tzarowski @ 2006-10-31T11: 34:00
Oaxaca bursts of indignation,
Zionists in Palestine tired gunfire echoed not,
letters that spoke of the Sahara and Afghanistan deleted with
time and Iraq is still waging battles in a war that never began and ended many months ago.
rots Madrid tabloids and disgust among people and nougat Christmas shopping at the supermarket on duty. The child cries because it has the new game while the father pays by credit card dried leg of a pig tortured for months. Cry
the world and in December we will be happy again. Because we covered our eyes because we love each other blind.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Milena Velba Pool Table
tzarowski @ 2006-10-30T12: 34:00
Inspira. Breathe. Inspire ... Breathe. Look at the clock
meantime.
Hear the bells of the cathedral which marks the passage of time.
Time passes and does not return.
The ice melt in the drinks and the cigar you consume, sandals
your life in a paper booklet and the nose you get the hours that no one will return.
Time passes and does not return.
Run the clock impatiently, wild and furious does not stop. And I merciless
steps every minute. And only you were
dueñx of your time.
Inspira. Breathe. Inspire ... Breathe. Look at the clock
meantime.
Hear the bells of the cathedral which marks the passage of time.
Time passes and does not return.
The ice melt in the drinks and the cigar you consume, sandals
your life in a paper booklet and the nose you get the hours that no one will return.
Time passes and does not return.
Run the clock impatiently, wild and furious does not stop. And I merciless
steps every minute. And only you were
dueñx of your time.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Recipe Converting Drop Cookie To Bar Cookie
tzarowski @ 2006-10-26T13: 59 : 00
aware of his eternal curiosity and inability to know every one of the consequences of the infinite possibilities that put him ahead, he trembled. The beauty of art and the thrill he felt were not products of the breeze that ran on the terrace, if not to know his eternal ignorance.
And thought it was launched from the third floor. And he broke his leg just out of curiosity, just to know the consequences of another possibility presented to him.
aware of his eternal curiosity and inability to know every one of the consequences of the infinite possibilities that put him ahead, he trembled. The beauty of art and the thrill he felt were not products of the breeze that ran on the terrace, if not to know his eternal ignorance.
And thought it was launched from the third floor. And he broke his leg just out of curiosity, just to know the consequences of another possibility presented to him.
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