State social? and democratic "? - 2. INDIGNAOS! Attitudes
Hello.
Who would have thought there would be a social explosion of 15-M??
From the first post in December, how things have changed!
Many texts have contributed to it, but above all the manifest social criticism Indignaos!
Translated into Castilian, the full text here http://conspiraciones.blog.com.es/2011/02/16/texto-integro-de-indignaos-de-hesse-10607025/
Hopefully all this is worth something, and not allow our politicians continue becoming our AMOS. As someone wrote about how much I read these days: "We choose to rule us, not to be our masters."
have to fight for us not become enclaves in the service of the Banking and all the big predators. SOCIAL
The state is not a gift that makes us psoe the crumbs of their surplus to the politicians. Is a constitutional right .... They both FEAR to awake from slumber citizens who want to put the fear of people, so it looks like if they are not going to end them all ... Needless to
Health, education, etc. the should pay "them" out of pocket .... No! we pay ALL (all who pay taxes every month ....), (Seg.Social, etc.) every day (taxes, fuel ...).
And the only way that the welfare state to deepen citizen's right to end the hoax of "sharing" of public issues between parties, unions, work buddies, etc.
Ethics feedback is necessary that the current political class, ensconced in SUCK, not willing to consent.
Yesterday someone said that this movement may be more important than "May 68", and hopefully so. Worth to humanize and cut the "tyranny" of the "market ".... Greetings
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Cereal Market Share 2010
THIS HAS BROUGHT ME.
you bring me happiness
when my heart was beating slowly vanished
pain
fragmented into thousands of particles, such as a tempered glass
broken by neglect and indifference of those who reciprocated my
affected with the miseries of deception and betrayal.
You came to the pounding waves of an ocean
deep abyssal
with the beating of the ventricles
Maghreb and the aroma of a concubine sellándote pores.
arrived, love, anger
with eternal spring,
of these emeralds adorn your valleys
and that comets shine in your populated eyebrows.
passion I lay so long desired
and a smile on my lips fresh poppy, red and rosy
,
petal tissue paper
ready to fly with the trade winds.
I'll take the taste of your lips virgin and desire
licking the thighs, I'm bursting
and female full moon,
eager for your image, your glow,
the brackish taste of your muscles.
I stay, love,
hoping to see you every minute,
to hear from you, your details,
to live you in each of your letters,
in each of the sounds that are born in your mouth ,
because my life without you would be a gloomy cavern,
a filthy hole, sad and dark, which would never be able to escape. Mayte
when my heart was beating slowly vanished
pain
fragmented into thousands of particles, such as a tempered glass
broken by neglect and indifference of those who reciprocated my
affected with the miseries of deception and betrayal.
You came to the pounding waves of an ocean
deep abyssal
with the beating of the ventricles
Maghreb and the aroma of a concubine sellándote pores.
arrived, love, anger
with eternal spring,
of these emeralds adorn your valleys
and that comets shine in your populated eyebrows.
passion I lay so long desired
and a smile on my lips fresh poppy, red and rosy
,
petal tissue paper
ready to fly with the trade winds.
I'll take the taste of your lips virgin and desire
licking the thighs, I'm bursting
and female full moon,
eager for your image, your glow,
the brackish taste of your muscles.
I stay, love,
hoping to see you every minute,
to hear from you, your details,
to live you in each of your letters,
in each of the sounds that are born in your mouth ,
because my life without you would be a gloomy cavern,
a filthy hole, sad and dark, which would never be able to escape. Mayte
Dalianegra.
Painting: "Paolo and Francesca," Edward Charles Halle (1846-1914).
Friday, May 13, 2011
Send Pregnancy Congratulations
BÉSAME, "NHA CRETCHEU."
Kiss me on the mouth and hips,
in time and distance,
under the fertile green of a tropical island that crimps in
look, "nha cretcheu."
rumor Kiss with conch, scallop
African Aphrodite,
kiss with ruddy lips madrepora
in wild arborescences my memory.
Kiss with pounding Atlantic waves,
with titanic force of giant ocean.
olive Kiss me with your eyes fixed, glittering studs
which, in my longing, always kiss
under the silvery stream of stars,
with the warmth of your breath, blending my "saudade." Mayte
in time and distance,
under the fertile green of a tropical island that crimps in
look, "nha cretcheu."
rumor Kiss with conch, scallop
African Aphrodite,
kiss with ruddy lips madrepora
in wild arborescences my memory.
Kiss with pounding Atlantic waves,
with titanic force of giant ocean.
olive Kiss me with your eyes fixed, glittering studs
which, in my longing, always kiss
under the silvery stream of stars,
with the warmth of your breath, blending my "saudade." Mayte
Dalianegra.
Painting: "The Kiss" (1859), Francesco Hayez, Pinacoteca di Brera, Milan, Italy.
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