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Decímelo again deletrealo explain us because they do not understand. I want it written on paper to bring me a mail carrier. I want to open an envelope. White as far as possible, stamped envelope. And slowly read a letter from you. If you tell me that NO decimelo writing deletrealo. On paper. After reading your letter telling me that I'm NOT going to elect a beautiful paper. And a white envelope. And I will copy over your data in the sender. Then I'll write you a letter. Brief. Again asking you to tell me. Deletrealo. And explain it because I do not understand. I'm going to write. And I'll fold the paper neatly. And I'll seal the envelope and stamps hit. I'm bringing the mail. I will wait patiently at home the response. If you're going to say NO decimelo again deletrealo. On paper. Writing. Roberto
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
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not you, is my Super I
:
was not sure if these lines begin with "Dear Bob", or "Dear Robert" ... I opted for "Roberto" plain, as you yourself read, write and the urgency of this to get their hands on the time indicated.
You may not understand now, and this may become one of the reasons why I write.
When I received his invitation to go I must confess, I do not know if I should do (however, the truth is a value of great importance, as well confess it) I felt an immense joy, something quite irrational. That's why I spent a significant time analyzing the causes of this sentiment and its possible consequences. I may be wrong, but that possibility does not keeps me awake, and that can never be confirmed or refuted. Would require recorriéramos born again and again the same way until this point and then change decision. If that is possible and with memories of previous life, I feel uneasy. But even that would be reincarnated as possible. About Roberto, Do you believe in reincarnation?
was not easy, but I think is right. I must say that this time will not accept your invitation, and proceed to argue this response as appropriate:
First, know what your idea of \u200b\u200bcouples. Perhaps you are of those people live in the moment informal without taking a real commitment. In that case we would lose time mutually and perhaps hurt us. In my case, I believe in lifelong union, and that's exactly what I want. And you?
Moreover, I do not know how old he is. Should be much older than me, would be a union marked by my fear of being widowed and unable to rebuild my life. I condemn in this case to a lonely old age and nostalgia. If you were much smaller than I thought it would be embarrassing that perhaps I'm his mother or his aunt. Also perhaps you live in fear of a premature widowhood for her age. Roberto never asked ... How old are you?
Besides, I do not know what you think about life, I say philosophically. Perhaps you are an idealist, a dreamer. In this case congeniaría to perfection with me, but who would take care of earthly affairs? Our union would be very romantic, but ultimately would have debts, financial problems, unstable material. Or maybe you too materialistic Roberto. And in that case we would live in a world too specific, no place for fantasy, poetry and art.
Enfin, I could continue my argument almost ad infinitum, but I see the time and barely have time to reach you this letter to the waiter at the little bar where you will always observe silence: her dark eyes so intense, the way distracted from sitting, his legs carrying discreetly the music background. Hopefully
understand that my interest you is genuine, so I'll take another period of time to evaluate whether or not to accept his invitation future. And hopefully the waiter delivered the envelope without delay, I would not think that I left standing. Maybe someday
to sign this letter with "yours always", for the moment I can not, you know you understand. Nor do I believe it is appropriate to use any other word loving. Put my name to dry maybe you would be cold and distant, but not be fooled by appearances. It is the best option and on the other hand will allow you recognize the sender out of this brief letter, I in this case. I hope I understand. Farewell
Martita
was not sure if these lines begin with "Dear Bob", or "Dear Robert" ... I opted for "Roberto" plain, as you yourself read, write and the urgency of this to get their hands on the time indicated.
You may not understand now, and this may become one of the reasons why I write.
When I received his invitation to go I must confess, I do not know if I should do (however, the truth is a value of great importance, as well confess it) I felt an immense joy, something quite irrational. That's why I spent a significant time analyzing the causes of this sentiment and its possible consequences. I may be wrong, but that possibility does not keeps me awake, and that can never be confirmed or refuted. Would require recorriéramos born again and again the same way until this point and then change decision. If that is possible and with memories of previous life, I feel uneasy. But even that would be reincarnated as possible. About Roberto, Do you believe in reincarnation?
was not easy, but I think is right. I must say that this time will not accept your invitation, and proceed to argue this response as appropriate:
First, know what your idea of \u200b\u200bcouples. Perhaps you are of those people live in the moment informal without taking a real commitment. In that case we would lose time mutually and perhaps hurt us. In my case, I believe in lifelong union, and that's exactly what I want. And you?
Moreover, I do not know how old he is. Should be much older than me, would be a union marked by my fear of being widowed and unable to rebuild my life. I condemn in this case to a lonely old age and nostalgia. If you were much smaller than I thought it would be embarrassing that perhaps I'm his mother or his aunt. Also perhaps you live in fear of a premature widowhood for her age. Roberto never asked ... How old are you?
Besides, I do not know what you think about life, I say philosophically. Perhaps you are an idealist, a dreamer. In this case congeniaría to perfection with me, but who would take care of earthly affairs? Our union would be very romantic, but ultimately would have debts, financial problems, unstable material. Or maybe you too materialistic Roberto. And in that case we would live in a world too specific, no place for fantasy, poetry and art.
Enfin, I could continue my argument almost ad infinitum, but I see the time and barely have time to reach you this letter to the waiter at the little bar where you will always observe silence: her dark eyes so intense, the way distracted from sitting, his legs carrying discreetly the music background. Hopefully
understand that my interest you is genuine, so I'll take another period of time to evaluate whether or not to accept his invitation future. And hopefully the waiter delivered the envelope without delay, I would not think that I left standing. Maybe someday
to sign this letter with "yours always", for the moment I can not, you know you understand. Nor do I believe it is appropriate to use any other word loving. Put my name to dry maybe you would be cold and distant, but not be fooled by appearances. It is the best option and on the other hand will allow you recognize the sender out of this brief letter, I in this case. I hope I understand. Farewell
Saturday, September 25, 2010
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3 ... 2 ... 1 ... Fire. Eva Desnudísma
The touch of a few words from you to my wait out sparks. Sparks increase in direct proportion to your words. The air you breathe out those sparks directed towards me. I find that my area there is fuel. I light.
The fire that comes in my area because of the sparks produced by rubbing a few words from you with my hopes, I throw everything that can be embarrassing. Drafts of millions of cards that you expected, three bus tickets, two photos, a drawing and excuses. And of course, to you. Throw you into the fire in my area and I find that there're also fuel and we both like playing with fire. 
The touch of a few words from you to my wait out sparks. Sparks increase in direct proportion to your words. The air you breathe out those sparks directed towards me. I find that my area there is fuel. I light.
The fire that comes in my area because of the sparks produced by rubbing a few words from you with my hopes, I throw everything that can be embarrassing. Drafts of millions of cards that you expected, three bus tickets, two photos, a drawing and excuses. And of course, to you. Throw you into the fire in my area and I find that there're also fuel and we both like playing with fire.
Monday, September 20, 2010
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versus the Infinite
Will I or stay? I bite the forbidden fruit "or I resist? Do I speak or corn? Would you say or not say? Do I think or act? "I insist and desist? Questions or respond? "Watches or eternity? "I obey or rebel? Am I the rules or that my desire is law? A piece of land or infinite? Did Adam and a piece of land in Eden or the infinite bare and free to me? Do you know or unexpected?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "and freedom?
"Paradise is freedom?
Freedom, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, freedom ...
And then drugged by the ripple effects of that word, of that mantra irresistible bite the forbidden fruit. Lost paradise, I make myself and finally embrace freedom. 
Will I or stay? I bite the forbidden fruit "or I resist? Do I speak or corn? Would you say or not say? Do I think or act? "I insist and desist? Questions or respond? "Watches or eternity? "I obey or rebel? Am I the rules or that my desire is law? A piece of land or infinite? Did Adam and a piece of land in Eden or the infinite bare and free to me? Do you know or unexpected?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "or freedom?
Paradise "and freedom?
"Paradise is freedom?
Freedom, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, liberty, freedom, freedom ...
And then drugged by the ripple effects of that word, of that mantra irresistible bite the forbidden fruit. Lost paradise, I make myself and finally embrace freedom.
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