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unaddressed letter

Thus ends the story of a writer who decided to stop writing the story of a man who threw the literature for fear of resurrecting the muse who killed him, to bind walking barefoot on clay.


This time, the compass does not point to nowhere, pointing to all possible sites. Surge chill thinking of the last night of reflection. Uncertainty is the centerpiece of a feast of food too raw and overcooked at the same time.

Rivers of creativity. Mares innovation. Oceans of reinvention. Heat winter cold dust dunes that form in the library of the unconscious. Through the window you can see, despite the fog, hundreds of thousands of trees of ideas ever devised.

One last breath: so or principle? One question that comes to mind not to be answered, is all.

The role was spent both erase and rewrite the same story in different languages \u200b\u200band at different times. Trusted to the last moment the possibility of a change. Made beyond the impossible: to study law to reform the Penal Code to you free, to set the Bible theology and justify our sins. Where is Moses to change the Commandments, to amend your faults and explain my exodus?

My pores do not stop sweating anxiety, anxiety mixed with nostalgia, nostalgia mixed with nostalgia, longing for calendars worn by the second dead, living the life I lost, I lost sleep for dreaming, for a woman too cold and far away to be human.

And that is so characteristic cold killed the power of my voice and I became the closest thing to silence. I loved the vacuum and every one of the factors which implies the lack of direction, of the cemeteries of dried tears, what it means to live fateful day to day not knowing who or what will be tomorrow.

teacher, student, mother, sister, partner, friend, lover, absolutely all the reasons, the most luminous moment, happiness, play and innocence. The pioneer of this assault on the insanity, the paradox, my rival, my perennial competition, my unfinished business. For you without saying your name.

I have very short memories when it suits me. I forgot absolutely everything that tormented me for years. The wounds do not hurt and the old scars and not remember. In the treasure box of memories just as glorious, extraordinary thoughts, strained smiles teeth that do not teach, games ephemeral reflections of light eyes, outrageous laughter, conversation, trails, tracks in mud in the park forever.

No room for no tears, no room for no pain at the image I made up to star in the stories they tell to my children's children: the story of the unknown girl who changed my life without meaning and reinvented the art of living.
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let your presence be urgent and that your absence will be made as comforting as you in my arms. I do not remember the exact day he decided to sell my eyes to see, think and feel like you're with me all the time. I do not remember the exact day I decided to record your voice in my ears and listen to your chorus of silence when loneliness eats away at me damn guts. I do not remember the exact day that the paradox was normal in our lives, irresistible, inevitable, so subtle. I do not remember the exact day I decided to get away and do your best not to cross your path. I have you really panic, you're more than that: my truth.

empty so strange What is freedom! Feeling was more than five years without experiencing. Cold feeling that fills my breast a gentle but constant unbearable pain.

Sorry, could not keep the promise I made with wooden rose

A final peaceful, sublime. A final left to the imagination any further attempts to prolong the argument. The same song always announces that the act ended.

ashes of what was left feeling light into a huge cry of pain which meant the agony of the greatest love a man who has become a woman.

Am I really alone? Does anyone expect me out of this damn funeral?

The whistling of wind made the leaves dance of those huge trees, ancient, they had while waiting, they had ever called me by my full name even before they think my birth. Deep forest that reminded me I had to cut down trees - regardless of its beauty, horror, their roots, its history or madness - to go ahead and set a new course.

I was slave to my obsession for too long and a day - sooner or later I'm sure it will end up destroying: literature, success, happiness, wealth, recognition and even her. Fortune favors

moment after the funeral and appears after the last day of the novena. A final letter without the recipient, there is nothing left to write.

Caught Smelling Moms Feet

probably need another five years to write another book of 300 pages, perhaps a little less. I am absolutely clear that we should not rush to history or to anticipate events.

While I prefer to watch the sunset from the cliff and realizing that looks exactly like you in the distance and will remain so regardless of what they were to go or what to do ... get

This deshistoria has taught me that every sleepless night counting the stars - just to make time - has paid off and has been a cause of this

reunion ... I'm just a writer, I can not help it. Every move you make when you breathe, every gesture of your hand, each expression lines that form when you smile and so particular that you have to see the world, the transcription of poetry.

damn'd give this gift to share with you as long as the sea breeze hitting my face and makes my eyes break to mourn in silence, the view from this cliff and every one of the stars that make up its roof in this town each lost in the middle of nowhere.

And being completely drunk in your arms, lying on your belly like the first day and resting after a long time and many others who did not become. No fear, no pain, no time to think before and after time.

And you are absolutely drunk in my arms on the street ever, surpassing the old pages that forced us from afar, before finishing up at the entrance to my house where it all began.

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Tales From the cliff of demons

long time ago, but not so long ago not to remember, Satan received an urgent telegram requiring him to report to God. Without hesitation, I guess because Satan was more idle than ever, the evil entity decided to ascend to the heavens to give a little walk to their Creator. You know, it is better to avoid problems with the Old.

The Devil was a little uneasy, eons had not seen the Lord and diplomatic relations between Heaven and Hell were a bit frozen. As a result, to avoid the comments of the gossips, Lucifer overly managed well to give a correct impression, dressed in his suit with gold thread and diamond tie, combed her wings and long hair and perfumed with the essence of the best roses of Eden. Satan looked stunning as always. Furthermore, to avoid any prospect of tension, the Devil produced a delicate gift of precious stones of the seventh pan of Hades for Father show his affection and respect. Satan is very good with details!

At the entrance of Paradise, San Pedro did not bother to ask for explanations and opened the door without even looking up. To conceal their nausea, pretended that he was calling the cell phone and avoid the predicament that would mean crossing words with the boy long horns. The holy man walked away with phone in hand and looking askance at his office, Lucifer could put up with and it would be unforgivable to win ground in the heavenly places.

However, beyond the discomfort of San Pedro and his colleagues for the presence of the Unmentionable, we can not forget that Lucifer never lost his capacity as Angel of the Lord, still had his citizenship intact and valid ID showing the hierarchy of the heavenly Cherubim. In short, the supposed villain of the game had every right to move for Eden. Small detail! Who would have thought that the prisoner would return?

already in Paradise, San Miguel Archangel greeted him with a distant - Good! - It was obvious the distrust and discomfort of Miguelito by this bizarre version of the parable of the Prodigal Son. The best thing was to act diplomatically so, if the parent needs to meet with the Devil is because I had to meet with the devil, full stop. The logic of the Lord is impossible to understand! Also, what he did and say what you think, the LULA (Universal Law of Free Will) did not contain any items relating to the return of the devil, therefore, could not do anything to stop its progress. What pod!

For millions of years ago an event happened not so prominent in the heights, it was logical that all local people feel shocked and very confused. The souls did their best not to run directly with the Devil but, paradoxically, looking for a way to see it "from afar." A joker a seraph came shouting - long live the Devil! - Satan saw a little boy who looks cheeky and very thick answered with his radio voice: No! What die! What to burn in Hell! An acid test and exquisite humor of the Lord of Darkness.

relied on the commentary on his Infernal Majesty to clarify some doubts, tell them that it's burning in Hell is one of the biggest lies invented by the Church. Hell is not as bad as he is painted, on the contrary, is an exciting place and full Goodie: tropical paradise, white sand beaches and luxury hotels with decent care of Cancun or Punta Cana Also, considering that in the basement the night is eternal, as options for relaxation can find bars with drinks exotic restaurants all you can eat and nightclubs frequented by Attila, Hitler, Napoleon, Pinochet and company. It's hilarious to see these guys brag about their past glories, give interviews to the media biased infernianos and participate in these programs, contests and fifth-sexual content.

But everything has its rationale, any male soul out on television's Abyss is guaranteed success with the beautiful ladies in the place of "everlasting punishment." In short, these sluts are the bane of politicians, priests, rabbis and pastors ... But what's the problem? In the neighborhood of Satan, being all dead, STDs have no place in games of love and lust. Speaking as a Christian, good non-fattening, does not kill or pregnant. A dream come true!

Ironically, the people of Hades called to his home branch of Heaven. A place full of anarchy, shots, drug trafficking, kidnapping, corruption and inefficiency but where we live - or do not live ... I do not know what is the term applied to spirits - in a hectic but fun. Thanks to this, for all infernianos you have to do with God and his utopia of "Perfect Universe" is boring and old fashioned ...

With regard to Satan, the head of the underworld, is a nice guy, ethical, near and consistent, but you have to pass good money from time to time so that does not get hormonal and conflict. In exchange for this "tithe mandatory," says Beelzebub paid vacation leave, scouring the patience to fatal car of the year, tickets for food, housing policy and many other duties that are irrelevant to the development of this story ...

back to the heavenly garden, two freshly killed Lucifer approached him for insulting him and get him out of Paradise to the force - We scour the Devil lives cheesy! Your temptations almost lead us to Hell! - Devil ipso facto stopped and approached them at the speed of light to be an inch of their noses: Free will! ... If you have complaints speak with the Old. Wise response of Satan, as usual.

The rest of the journey of Satan was much quieter, too quiet. To make time, the guest of honor decided to ride around back and forth while humming camp songs and prayed about evangelical Our Fathers "and if the mocha." But all was not perfect. After several minutes of intense prayer, the Devil was surprised when he arrived outside the palace of the Lord. Saints looked around for no reason and flagellating malnourished beating his chest to take off the air, crying virgins and not-so unspoiled envied the mourners because, as they were closer to God. There were also three mad prophets preach in languages \u200b\u200bthey did not exist and that no one cared to understand: I understand, he thought Lucifer as he scratched his chin, looking very, Old Man called me because he has no one intelligent talk. All insane! Will it help? Best I miss him a hand so do not despair and give up destroying to calm his temper. Impulsive!

God was in trouble, who better than the devil to save him? With this, our friend was cordially Fallen Angel Guest did not have to worry about the Wrath of God or any cherub brave dare to constrain it. However, Satan, always polite and practitioner of the rules of civility and decency, knocked on the door before entering the palace, God may be unwell.

But how is the palace of the Lord? "Gold, platinum, silver and diamonds? But no! The place is much less ostentatious than the average believer may think, polished stone floors, white walls, furniture with simple shapes, natural lighting and perfect temperature. The only surprising thing is the hundreds of thousands of TV monitors satellite and Internet at the speed of light. God must be informed at all times! Right in the middle of the main room is a stand that supports the Book of Life and in the bottom of the enclosure is located a huge gallery with pictures of all her children equally goats and sheep. What charm!

Finally, the devil came to the house and tried to get comfortable in what appeared to be an armchair. I was very nervous and was sweating buckets. The minutes passed and the Creator does not appear anywhere, Beelzebub became impatient and he called out in full force: Are you? It is assumed that you are always, right? Came a powerful echo the scream and stayed for half an hour shaking the windows of the room. Satan's heart was tachycardia due to the uncertainty. As God had said for some unknown reason and now gave him a very great and given away wins to appear ...

But the sweet hopes came to an end. As if it were the song of a nightingale, a piece of Vivaldi or the laughter of a newborn baby, the Voice of God was heard in the ears of the Devil. A perfect voice, impressive, relaxing and comforting: Here I am loved Lucifer! I wanted to see your reaction to my tardiness. How God looked?, What was your dress?, Did a long beard and hair to toe? Best we leave it to the next story ...

The Dark Lord smiled at his father, rose from her chair and walked to where the voice came from looking at the floor. Then he turned with trembling hands the gift he had prepared for the Lord, and, although it seems impossible, moved Almighty responded in the best way: Okay Lucifer! Everyone wants and few are very grateful. Without words!

Then, looking down the tension, Lord Satan invited to take a tea infusions as they strolled through the gallery of the children of God. Satan began to mourn when he realized that his portrait was exactly the same place as before his rebellion and Dear God, as a good father he is, he wiped tears with his handkerchief and took the opportunity to fix the unkempt beard with his fingers and adjusted his tie. The devil did not seem to care much about the issue and did not miss the opportunity to pat his back to his master as proof of affection. Then they sat on the edge of a fountain crystal clear and without realizing both fell asleep. Of course, the dreaded Lucifer sat back in the legs Almighty. The reunion between father and son seemed to be a resounding success ...

Where were the journalists of Eden and Hades to document this fact can not be beaten? Satan stayed in the lap of God and the Lord of the most affectionate with Lucifer, like the Wicked Santico was very well behaved. Perhaps, does this mean the end of the war between the two sides?, "Lucifer again take its place as second in command?

No! The honeymoon did not last forever ... The Devil got up a few minutes with the hair sticking up, with a terrible dark circles and completely shocked: What are you doing Lord Heavenly King God? I am the devil, the incarnation of evil! No more tomfoolery! The old grain! What the hell are you?

How did God before the change of Satan? Instead of bothering, the Supreme gave him a terrible fit of laughter, so much so that he began to mourn and a vile worm writhe on the floor. Lucifer did not have the slightest idea what to do, not knowing if or stick a smile hypocritically cachetón the Omnipresent to react. Satan, always relevant, decided to stand by and simply watch the grace of the Father with all due respect ...

After two hours, the distressed rejoined Lord, lay on a couch that pulled out of nowhere and waved to the devil to come closer. God sighed and said between his teeth, I do not know what to do Lucifer. I came to a sad conclusion: the problem is me, maybe. We talk all the time in their language, I give signals, they pleased their fancies, even give them what they do not need to feel satisfied. My message does not reach them or twist and good, you follow you and ... Lucifer interrupted to avoid misunderstandings, and child's voice answered with a shrug: good Communication consultants, social networks and corporate image!

all ... God got up and started walking around the couch for about seven hours and stood Lucifer, alert for any contingency, am I going? Uncomfortable?, Said the source of all evil as he was about to lose his composure. Jehovah made a hand gesture telling him to stay and Satan, then, had all eternity to wait ... Advantages of immortality!

Suddenly, the Lord stopped short, an exaggerated smile and opened his eyes wide: eureka! I have the solution! I'll order! Our Friend the Evil One seemed not to understand: Oh? Do I care why? God flew around and singing like a tenor answered his prodigal son to all men and women! The humanity! Thunderstruck, with goose bumps and dilated pupils, Satan said with some satisfaction: do it for you Lord. The consecration of the world!

... And we all know what happened.


Images, very good indeed, of Alberto Montt.

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ANTV Viva! The most successful channel this nascent 2011

Happy 2011! It is assumed that the first entry should begin this new year with a tender phrase they crease the heart and awaken their most sensitive, warm and human. But what would that? Money?, "Fame?, Do you recognize?," Rejoicing?, "To be the godfather of one of their children? Bah! Let's play to be sensible, rather than fill their heads with honeyed profanity and useless, I hope this new cycle have enough money to not depend on a fucking half, good health to enjoy that dirty money and the best companies for that your life is full of rumba and Guaguanco. Trip! Fuck sick! By the way, how long should be given the happy year?

Let's talk a little TV

Venevision and Televen stink demons and Globovisión Venezolana de Television are the ultimate proof that Christian died journalistic fairness in this country, I Canal there, TVes is a kind of freak amorphous and without any sense and VIVE is ... What the hell is LIVE? Motivated to my previous statements, I dare to conclude that the space more attuned to the nascent 2011 will, no doubt and no argument, ANTV. Who dares to contradict me? The arrival of the opposition has become a phenomenon full of laughter, intrigue, gossip, love and hate!

ANTV The new programming

• recharged Interview: the controversial journalist Miguel Angel Rodriguez did not lose the opportunity of insulting - FIX: put evidence - the members of the ruling nobles. Could it be that after the debate will be a furtive kiss? You caught Miguelito!

• Wake Maria Corina!: who would not dream of waking up next to this mighty thin? In this program you will have a magical and explosive encounter with coffee and breakfast right. One hour you will not be enough! Does the space have problems with the Act and electronic media spring? Oh Dad!

• Mozilla is burned me! : Israel Sotillo, an expert in information and communication technologies and topics of Web 2.0, you can wander through the salient points of the digital universe. Because there is not only Internet, there is also Mozilla!

• Legislature and win!: the most successful game show in television history. Directed by the always eloquent, and relevant, Iris Valera and Fernando Soto Rojas. Deputies and Deputies will meet in a no rules fight to prove who is the real safe sex. Impels!

• Plata, sweat and tears!: an innovative project created with the intention to teach legislators at both the governing and opposition the art of raising your hand to win a millonamentazón if it will not pass any law fucking usual "signal?

• Who Wants to Be President?: Machado, Borges, Diosdado (under the pseudonym "Yotejodoporlaespalda") Radonsky Carriles, Lopez, Ledesma, Pablo Perez, Henry Falcon, the lost soul and the body Caldera Carlos Andrés frozen, will face the most difficult challenges posed by the ruthless Lord Candanga. Only one of them will be eligible for the 2012 elections. Will they survive? Perhaps, the end of the world is near?

• The Return of the Negro from Batey: Aristobulus dancing, singing and gives you the best fashion advice, runway, trends, fitness, nutrition, etiquette and good manners. Who better to teach you to be Aristobulus cool?

Assembly
• Starring: 165 deputies, a scenario, 1500 cameras scattered throughout the landmark building, zero censorship. Participants and participants will be locked for 6 years, with the right to re-election indefinitely, in the Legislative Palace and will fight against the terrible temptation to skip the talanquera.

• Maria Corina at night ...: talk show animated by the always beautiful congresswoman. The lady can wander through the hottest events and hot topics of the National Assembly. Want to know what happens in the bathrooms of Congress? Did you know that some MP saved dildos in her seat to relax after the special meetings? Did you know that more than one representative is addicted to destructive focaína? Read everything in Maria Corina night ...!

• Wild On! Chamber: encouraged by Diosdado Cabello, one of the richest men in this country - After Maria Corina Machado and family - and possessor of the most beautiful eyes of the National Assembly. Our brand new members, after debating for hours without reaching any agreement, become the floor in an area of \u200b\u200bwild rumba, alcohol and sex everywhere. Daring the late Cinema RCTV to fall short much porn!

Do I have or I have no reason? ANTV "is not a wonder? Who would have thought that Venezuela would become a true audiovisual material exporter of high bill? Who said oil?

Suggestions welcome for new programs!