, como a veces todavía se le denomina curiosamente. Todavía no conozco un socialismo irreal. Bueno, las derechas siempre dicen que el socialismo va contra la así llamada ‘naturaleza humana’, its most ardent spokesmen often combine Christian fundamentalism and a sick materialistic Darwinian conception of man, which has been totally schizophrenic, but that works for them, since they are still driving the ship and cutting the cheese as well.
Well, to summarize the Beto I said that advances in technology and cybernetics, the increased capacity of computers, nanotechnology, advanced techniques in medicine, etc.-Guagua L'Amore, now a waitress in this cafe, let the stripper and is enrolled in college, tried to stop listening with the ear-would allow both the completion of myth of the cyborg, an alliance of the human body and mechanical elements, as supercomputers, which in turn could lead to artificial intelligence. The future revolutionary party / socialist future would have a central committee composed of artificial intelligence to get into their 'middle', people would have to prove they were 60% artificial at least. Guagua
Talking with (not her real name) a few days later, the cafe, I had to say that in principle it's Beto and did not seem so crazy that I would call him a curiously over the phone that apostle of the virtual does not like to use email-to apologize for having taken chunga a little and having become so heavy and a bit ironic. Sandy told me that if he came to share with me their stuff, the ideas that occurred to him was because he respected me and I felt that I had no right to behave ironic with him. Then I said that in any case already had been spent in anger and was now in another, he had said that the pictures of Bin Laden would not be released because it would never become clear that it was actually a alien ... then I put the phone. I think I'll delete the number of Beto

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Neruda

Jorge Etcheverry

When taken by students, supported by much of the body
faculty and staff in one of the days of university reform in the sixties
Suddenly the poet read to support
making the right university reform

the goats, the girls of the barricades and the classrooms
Chile
That change would specify in a few years and would be repaid with blood and fire
and we would spread to many other emerging and mature voices, marginal or mainstream
That like a flock of seagulls were going to pose in the Four Sides of the World, some stayed around nested
At times, sometimes in his work, reminiscent of Neruda. Pablo Neruda

with his beret I think rail read Heights Matilde
singing or accompanying on guitar
I do not remember
Some friends came to see us since we had erected barricades just outside the right
budding poets, activists or supporters of various groups and parties of the left simple
students stuck in the roll necks
's and young
Friends poetic adventure that began with different level of affinity or future divergence

Others with whom we approached or distanciábamos in strategies or tactics that could lead to the New World

We were going to create alternatives to take heaven by assault
range we proposed as promising, perhaps from the sky
We were going to install here, among us, at hand, in the neighborhood
That's what it was
Amid all this talk of a country open
a nation at that time prepared without knowing these changes, as I drowned in blood

but perhaps not entirely
Neruda

But before there among the students and the years
His voice and red hair of his companion
His words like birds flying around dark or light Connecting

times And we repeat here putting together a little part of our life with these colorful threads
To form the vast tapestry that that was the revolution And
failed revolutions
distorted or achieved other
And looming in the distance coming
And of that other world again Maybe

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was a senseless death. Do not blame anyone. Although, if I had to find a spark of that came from the facts, that it led to my mother.

I had just come from the faculty. I went home and, as usual, I dropped the books at the dinner table.

─ Grandma, I'm here! Where goes the most beautiful in the world? ... No answer.

I went to the bathroom.

While the liquid drained lemon yellow, secreted by the kidneys, which then passed to the bladder and is expelled through the urethra to the outside, I realized that something did not fit on the shelf. It was known there, the only one using a device I was shaving, because the grandmother did not, and Mom got along with the wax. Who was then that set of brush, razor and soap placed so richly in our bathroom?

─ Grandma! ─ turned to scream. Then appeared.

He brought a breath of heaviness in his eye.

─ What's up? ─ asked, walking in the light around.

I explained that mom had committed to taking a tenant, a friend without a job who was in distress. His argument was that as she paid the mortgage on the flat, I could get home to anyone who wanted. A 'quienquisiera' I met him later, when he finished settling in our lives. Feet tall, and pot-bellied old man. The guy in shorts strolled through the kitchen, toilet piss off or cut the fat sliced \u200b\u200bham, I had imported a 'Guevara', total, for which I stopped at home ... But then, when I heard what that was cooking on my back, I rode that of May 2.

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think not that I'm going to sleep in the room comes a stranger and get into my room!

─ Leonardo! Cried my mother, who only called me when he crossed the wires ─ Mira I call your father comes in and the chart.

─ What next? But if my father decades ago mustache since he came here. So we go to the youth: no job prospects, without parental references, not one euro in your pocket ... And to top it off, now, without the right to occupy the four walls that you own after the age of one and a half. No, no, I'm not going to sleep on the couch, so send my father, the father of the country, which is in heaven or the prime minister himself.

Di slam and went, without explanation, without food and, above all, without the jacket, I know that my mother fucking much.

When I returned, there were my notes, my movie collection, my stethoscope, my game of rackets, balls ... all packed in the hallway. Oh, God! ... I could even remotely imagine that, thereafter, the only possessive that I kept their own space and identifiable, and not mine: my room was renamed your room (it), so , around the nose. Two alternatives: either agree to eviction without protest or emancipate you: it most unlikely option, since I am a student, I have a penny I do not know put a washer, or cooking. Mop gives me allergies and the iron does not understand me, and I singed the navel to the peak to stretch a shirt.

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Peace, Leo, look for a site for your stuff. ─ the grandmother, who unfortunately was positioned on my side from the beginning.

still, and before he returned the guy with the rest of their belongings, I had time to rescue some pictures of my friends hanging on the wall would not stop at the mercy of anyone's eyes . Now, as you can think of touching the posters of Homer Simpson, is the need to see me.

In the afternoon, turned mom. He introduced me to his friend. "Hi," I said without getting up, and kept watching TV, not going to mount a welcome mat ...

─ Leo, son, help your grandmother in the kitchen while accompanied Ferdinand to his room. I looked askance, I rummaged in the seat and ended up biting my nails. Not explode because the wages would have cost me playing ─ and once for refusing to throw in the trash ─, but hey, so was not going to be the thing.

That night, of course, did not need to come my father engages me on the sofa with two pillows, a blanket, the blanket of flowers and crocheted washcloth hanging back, every time I looked, made me want to blow my snot on it.

I spent the week without a miserable little room in which to escape, listening to music, collect dirty clothes or get my girlfriend. Since then, she did not tell, I felt a cockroach cornered. I said, and believed it, that we were changing the ground, and, over time, better not come at home. Without wifi, the computer on the table the host and the urgent recommendation of Don Fernando disturb the right and necessary, to see how I was explaining to my girlfriend who could not communicate via Messenger.

─ Bethlehem, baby, what fault do I have that this clinker is mounted at home and one of the builders will charge the monitor to moving it?, People, it is very unprofessional ...

Since my closet could not disengage from the wall was built, "and my clothes were inside, I was supposed to, from time to time, could enter the bedroom to get my stuff. Came, I changed shirts, slippers, looking for my gym bag, I tried a sweatshirt, another ..., jeans, those before ... maybe a tracksuit ... does not ... My plan: annoying, annoying and hassle. Meanwhile, the guy poker face waiting at the door by tapping the ground with his foot. Of course, every time I bumped into him in the hall I would pull the jaw and ear biting me.

The grandmother, meanwhile, I spent the part:

─ This morning, when he went to buy a newspaper, I was snooping through his stuff. Have pictures with all that rabble of magazines: the Masiel, the Almodóvar ..., and with the King. You know, that friend of your mother is a picky. Has bought a minibar, one of those modern refrigerators that looks like a stool. Inside, keep a few bottles of mineral water. What, you tap the loose the belly?

─ Grandma, "I protested," you do not get, you know that Mom is a genius of thunder. If you learn to spy on his friend, just bundled us both.

This soap opera had become my life, when it happened what had to happen.

was in anatomy class. I looked out the window unattended when Victor gave me a note: "Kid, you take some time in the land of the zombies." Since then the issue affected me, not just because of losing my space but for the obvious personal negative defeat. After school, I spoke with him.

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get in the water you drink a drop of antifreeze from the car and send it to another neighborhood without a trace ─. Victor joked.

That night, I dreamed of bottles and jugs of antifreeze that chase me everywhere. "Help! Want to kill me "─ I cried. And the bottles are multiplying as the mercury hit them with my racket. I woke up sweating, tachycardia and dry mouth. Imagine that guy as a gustito in my bed while I was debating between the crocheted doily, the narrowness of the sofa and nightmares saturated my inner monster. To hell with my career, my girlfriend, my friends, my tennis trophies, weekly pay and five boxes of condoms that I caught in a tender. In my head and there was only one idea: "Charge this guy."

the moment, and to avoid suspicion, I adopted a more tolerant attitude at home. For example, total looked to Don Fernando stoicism free to leave the bathroom when I wanted. If the need was imminent, I grabbed the fly with both hands and wait. I even went to school with the same clothes the day before, to avoid having to enter the room, look in the closet and inconvenience to the tenant. Mom was delighted, surprised his friend and grandmother a little fly. My plan, however, paid no doubt. He had started what I called "Operation Water." To do this, I needed the hours in which Fernando was not at home, access to one of your bottles and pour some antifreeze in the water. I do not know if it worked or was it just a joke that was marked Victor, certainly, nothing lost in trying. Needed, yes, the collaboration of the grandmother.

─ I'll change my clothes. You stay at the door, and if you listen Fernando reach let me know. Ok, Grandma?

Poor thing, now think of it, should have told the truth to say that I was going to charge this guy, not to worry, that the method was safe, and without fingerprints. But I did not.

water bottles in his fridge Fernando kept me greatly facilitated work, always found an open window. Unscrewed the cap and dropped a trickle of product, which was diluted in a perfect camouflage. From there, when we passed in the hallway, kitchen or bathroom door, studying the face of my victim, his movements, the tone of his voice ..., looking for signs that I confirm the effect. However, apart from a slight cold, the he recovered quickly, I found no other sign that adding a bit of optimism for my future. The guy looked like a freshly painted door: glitter in her hair, ingrown cheeks, gloss, luster and shine. Still, you have to stick a shot of poison was me, kill me and go.

Amid such vagary, appeared grandmother.

─ Do you know ...? Puñeta anyone makes my grandson without getting my revenge.

─ Revenge? ─ strange question.

─ That is, honey. If the preppy that only drink bottled water than tap water is you feel bad.

turned pale ...

─ What do you mean, grandmother? Inquire ─ disoriented.

─ lot. She answered ─ mischievous face. ─ I am changing the water bottles for tap. To see if it causes colitis and goes to sleep in the bathroom.

"Well, my plan to ruin" ─ I thought. I winked and pinched her nose. What else could I do? ... However, before entering the kitchen, unclear thinking I walked through the front.

─ Grandma, tell me, if you're changing the water at the tap, what do you do with it was in the bottle?

─ What do you think, dear? So expensive that is life ... Then drink it, honey. Drink it.

Yeast Infection After Exposure

It is the third hole that opens. I do not know what you want, but it takes all morning digging around the pool.
Here I am in the clouds with my glasses, like Peter Pan as Captain Hook notes, though the gardener of my urbanization is a pirate, or anything like it. Rather it is a man very efficient enclosure that keeps the sweet, well-trimmed hedges, lawns separate the pristine pool water and that little road has been cut stones of ten. Anyway, I do not understand why their activity is now focused on opening holes, lie in the grass and look inside. Then he goes and closes, wipes his brow with a handkerchief and return to dig elsewhere. How curious ... Will you be looking for a treasure? ...
Now, I turn my lens to the roof of my neighbor: "The French Lieutenant's Woman." I call because I think her husband was already retired military. She is about sixty (Or more), but if not for the glass, no one would say. My neighbor spends his days singing, sweep and mop the balcony thousand times and maintained so vivid flowers that look like plastic, well, it's alive and plastic could be taken as an incongruity, but it is not. My neighbor is thin like the teeth of a comb. Today wearing a sleeveless shirt and a pair of skinny little frayed. The hair in a casual ponytail, carefully disheveled, a pair of sandals and a half round bracelet on his arm, just a few inches of the elbow.
The truth is that neither of these two scenes inspired me a damn. So, today, my rust colored glass. Maybe, maybe, maybe ... if I care I miss him a bit and imagination, could mix together and get something out of these two stories. For example: "My neighbor told the gardener who, after cleaning the house and care for her ailing husband, likes to go down to the pool for a while, soak up the sun and enjoy the moment, because there in the grass is always pinch of what people call happiness. "

Alfaya Mercedes Martín.

Numbness In Arm And Fast Heartbeat

And we said OK ...