Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Dvp-sr200p Br Destravar

singularities ... Snowflake


Descojonado is that I, or should I say better =^.^=, else but the truth. Within of both "transcendentalism" linguistic and ideological, with no rhyme or reason and that nothing new says if not the opposite, to find pages and writings as those of Circe dear ... is like finding an oasis in the desert Sahara, to say the one that catches close that if any worse Hayles.

only have to enter your myspece, I think I have put on the head ... but that's going to live in the country of flowers lollipop .... is just great ... but dear Circe: no find the tree of sugus? ... to see if the next visit and you're more dedicated or not, you look better ... Rag sure he finds it.

Hahahaha ... I'm still with laughter:

http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=306577376&blogId=534700958

Certainly the picture on the stone swing is great. ..

And another by the way, the Dragon gave Alfa the sun too much and shut the breath ... it hurts ... but it seemed to come from the beginning ... but knowing how a day is such reopen it or make more or puts us tod @ sa birth or we raised to the altar ... you never know.

The drawing of the dragon is the work of Martin Spina, clicking on the title page and comment out your creations that I like a long time. PS



The Dragon Alfa hustler and now. Com ... I'm glad that the place is ...

Friday, June 25, 2010

Noise Stomach Lie Down




Since today is the bridge, but Curran, things are quiet and gives me time to take a virtual look at certain places that had long not frequent. And I find myself in a blog a question that catches my attention. Just put the first paragraph as follows beyond my understanding.

Is the threshold of our disorders "membership of uniqueness" in each one of us? Stunned

I stay because it is so difficult, but how hard is that I do not understand, answer that question I'm blank at the screen. Can the singularity be membership? ... I think not, in the sense that I understand the membership. Perhaps the correct question should be: Is the threshold of our disorder to be unique?.

can not belong to something so that something unique when is plural, and membership is. Being single, I mean human beings (also true for the rest of the animal, vegetable and mineral) is to have a particularity, a distinction, a separation of the ordinary, "something" ultimately makes us different to any other. (Seen and almost everything would be unique ... but not because there are constant or not own rules and is what makes us unique. For example, the famous monkey above).
membership
And what is it?. Let us say "The sense of belonging means attachment to something that is considered important, like people, things, groups, organizations or institutions, which helps to remove or mitigate the solitude that today affects human conglomerates, promoting insensitivity, selfishness, distrust, and a progressive sense of insecurity and helplessness .... "

The singularity is a non-transferable personal property, maybe a feature of our genes can go perpetuating over time , that is something that belongs to us does not create ownership per se.

Belonging is the feeling of attachment to things that are related both culturally and ideologically. And that is something you choose.

Anyway I have to think a bit more about that in the "property" and "singularities".

I had the weekend to reflect, among other things like hanging out with friend l @ s @ s that have come, whom I have care and other necessities to take care of my own unique life. And I think that the use, or rather the misuse of words are adjectives or names, together more or less artistic to create confusion or bad sound, is an egocentric exercise where such use is made of how to love provide a veneer highbrow to our interventions.
words, that bunch of letters together and sundered, are like numbers and musical notes. Combinations are endless ... but we can go as a masterpiece as a colossal blunder, a melodious song or a terrible noise, a cluster of scribbles that do not understand nor see the same that created them.

To summarize: I'm single, I have uniqueness. I belong to the human race, I have earthly possessions (that is nothing and sometimes all) out of the ordinary. But I have no membership of singularity. Therein lies the crux of the issue: how to use the words.

Of course there will always be people who like it more as sounding dissonant and vice versa ... but that is also part of the uniqueness of each and everyone.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Tips To Deep Throating



Hello, thank you very much for giving you the time to read this blog. In the entry before last I told you the story of Isabel Zuñiga 78 years old, whom his son bought him a plane ticket to travel from Los Mochis, Sinaloa to Guadalajara, Jalisco. Isabel uses her wheelchair to move, the airline Vivaaerobus felt unable to travel because it was "risky" for her and for not carrying a medical certificate.

I'll leave the five parts of this research. I think this story is part of these Other Notes do not usually go out daily in the media. The advantage is that Radio Universidad de Guadalajara, is a good place to get this type of case, and now this blog is also useful to publicize stories about airline discrimination people with disabilities.

In the first part, you can listen to the testimony of Isabel Zuniga and his son, who bought the plane ticket that finally did not use.



Abobo In the second part of the Federal Consumer investigating this case of discrimination.



In Part Three, the President of the National Council to Prevent Discrimination, Ricardo Bucio, explains that this Council is already aware of the case.



The fourth party, after more than 10 days of insistence, finally Vivaaerobus Carrier gives his arguments for not boarding the plane left Elizabeth.



In Part Five, you can listen to the answer of the President of the National Council to Prevent Discrimination after hearing the arguments presented by the public relations manager Vivaaerobus.





Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Clogged Marine Toilet

THE OTHER NIGHT MAGIC .. Camelo


Two nights for me have always had a special meaning: Twelfth Night and the Night of San Juan. Each with its distinct motivation, basically, they are still a mirage with which to pay off debts, or simply hope to have a catharsis.

Despite the circumstances, or rather because of them, there will be a night of celebration today ... but that does not stop dreaming and to clean the closet of the soul.

is a night to get rid of old junk, to burn the old furniture and knick-knacks, at least that's what we did in my childhood, but with the passing of the years I have come to realize it is something else.

And that something else involves cleaning out the backpack we carry on his back, throw it unusable, cast off ... in a word, build a bonfire and burn it all evil, malicious, pernicious, with which we have been filled during the year.

may seem childish ... but it is very healthy ... Happy

fires ...!!!! The

illustrating this discussion is taken from Rock-Cuiper blog ... and I thought it wonderful.