Stuck on the seat between the sale of scratch cards and that of cigarettes that do not light up in three different fragrances, no more no, I look with nothing more from him a light perfume, a curiosity with no expectations, a desire that is moving and opening, nothing more than that. And I wonder when was the last time I did something completely alone, without a move that had the duty, rationality, expectations of others, the conventions. Move like that, without a valid explanation to offer to those who would ask on behalf of the gesture, if not pleasure and interest in 'being with people I love, without any project unless the time for sharing. And this is a lie almost indistinguishable from getting lost. But I do not lose at all. I'll be back as light as I left in the hands smell of the breeze, in the eyes of the white house. In the heart, Vol
Friday, March 18, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Sonic Mouse Repellent Itouch
Sheets
René Char
Sheets Hypnosis, 1943-1944
tall grasses are awake that love does not have
If not by fire and the grip, and remorse prison.
After the ashes of the winner will be
And the account of evil;
The ashes will love;
The spinalba surviving the stroke of death;
's ashes will be you,
imaginary life of your property
its shadow.
René Char
Sheets Hypnosis, 1943-1944
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Ford Mustang Birthday Decorations
Back
still do not speak of the journey. There are many things I still have feelings and do not want to confine them in a finite thinking. The items will be. For now I enjoy the back, cuddling with pastry loved by Joyce and a special gift. It 's a cast iron teapot with a stunning green matte glaze. Well, you see it. It is not only a teapot and the teapot, the teapot of a lifetime, one I always dreamed of and that, as many things I have always wanted, I am never given, always good for some reason. There she was, all dressed up, with those flowers to soften the iron, the low profile, perfect proportions and, together, a mighty soft, a relaxed awareness, a resolute calmness. The smell of 'Oolong spreads at home, full, elegant, rich in nuances. A wonder to enjoy all this elegance, this deep, this combination of taste, time sensitivity. Not to mention the sweetness of perfume and other things. Good to be back, promising to start again.
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