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An insignificant drop in the ocean of feelings. A drop so small that it could exceed the glass and cause flooding. A drop, unaware of his great power, falls asleep lover's cheek, while a warrior of fire and brimstone catch looks like before it gets to the heart.

A ray of sunlight would be enough to end it, a tongue consume in less than a second, a careless hand seeking to remove violence, end his existence. Yet she is still there, wetting, covering, penetrating, nourishing and doing live.

His worst mistake is to feel helpless, perhaps because it has never fallen on account of the sublime, the beautiful, the crystal is usually very powerful enemies. Fragile but not the drop is looking weak and holding up their course and begin to find another like together to create their own ocean.

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57. HELLO AND SEE YOU SOON!

Hi
How are you?
Over here good, but too many things and little time to do. That's why I'm not running, or visiting my cyber-friends.
I lost all the material he had, he broke the hard drive that contained it.
A virus? No, it was Cleo, my cat cybernetics. Miscalculated a jump and everything to the ground. For that there is no defense, it took me by surprise, I was distressed, I complicated, leaving only what is in blogs.
She is perfect, sits at the table next to my left, my computer, oblivious to the disaster and the theory that cats do not throw anything away, or tread water, which it does regularly.
Has it caught my closeness?
Will we be rare, other?
cat "Women and Indigo?
Guauuu! Sorry,
miauuu!
I love my blog I respect, I appreciate you, I will not close down.
I make a move until you can, if possible, better organize and pick up as it should.
To my friends, my supporters, my visitors, I invite you to meet us at:

THIMBLES, HATS FINGER
artesanaentejido4.blogspot.com

I'm sure they will like to know and maybe, keep visiting.
The I hope.
Thanks for joining us during this time.
XOXO
Susan

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Fatale Vampera

Since childhood he was aware of his qualities and was only a matter of time that will use to satisfy their desires. There was a certain joy in seeing how every man who approached was confined to serve, just hearing his voice. Or at least she always believed it. In his mind was the certainty of being in control, but over time this appeared not to be enough.

knew her fine figure and black hair were provocative to men's eyes. His youth and sympathy were also used for this purpose and others, professional talent was undeniable. Gradually worked his way and managed to satisfy his whims to have prestige, jewelry, money, love and even fame, but was still feeling incomplete. The violet color of his eyes that captivated so many, hiding this desire to find unfinished ethereal man who inspired compassion. It was so simple that any one will infuse such a sensation and was unable to find it in the first males eager to please, because that virtue could only be inspired by the particular nature of certain men.

One day at work, he realized the sensitivity of the Chief, who was many years her senior. He was first and foremost an artist and beauty sought to give their creations. Of his whole being radiated kindness, joy and somewhat naive. Were those attitudes that aroused the compassion and desire vividly revived. Every attempt to attract this demigod Chief attention was unsuccessful because the thoughts of this little man grin and scolded puppy dog \u200b\u200beyes were only in artistic creation.

Through patience and even beverages, as they say after a few acquaintances, she managed to close just by going to his art. The closest friends of the new couple, watched as their once clever everyday companion vanished to the point again did not attend any activity in which she did not participate. What leech stuck to the skin of his victim, was slowly stealing energy and Chief anesthetized by its siren song was happy to exchange for a hug, a caress and a lullaby.

may have been the constant. It certainly could be, but it was not. Over the years, primary compassion had become because he was guided by the desire and it never remains the same. Slowly, this female began to bother with what he conveyed this to be so helpless and now I felt was annoyance. The little cricket as he used to say, it only provided routine. He resented the lack of character his own mind filled with goodness and joy. Then, this nuisance was transfigured into a rage and so was inevitably to indifference. Became accustomed over the years to be confident, the counselor, who took care of his money and who organized his life. Gifts, adventure, travel and others, were part of the staging.

When her hair and turned dull and needed more additions to be beautiful, the Amazon once he realized his mortality. The occasion arose when promptly applied for a beautiful jewel that was only achieved in a very remote and the head, starting with the same devotion, immediately complied with this request. However, it took a long time to come back and then fell ill from what his God had to take care of several weeks. At that moment she realized the deadly nature of the cricket, who would leave at some point and would alone. Years of effort and care would be reduced to nothing and would have to find another man who would satisfy their desires. Your body and mind still retained a certain freshness, but her partner was already in decline.

This anguish, came a new desire in the mind of the goddess imagined it was clear that required who satisfy their desires and that person should be such as his current spouse. It did not take long to realize what to do and immediately began to claim his beloved to fulfill this new fad. But he already had fallen long before these intentions in mind and could not bear that her love was given to another. Thus, for first time used the compassion in his favor and forever evaded the largest proposal, give her a son.

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56. FRIENDS, BROTHERS WHO GIVES LIFE

Hi
sure they know well that is it like to be friends. It seems that pien
san secrecy.
currently ... Carmine
not speak. Celeste
not hear. Violeta
not see.


Well, as I speak, hear and see, I say

For a beautiful friendship!

Congratulations!




Kisses to my cyber-friends, Susan

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55. SING "IF YOU LOVED PESA ..."

Hi

"I found this song y. ..

- Yes it's interesting?

"Only if you read you can tell.

weight If you be loved

of Gaspar Gil Polo

S and has respected the original spelling.

---

weight

If you be loved,
I can not not love you, you have to weigh
have
While I have life. Suffer

you can complain, do not suffer
For such a torment, or meet

With your happy ending to kill me. What according to you are

skeptical,
And I want to offend you,
Weigh you have to have
While I have life.

may Conoscere
If I could stop loving you, I would not be angry

Quereres able to stop;
sereis
But since you dear
While I may want, you have to weigh
have
While I have life.

Will wanted or just decided to disrupt your life?

You decide.

Chau,

Susan

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54. VAMO 'VAMO'ARGENTINA, VAMO', we're gonna win ...

Hi
How's life?
last few days and especially today for one month, get up, eat, lie down, we are surrounded by soccer.

Of course I want to win Argentina!
I'm excited to think that in all the courts to win the good football players that they behave correctly.

and win the BEST!

"Utopian? Maybe, but still that is my wish.
I talked a lot with Mafalda and agreed.
Tomorrow we will watch the game together.
Luck.
See,
Susan

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WHAT IS AT STAKE IN MY VOTE

just a few days for the contest and I keep thinking that there might be a big change. The country deserves it and so do we. Candidates are well prepared and at least can not be improvised judge the next government. I hope that in truth and move on the page to these eight years we have worn as a nation and President Uribe also have blurred to the Colombians.

example of this is the cluster of scandals with which fires administration. I wish to renew. A fresh air ... A wave if you want to call.

The country deserves it, after 20 years that the opportunity for change represented by Galán, Pizarro and so many others had been exterminated, he again gives us the chance to change course. Not sure which is better but if I have total conviction that will be different and we deserve that opportunity. Worth the wait.

The decision is in our hands. Vote for the candidate who best convinced. Read it well: to convince them for their proposals. CONFIDENT VOTE is what should prevail. I refer to the vote as an informed choice. Enter pages candidates and if you have a lot of laziness. read the columnists and enter www.votebien.com pages, www.lasillavacia.com and special elections in the different media.

also follow closely the discussions and analysis on them. That is what counts and not the rumors that either did or did not such thing. Vote conscience Antanas Mockus, Germain Vargas Lleras , Noemi Sanin , Gustavo Petro, or Rafael Pardo Juan Manuel Santos ... Do it at will but definitely attend to vote.

I do not think there is so much polarization into two camps, as I have heard from many people convinced by the proposals of the candidates sound pointers. I hope that is seen in the polls and voting that diversity gives excitement to the race. I liked how the electronic media, following the global trend, they have been living in this campaign. Which led to social mobilization against the issue

That yes, please go to the polls in a conscious way of the future of what they want and this where we are. Want to continue that way or want to change? The day arrived and is an opportunity to set a precedent. Review here the polls:
http://registraduria.gov.co/index.htm

BEFORE END: Do not forget that it is raining MUCH WILL THEN VOTE EARLY FOR THE Pérez If it rains and if it rains deters THAT IT IS NO EXCUSE. YOU MUST VOTE!

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53. 200 years old!

Hi
I Argentina, I am proud of it, but often it hurts both a place to love.
On her birthday a few days is 200, so many and so few.
We are a special country, we have everything and have nothing. Unfortunately, most abundant in our history circular, are the bad governments, the I, never the U.S., the putting personal privilege to the national ...
could go on for a long period, but not the spirit that my country deserves a youth about to celebrate its 200 years.
wish that when in 100 years will celebrate the tercentenary, no one remembered the phrase type of General Manuel Belgrano:
- Ay ... my fatherland!

The poems are Prilutzky Farny Julia, Ukrainian poet, who adopted this country as their homeland and said so.

HOMELAND

was born anywhere. It is the mystery,

-final is the first mystery-

but he loves the land as their own

and wants to return to her womb.

Where from impossible,

where to stay is necessary,

where the mud is stronger than the desire

to keep walking,

where hands fall sharply

and kneeling is rest,

where you look to heaven with pride

desperate and rough,

where you are never completely alone,

where any threshold is the abode.

Where you want to plow. And give a child.

And he wants to die, is the motherland.

LAND

For May, I broke out in a life

my calendar starts in January time,

because in May cry

preacher tore the country

in two, like a wound;

because in May, the blood transcended

opened in the wake of the star;

because everything was given in the path

between his morning and his party.

all started in his day. If the expected

has turned its autumn spring

I owe what I have and what I am:

ground, beat, song, and tenderness.

Hesitating between the outbreak and grove,

May by May I come and go.

LOVE AND GRATITUDE TO THE HEART,
FOR ME ARGENTINA
.
Health
Susan

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52. LIKE MOTHER BIRTHDAY

Today is a special day.
born 27 years ago my only daughter, the favorite as it.
Marianela But while celebrating his birthday, celebration inside me also my best birthday, breast cancer, I am very happy for the gift granted.

queen in my face a smile that reflects what my heart feels.
I decided to share it, pass it and I brought this

Song
As the Canta Gallo
and just the barking dog,
I have fingers so stiff
until the legs I tremble.

recess is over, I have to continue with preparations .
Chau.
Susan

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51. EARTH DAY-APRIL 22

HOLA:
Do you know what April 22 celebrated World Earth Day? From
1970, 40 years ago, we chose that day to perform acts that highlight what happened between human action and the place that gives shelter.

As I see things now, we are returning land to its earthquakes, hurricanes, droughts, floods ... some of the compliments received.
What I can do?
¿What??
may sit at my computer, write a few lines, choose some posters of the United Nations and sincerely ask God to protect the world from madmen with a card that they are destroying.
He took 7 days to create.
The others spent years destroying it with great enthusiasm and total unconsciousness.
Do we, me? We are witnesses and victims
innocent?
Chau, Susan

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50. LOVE IN THE PAST 49 .- ARTISANS

HOLA:
is a beautiful autumn Sunday and this is my entry nro.50.
Thanks for your company!

read the tenth, perhaps a rarity for content for these times, but was actually in others.
neither better nor worse, just different times, different ways of telling and singing.
Do we share?

TENTH
Waiting for a woman my youth was passed
, austerity

dress like a gentleman yesterday.
wanted a single wish,
the question, the answer
and I found one with it, and I was filled

color as well as a supplier
in a night.

Baldomero Fernández Moreno, Argentine poet


* supplier *, that has or provides.

is special, but not impossible.

See, Susan

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. HAPPY DAY!

On 19 March marks the

"CRAFTSMAN'S DAY"

With all that in our hands and some elements, transform matter into our work, crafts, share, besides the daily bread, the beauty of wood transformed into a statue, a figurehead in y. ..

STATUE A BOW

(Elegy)

In the sands of Magellan navigator
took thee tired, still under the storm
many times your chest and bend

sweet dividing challenged her nipples.

again I woke up on the South Seas, but now

were the passing of the dark, corners,

like wheat and metal guarding
at sea, surrounded by ocean night.

Today you are mine, the giant albatross goddess
brushed his stature extended in flight, like a blanket
music
run in the rain for your blind and wandering wood lids. Rosa

sea, purest bee dreams, almond
woman from the roots of an oak
populated by
songs did you form, foliage force nests
mouth of storms,
delicate sweetness that would conquer the light with his hips.

When angels and queens who were born with
were filled with moss and slept for the immobility
honored dead,
you went up to the bow of the ship
thin and wave angel and queen and, shaking the world were.
The thrill of the men up to your noble
breasted coat apple
while your lips were oh sweet!
dampened by other kisses worthy of your mouth wild. Under

strange night your waist let the weight fall
pure
ship waves in the dark cutting a path
magnitude of fire knocked down, phosphorescent groups.
Wind opened the box in your curls stormy
the metal unleashed her moan,
and in the dawn light I was shaking
in ports, wet kiss your crown.

sometimes stopped on your way
sea and the boat shaking down her side,
like a thick fruit that breaks off and falls, a sailor dead
welcomed
foam and pure movement time and the ship.
And only you among all the faces
overwhelmed by the threat, a pain deep in sterile
received sprinkled salt on your skin, your eyes kept
and salty tears.
More than a poor life in your arms
slipped into eternity mortuary water, and rubbing
you got the dead and the living
spent your wooden heart marina.

Today we picked up from the sand your way.
the end, my eyes were intended. Sleep
perhaps asleep, perhaps you are dead, dead
:
your move, at last, has forgotten the splendor whisper wandering
and closed their journey. Iras
sea, the sky blows
have your haughty head crowned with cracks and ruptures,
and your face like a snail rests
with injuries that make your face balanced.

For me your beauty keep all the perfume, all the acid
wandering across her dark night.
And in your chest steep lamp or goddess, turgid
tower, still love, live life. You sail
me collection until the day they drop
in what I am in the foam.

Pablo Neruda, Chilean poet.

Aristotle said ...

MUCH WORK WITH WHAT YOU GET, THE MORE YOU LOVE.
We love our work, the fruit of our efforts, our daily task.

Have a beautiful day!

Susan

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48. "364 DAYS OF MAN?

Hi

How's life?

always say that I have 3 M fundamental in my life:

Female-Teacher-Mother

and place them in order of appearance.

welcome

Teacher's Day and Mother's Day.

think the Women's Day are the 365 days you have this year, as are those of men.

We still have a long way to go.

"Go behind the man?

" Go in front of him?

I think when we walk together, side by side, we will come to our place.

We are different and complementary, how good they ever be light and can use it for the good of all!

I honor the memory of the textile workers died, I remember, it hurts his tragic end.

mark is very different to celebrate.

think it's a date:

... "to remember that it gave us nothing."

I'm not the owner of the truth, this is just my opinion and I have a wife and 65 years in office.

That women and men have a good day, one in our lives. Salu2

, Susan

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47. DALE, COME! Take my picture MAFALDA


HO L A:

La conocí hace muchos años, me identificaba con ella en casi todo, salvo con la sopa. Me encantaba tomarla en la casa de mi abuela en verano, porque mi mamá sólo la hacía en época de frío, en fin, era una madre práctica. A mí y a doña Rosa nos encantaba estar juntas, con o sin sopa.

Lamenté su despedida, pero por suerte, era de "mentirita", siempre estará con nosotros y en nosotros.

Mucho se escribió sobre la casa de Quino, donde ella "nació", de la estatua de Mafalda, del barrio de San Telmo. 

best I can do now, while highlighting the performance of a group of bloggers that rowed to become a reality, is to let you read this note.

When finished, I will agree and maybe even thank you, although rarely used, right?

Mafalda The statue is already a fact. With the presence of the creator of the character, Joaquin "Quino" Lavado, the dearest girl cartoon Argentina took a park bench in the neighborhood of San Telmo.

Forty-five years after the artist imagine Quino, Mafalda Sunday is embodied in the form of sculpture at the San Telmo neighborhood in Buenos Aires, a few meters from the house where he was first drawn time.

Visitors to the capital of Argentina will now be photographed on a bench next to this girl who came to be as universal as their concerns for peace and happiness in the world, so much so that his stories were translated more than 20 languages.

"See me surrounded by all this overwhelms me so much, not what to say, but there are people who do not know what to say and he wins the election," he said to the cheers of hundreds of attendees.

His colleague Miguel Rep, one of the speakers, Quino said that "the Argentine artists would not have been nothing without him" and assuming as an old reader Mafalda, questioned his creator if the world in which the child had lived was different.

"As Mafalda is not there with his buddies, I think there should be a sculpture with them. Mafalda is a story of friendship," he added.
The cartoonist also Carlos Garaycochea said in turn that "Mafalda was born knowing, because it avoided the garden to grow big, and burst out of the nursing home, because it grew."

Garaycochea referred to the love that keeps the small company that refused to drink the soup and was a fan of the Beatles. "Should be on the ticket as there are some characters that are there and are discussed," he joked. Finally place the location of the sculpture by an unexpected reason. "By living around your house, my property is worth much more, please, do not you move more," he said to the honoree.

The Uruguayan artist Hermenegildo Sabat, long career in Buenos Aires, also referred to the "absence" of the other characters in the strip. "I have bad news: I was stopped by fans of the friends of Mafalda and berated me not being here, I hope that justice is done to these rebels."

Sábat said then that "Quino represents us all." "He built a site that links to all of society, although some deny it, refuse to be portrayed," he said.
Timing highlight of the ceremony was the discovery of the sculpture on the corner of Chile and Defense, and a plate in front of the building of Chile 371, where he lived Quino.
"It strikes me leave her there alone," said a paternal unexpectedly Quino, looking at the figure, the sculptor Paul Irrgang.

Garaycochea, avowed friend of Quino, closed with a sentence full of affection.
"The cartoonists are like twice: first because they are good guys, second because they admire."

And?

See, Susan

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TO BE IN LOVE




HOLA:
many years ago when I first read it, I was excited by the description that the author was a feeling so common and yet so unique.
At that time I was just in love with love.
Every time I reread it feel like about 50 years ago, the same glare.
Today I read it together.

BE LOVE

Being in love, friends, is to find the name of life. is given to the word order to cope with death is accurate. is to recover the hidden key that unlocks the prison where the soul is captive. is rising from the ground with a force that demands from above. width is breathing wind above the breathing flesh. is seen from the summit of the person the reason of his injuries. noted in some eyes is a real eye watching us. is heard in a deep voice mouth repeatedly. hands is caught in the heat of the perfect company. is suspect, forever, the loneliness of our shadow is due. Friends Being in love is to discover where body and soul together. is perceived in the desert crystalline voice of a river that draws us. You see the sea from the tower where our children have been imprisoned. is supporting the sad eyes in a landscape of cranes and bells. is occupying a territory where they live perfume and weapons. the law is to give each rose while receiving his sword. feeling is confused with a fire that the chest rises. is governed by firelight and while being a slave to the flame. thoughtful conversation is to understand the heart and distance. is finding the path that leads to the realm of music no fee. Being in love, friends, is take over the nights and days. forget between the toes is excited distracted head. Garcilaso is remember when you feel the song of a blacksmith. is you read what they write in space the first swallows. is seeing the evening star through the window of a farmhouse. is watch a passing train in the mountains with the lights on. You understand perfectly that there are no boundaries between sleep and wakefulness. is ignored what is the difference between grief and joy. is midnight wanderer hear confession of drizzle. is spotted in the darkness of a small little light heart. Being in love, friends, is developing space and time with sweetness. You wake up one morning with the secret of the flowers and fruits. is to free himself and be united with other creatures. is not whether they are foreign or distant own the bitterness. source is traced back to the murky waters of the stream of distress. is sharing the light of the world while sharing her dark night. is surprised and happy that the moon is still moon. is checked body and soul to the task of being a man is less severe. start saying it forever, and thereafter never to say never. And also my friends, be sure to have clean hands. Francisco Luis Bernardez Thanks. I hope that the love keep beating us in our lives. you soon. Susan

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46 .- 45. Crap is WHAT THE BLOOD!

HOLA:

How's life?

Mine with much laughter, because today I remembered the name of a book that once caused me a lot of grace.

The teacher wrote the Uruguayan José María Firpo, compiling the comments made by his students. Just another teacher knows that truth is that if we write down the funny things they say, insurance we publish a book.

Firpo The merit is that he did, provoking laughter and guffaws, which currently traded on the stock market very well, better than the dollar.

I leave a sample:

DIGESTION

The digestive system is a device used to grab food, all the food is placed in the mouth and then chew and swallow in an infinite manner, and the swallowed food goes through a straw that is larynx, and then passes through the stomach, then the heart and then comes to a place which is like a little door that is Pirola. Then follows indisputably from the small intestine, and on, and when it finishes go, reaches the large intestine and then have to go to the bathroom and make the body, and that comes out of the anus, master, is the excess, that is useless, so we go to the bathroom.

Provoking even a smile after a hard day and oppressive?

Good.

Mission accomplished.

See .

Susan