Saturday, September 27, 2008

Stomach Distention Mono

Report to end September

What a month! From the magazine where I'm editor in chief until the pre production of the film Blue Sigh, I have barely had time to get here, check emails, etc.
begin a good October, talk first with the second day in the Reading Center of La Condesa, which will be offered for anyone who wants to go from 17:00 to 19:00, until the shooting of the film in Morelia Michoacán ( it is my second home) where I will be filing until the filming ends in December. After the plan is to go on an extended vacation until next year to begin post-production, somewhere far, I've always liked the snow in New York while taking a hot tea inside the room, comforting them ...

I consider myself a lucky person, who learns from all experiences good and bad, that at this time is blessed and happy for a thousand reasons.
is why I have decided to close a cycle with this blog and say goodbye to him. Not yours (clarified). I read each and every one of the comments of people who take a few minutes to enter this space, thank you too. I met so many good people that it is impossible to list them. With this blog, has come to people that I teach workshops, presentations of books, to throw sticks ... I have gained invaluable and friends that I be well served ... also clear that in a time was an excellent exercise because it forced me to write everyday something different ... must be exercised.

can continue reading on my official site Shamra, section of my demons where each month, the administrator texts that I wrote up different ... also can give to the texts for publication in Section INSPIRATIONS. The next anthology editions Shamra, out in early January and on this occasion, is a compilation of the best texts of this section and is four years old and over 500 stories, narratives, poems, etc than 189 writers who have confident in my order to disseminate. (The latter was the recent "Unspeakable Fantasy"). In this section NEWS , find updates every week with invitations to competitions, presentations and other things (you can send your event). And do not think I will stay off, on the contrary, I am forever in sbecerril@shamra.com.mx

I'm not, everything evolves. The film is a project that keeps me occupied and 100% in a year that is in theaters, wait to see you there (and other projects which, surely, and will learn).

Thanks again to everyone who has followed me through the years, new and old friends ... I am more than satisfied.

In three months, will come to light "Red Tuesday", my new novel ... and will keep you posted ... this is dedicated to all of you and my two main reasons: my beautiful son and the man who smiles at me while write these words with a glass of hot chocolate prepared me. (This happened to find you is my anchor to this world).

also imagine what will be said about this new phase where the space is closed (but not disappear texts) and start something better. I know I do not care. I am very happy, might even say that ever ... that's the most important ...

The left, is a novel that looks at me sideways for final correction, the crew ready to go to celebrate that and start the shooting stage, a baby sitting on my legs will not let me laugh and typing and my chocolate ...

If you want to contact me in any way other than Shamra can do it through myspace ...

Thanks.

Au \u200b\u200bRevoir.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Do You Think Sonja Model





(I apologize for the lack of accents, I'm not on my keyboard and it does not)

several weeks, as most of you know, I was accused of alleged plagiarism ( already clarified in previous entries) at that time I did not give importance to the author of all the slanders that have been made against me lately. Do not mention it because this woman wanted was just advertising, that one day the mention here or in any of my pages. However, some of you have told me they received threats on their blogs or sites for supporting me in different circumstances. One thing is that Jessica de la Portilla (Gina Halliwell) has spent the last 4 a; years of his life trying to draw attention to gossip, tittle-tattle about me and quite another to threaten my family and friends. As I said, leads to, we send emails and now starts a campaign, to against me in discussion groups and blogs, I decided to raise a complaint against him.

in my statement to the court, specified above. If something were to happen to my family, my family, my son oam person (as mentioned in its pages) it is is, winged as the only culprit. Also whether to proceed with the defamation (of which there are dozens of online tests, ranging from the alleged plagiarism to doubt my education, privacy, etc), justice will take care.

did not want to make this public, but once they get with the people I care about is therefore a matter of protection because you never know what kind of things can make people as sick as Gina Halliwell.

For there say that dog barks, no bites. She has said several times that have threatened me, I've done and undone against him, but no. No answer their attacks at all, nor here, nor by mail or other sites. I made the clarification of plagiarism and was all, because I like being involved in gossip laundry, I am very busy writing.

I do not bark ... and here is the copy of a week ago.

If any of you have a copy of the threats that have sent, if you receive any mail from this woman or her supposed friends, please let me know to add them to this statement.

Regards to all and see you on October 2nd where I'll be giving a talk at the Reading Centre de la Condesa.

Pd .- Delete the addresses and phone for obvious reasons, but if anyone has any questions, my email is sbecerril@shamra.com.mx

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

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The best way to die in you,

is stifled by your breath as I live.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

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Bracket

Today from 2 to 4, will be live on Radio Chilanga talking about my new novel. can listen here .... there we are!!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Very Mature And Ecchi Anime



Suggested by my good friend Mario ...

Just today I had a little time to connect to the network and I run a review of Carlos Manuel Cruz Meza, accusing of alleged plagiarism, which is why I prefer to clarify everything at once so there is no doubt what is really happening:
1. A year ago approx. was published in the journal Argentina Axxon , a text called Erzebeth with my name as author. The story was not mine, so I wrote to Sergio Hartman, the editor, explaining that I had not sent such a message. He said that a Sandra Becerril commanded, and as I had posted earlier in Axxon , assumed that I was and why it was published without a doubt. Clarified the point that I was not the author (at that time unknown even the name of Carlos Cruz), told me that it would disappear from the page to the next edition and did not pass over.

2. A few weeks later, I start to get on this blog, malicious comments where I say my best text is " Erzabeth ." It was when we realized that not only was a mistake editing Axxon or a mistake, but someone had sent him to the magazine with the intention to accuse me of plagiarism and undermine my reputation.

3. Today I find the comment by this author in my blog and a series of emails where not only accuse me anything without flushing before me, but also insulting me, saying things like: ignorant, stupid, etc.. I have the emails to prove what I'm saying, both the editor, as this author that I have not even like know or have read previously.
3.1. There are parts where even accuse me of saying that I have won awards are fictitious. That works out very easily if someone has doubts: google.

4. Some pages are beginning to use words of writers like Alberto Chimal , saying he accuses me of plagiarism when it does not, he just ran an article about plagiarism. It is easy to use texts other in our favor, but I will not, do not need to defend myself. I do here, this is just a clarification.

I'm not willing to get entangled in a war of dimes and diretes . The work of the people speaks for itself. There are people willing to do anything for publicity at the expense of others. Those same people, even used the image of my son from one year to attack. I can assume that I am proud of what I have achieved my age with my work and effort.

I've always been here, I have never hidden or I'm gone.

now: you judge . I'll be here as always writing because that's what I do, my passion and what I love. In this issue, I will not talk more, so I got on this blog because nothing is, nothing to fear.


'm here for you.

Greetings!

Monday, August 18, 2008

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suggested Tuesday Red (Fragment)

Tuesday Red (II)
(excerpt from the new novel)

A sound woke him. Flies. Pulled the covers to the head, but the heat and the endless ringing made him jump up and shivering between asleep and awake, turned on the light. A shiver ran down from his feet when he saw the source: dozens of insects flying around, flies, black butterflies and moths, all in an anxious flutter, crashing into the wall, against Eduardo pajamas, hiding among his old books under the bed, rushing to the window closed. With an anxiety that had never known before, he covered his face, opened the window and began to kill insects with a shoe. One after another they fell, were smeared on the roof, on the sheets, collapsed on the face of Eduardo. In the end, the whole room was carpeted. Still trembling hand, placed the same clothes he had worn during the day and came back. When inhaled the fresh air, began to tremble again. Had dropped my cigarette. Damn cool.


Eduardo gets into his car, starts and takes the peripheral at this time, is clear. Manage and drive without knowing how much time, just get seduced by the way, hits the road. Erick is disturbed. He saw the body, but imagine life without one so full of it, it annoys. Distracting sound "will have a flat tire? Look in the rearview mirror, no cars come back. Try to pull over to the right, turns to look. Almost crashed against the bar when he sees containment Frida sitting in the back seat. She, with a blank stare, completely white eyes while watching it ...: Eduardo
hear a horn, giving the steering wheel and when he returned to look again, Frida disappeared.
Arriving at his apartment, opens even with trembling hands, she drops the keys, slams the door. Behind her as a child sits down and begins to mourn.
─ I feel lonely. "Speak out loud.
craves a cigarette. What a hateful way of thinking that problems are going up in smoke. You are alone. Out of his crate almost banned a stale cigarette smells different, tastes different and makes you feel better. As a ritual, you feel like hiding behind the living room couch, watching the skinny window. Never had more than two puffs without feeling guiltily intoxicated. Today is just the portion that remained, until his escape to the green troubles breathing.
The days of the weekend happen one after another with laziness. The hours are long, as if the clock would go back in time to move forward. Eduardo does not come out these days, just ordering a meal in his apartment and looks at her watch movies. Sometimes carefully browse the book of letters. He's afraid to reach the fourth. The other three already know them by heart. Imagine the tortured man away from his beloved, he imagines himself so hard in court, who dreams of it.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

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Over there I see ... The notebook


At 17:00
"Nameless Fantasy "
:)

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

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2006.

Unwittingly me in a forest of dreams where you have not slept reaching my hope . And if the moon could intermixed with my cry and obfuscate your fears with this neglect of ivy and gaps that allow you have not heard. Fainting
you, your forgetfulness, your mouth, your pale skin and my future. Die in past. And if my dream
beat my eye lids closing my innocence, you talk with shadows, with the deaths buried. Not wither this love ... I ensure that the moon at his funeral, bury it in your eyes, in a grave without flowers or ornaments. Shut my words without looking. Let my hands do not write for you, ensure that my dreams you walk. This confinement in my coffin is changed by life. Stop breathing your morning and I eat your memories profane to bite. The land of my mornings are nourished by the dust of your bones and exhume the body of your past so that my worms will devour and feed the lost kiss your forehead ... that does not drop my head on your shoulder for one last time. That there is that last time and be buried with your words in my being. Do not resurface, they can stay there, dead, buried, not alive today to live as I die for you both.
not let night, my head resting on his bed. Do not let me dream with your eyes lost in a lie ... do not leave me a memory that came to be ... do not tempt me with their hands hidden in my cold pillow. Do not let living in this melancholy, not can take over my breathing. That cold mist, pale, lonely, escape through the window of one who dies for not knowing how to live, to kiss and turned back to my memory. Do not forsake me in his lyrics, his body, his skin of his days ... Let alone, more so than it does not realize that it is. Let me live without confirming that it is not having my tongue. What is not having it? Without the sweet flavor of the recollections of a future with a desire to not have to want more than the seconds it belongs ... the mouths speak, at last, that reason should have ...

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

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In the words ...

Poetry. I do not care, it's like try to tell something I'm not. One day, I was told that the writer brings the lines on the skin, I think it's better to have the blood of ink. You can not take anything on the skin for wrinkles, corrode. What
feel rain?
As drop in your body until you scatter in full, drain from your forehead.
I wanted to get rid of you, disarm between your fingers, between my legs, between your tongue. Eat your breath, take a shower in my dreams. you. You to be a suicide. A mouth. Damn
rain that fills the eyes of memories, attack points, you suffer, I fear. Love
what word shorter. More than a game you and I not to play, not vivirnos while breathing its essence that we have. What word selfish. Suffered. Dramatic. Like me. As though you deny it and hide in the skirts of the day.
How quickly I just love the desire to stay in you forever. Always. An infinite word. Then it will be infinitely .
Last night I slept alone. Not today. Because I could not sleep without dreams. They know now. I know I do not care. They know that gossip , scream it, we condemn what? WHAT? Nothing. That love grows stronger and smiles ...

Monday, July 28, 2008

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At what point ... Sigh

Tito left me on my email as five times ... here goes for those who want to take it ...

1. At what point did you realize you were in love or for the first time?

Ha ... I remember ... unless the hand that had braces and I saw a thing happen fat, white girl in the schoolyard for 18 years ... and now my best friend ... or perhaps recently ... because in reality in our lives, we are in love many times, then we realize that such love have an expiration date. Just know that I am now. That's what matters.

2. When did you decide to be what you are now?

All my life I wanted to write ... no more ...

3. At what point did you feel alone for the first time?

In a waiting room in a funeral home.

4. At what point in your life have been happier?

try to be happy forever, so there is no happier moment, there are many ... like now.

5. When did someone let you down?

Well ... many people have gone through this list ... but that the more memory ... someone in the family of course could not miss, anyone who ever left me when he thought he was in love, a group of "friends" they said and did horrible things against me without deberla not fear it, God (or so I thought), no I know! How sad!

6. What what time did you feel proud of you?

egolateca I guess for me, I can say that the Saturday presentation of the new anthology. As additional data, last night when the one o'clock we were still on board and then we went to bed, he whispered to me that he was proud of me ... and how I felt.

is everything.
can post this string when you walk to the races and have not uploaded anything to your blog for a week .... lol

Kisses ...

Friday, July 18, 2008

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Over Blue

Several have asked me what about the movie will begin filming ... here are some links to newspapers that have published interviews with some of the crew ...


Province today World
Michoacán's voice

I remind you that this Monday, I will be presenting the new anthology of Fantasy Unmentionable Issues Shamra in La Casona's theater in Morelia, Michoacán (20: 00). Jose Luis Rodriguez with me ... and that day may keep an eye on the live interview on channel 2 at 11:00 on the film ... Mmmmm

keep you posted while I'm away ...

For now, I leave here a little story of Marcial Fernandez (one of my favorite authors) by the end of the week, enjoy!!

Kisses and thank you all for your good vibes! (I know why, it'll be great!)

THE DEVIL'S LEAK

Marcial Fernández

Malefactor lifetime, El Diablo was imprisoned in a prison high security. The newspapers, always sensational headlines devoted to the fact large, repudiated the subject of mothers, parents welcomed the authorities while children made him a hero.

However, yesterday came the news of his escape. Once again the world poured opinions, suspicions, suspicions. Some commented that the notorious criminal bribed his guards, who provided the key out, others said he fled through a tunnel dug with his own hands, and the least claimed to climb the high walls of prison.

To this, the only clue to his recapture is a thick smell of sulfur, a shadowy darkness steeped in prison.


Monday, July 14, 2008

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did not mean anything until you confirm ... Fantasy Unnamable

But ... because it is a fact, here goes ... I want to share with you ...

I'm speechless and I can only say thanks a million. Distinguished

: Ms. Sandra Becerril
Present.
In our further consideration:
expressing our cordial and affectionate greeting, being satisfied to be an organization which promotes and disseminates in seeking educational excellence and project this into a comprehensive education that forms human beings happy, successful and prosperous.

also reiterate your nomination in our V Iberoamerican Award of Honor for Quality Education 2008. Therefore
receive the following awards: Honor
* Trophy for Excellence in Education - on behalf of The institution.
* award honorary degrees and Honorary Doctor PhD. Philosophy of Education, on behalf of the ultimate authority.
* Honorary Degree and Master of Honor award in GestiónEducativa in Latin America, on behalf of the ultimate authority or another sedesigne.

Similarly, the winners of the Prize, will attend the Fourth CUMBREIBEROAMERICANA, organized by CIHC, considered the most important academic event of the year in which the leading exponents of laeducación of the region together to share knowledge, experienciasy the results of studies and research to underpin paraconstruir the new Latin American Educational System. The Ibero-American Summit IV "and V
American Award in honor of Educational laExcelencia 2008 will be held from 05 to August 9, 2008 at the prestigious Hilton Colon Guayaquil Hotel, Guayaquil-Ecuador. As in previous years will feature the most renowned professionals and educational institutions deIberoamérica countries. These major events are sponsored by the Ministry of Education of Mexico, Panama Ministry of Education, National Assembly deRectores Peru, UNESCO Chair in Education for peace and international understanding - Argentina, The City University of New York-USA Secretaríade State for Higher Education of the Dominican Republic and Technology, College of Physicians of Education - Peru, the Municipality of Guayaquil, Ecuador, among other renowned institutions. Thus, we extend the invitation to become part of the Ibero-American Council as active members and crowned his efforts and dedication towards improving education in Latin American.

is an appropriate occasion to express the feelings of my special consideration.

Sincerely, Dr. Santiago Duarte


President Alfonso

CIHC
that if ... before I leave, I remind the agenda, I wish to attend any of these events:
- Monday, July 21, will be in Morelia, Michoacán with a presentation of "Unspeakable Fantasia." I accompanied José Luis Rodriguez Avalos. The appointment is at 21:00 at La Casona del Teatro.

- Tuesday, July 22, will be broadcasting live from the casting bit that will make the production team of "Sigh Azul" (We started shooting on August 15, exciting, no?). We conducted an interview with the director, producer and a servant. Newsletter "Focus" 3 pm, Channel 2 Morelia. Cable can also check it.

- Saturday July 26, Nameless Fantasy Literary Cafe (3421 North Division Avenue). They will be Angelica Santa Olaya me, Odeen Rocha, Yolanda Vazquez and the writers of the anthology.

I think ... there is no excuse, see you there ... because then I take a vacation in ECUADOR!

Thanks again ... seriously ... I can not sleep so many things ...

AH CLARO! And most important of all: today is the first day of Ender ... the love of my life ... four hours without him ... I will eterrrnas anyway ... kisses ...

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Over there I see ... also will be with us to discuss the book the writer Angélica Santa Olaya, Jorge Enrique Escalona and the authors of the texts of the anthology of Spain, Mexico and Argentina, represented by: José Luis Rodríguez, Obed González, Estela Parodi, Ginés Mulero, Reynaldo Ojeda, Hugo Rimada, Hellen Soriano, Ricardo Olvera, Alejandra Ochoa, Ricardo Pérez Segura, Odeen Rocha, Mario Ramírez Monroy, Carlos Serrato, Ruth Pérez Aguirre, Erica Arlanzón, Yolanda Vazquez. The foreword was written by a servant ... Unspeakable Fantasy ...

can read more about the new anthology right here.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

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I seriously thought crazy by your side ... Text

... to devour the nights where sleep only serves to separate us at times inert.

concluded that it is time to bite your ink to make memories, forgotten skin, sipping your eyes, tingling in the neck with words which I eat while I have nightmares and I laugh hugging.

Patience "Patience? How much a word means so vast and insignificant for some years? Patience in madness, dismisses the hope. The only thing that saves them from this misery, it's insane to see the normal way as you see others.

The faithful spend sadly murmuring prayers in a place where there is no faith. Fe of life. Faith of days. Dry faith of love.

Desire to mourn until my eyes go through the hands. For you, for the cold, the voices, past the beach, by far, close, nature, overcast skies and sunshine. And I can not, mourn, I can not. I get no more than ink on the tabs.

leave my voice in your hands and the joy hang to dry in the sun. The words cry. I hear them moan, complain. Cowards. I think not mourn brave. I think, nothing more. When night comes crawling, I look in the mirror, tears were joined to form clouds of steam in the bathroom with that drawing smiley faces.

A crowd can be a nothing compared to a voice crying in silence.

Not that I know what I want, is that I want so I do not want to know more. Sham, sham, worldly cravings lives and souls, turns, looking for an authentic. The authentic looking as confused and can not see. Blind. Poor. Too bad.

Then

insomnia I see from the window, he thinks an easy victim. It gets me and I did not realize when it happened. Thus, the hours march on the roof, I there, lying, make him my lover, I narrated my sorrows, I invented a story, I caress and I hug her back until he falls asleep insomnia. I hear his breathing heavy and deep, I get out of bed and go to the freezing cold floor every time you walk into ...

Or you to me ... as travel times and schedule we eat when nobody thought he could. It was something to believe us and now ... we're here.
I swear. I love you so much.

Júcar Pd .- With who included a text of mine on his blog ... here I leave the link to visit this excellent space!

Saturday, July 5, 2008

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waiting ...

Let's bury the pain in my thighs,

in your mouth on my bed,

Within dreams we laugh,

Gozan, lie live,

live like us,

Separated, dying, perpetual.

We do not know,

That scream until the night tearing

Your crying warm, salty

If you cry with me, I do.

going to lose, love,

in death shared separate

know the secret, you know

these infamous letters

talk, cry evicted

moaning realities.

Come together, separated

As you wish, but let's go

From this silence, glacial,

In your eyes gaps,

Rescue past

did not happen, we imagine.

Lévame you, secuéstrame,

life Do not let me

Let dry, alone, terrified,

Take me to your worlds

And there, bury me, sailing dream

Then go.

Go.

Go.

Go.


Pd .- This month, a photo of my creation, is the cover of Arbil, can see it here.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Organizational Behavior By Mcshane

July ... Freedom

seventh month of the year ... how fast ... Seven
... the book of Revelation contains the mysterious book of seven seals ...
According to numerology, seven is the who understands everything and anything with have. It is the protective figure, who carries within itself different forces that they will never meet, to provide protection and security. Never, under any circumstances be possible to find the weak point of this personality type. The seven do not support the weak, fearful to face the struggles, courage is greatly appreciated. Can offer help to those who fight and defeated, but never do the same with one who surrenders without a fight.

are seven deadly sins that we all know ...
Seven, one of my favorite movies. Seven planets of ancient astrology, there are seven princes of hell according to Catholicism, seven colors of the rainbow, seven days a week ... seven things that I come to tell you ...

1. In a month we started filming the movie, still in pre production ... everything has been a little stressful, a little magical. See your characters go from here to there as if they had extracted from my mind, is pretty surreal ...

2. At the end of this month, will bring Editions Shamra a new anthology called "Nameless Fantasy" ...

3. This month, I will ride at number 10 in the Narrative magazine with an excerpt from my novel "Blue sighed." can download it here.

4. Besides, I read "The dark side of the mirror? Santa Olaya Angelica is an excellent writer ... can check a review here.

5. For the week, to celebrate the birthdays of my friends Marine, Fabian, Robert, Ulysses, Sergio, Oscar and Ricardo (seven, coincidence?)

6. From today, also will walk around here.

7. Finally, I leave the myspace address if they want to add me ... Happy

beginning of the month!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

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philosophize while ago with my friend Richie about freedom. Is there? Oh, we sooo dramatic! And a Saturday where everyone has the social life except us. (Or so we pretend)

I think ... that freedom is relative and in fact I have rarely felt as such, but I can confess that I enjoyed at its best on these trips I've been doing. I leave aside loading bring everything (problems, studies, money, past loves, futures, etc.) and live. Thus, even a minute, an hour a day. Living, nothing more, with no mask, no schedules, no matter what day or night. Surrendering to breathe and throw away the fear. To sit in a place where no one sees you, or just that person you want, "and seeing smoke at night, feeling cold cold COLD on your face and disappear into infinity. Feel that if God exists, is there with you, at that time. To talk about whatever you please, whatever, as it appears. smile, cough, mourn, dance. My freedom is also in close eyes and see. Know that when I close, too close them and see me. It was waking up next to him, saying ah, is it ... And keep sleeping. Reach out and achieve it. (Well said Hegel freedom is a necessity understood.)

To love, you do not need them / they will carry you. Only love and you are free to love and feeling.

He had already stated in a previous cursientrada , but his eyes, I found that kind of freedom. Also told me the other day, found it in my smiles and kisses that were no longer prohibited. My first I was afraid that when be stopped would lose the joke ... and no ... gain much more. And what is missing because ... we are free ... well ... and now ...

And because I've spent these past days not only with production, but also preparing the new house we moved yesterday (surprise !)... what things go into a move (where did all these boxes?), threw everything, everything that was bought, etc, etc ... I walk with a smile on his face for months, many new texts that sprout and bud and do not stop, as the source, so ... anyway ... wanted to tell you that today I prepared breakfast in the new kitchen and I'm fascinated because you have a fireplace in the living room and now I can wait for Santa jojojo or at least be filled with ash when tried to set ... like a coffee?

Thursday, June 26, 2008

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Death

And if I told you my sea that rings your fault
lying in the world without peace
That your body awareness sprout
for your dreams and the dream I find While
open a gap in your being. Ah
death love without reproach and call me in your tears I show
Both covered the sorry shadow of hours
Both are covered
That gloomy light the underworld
evicted from my nobility.

More .. HERE

What Happened To Heather

love Soledad

Sale
dancing before me in Crystal Lake. A day where four pale soles we burned the skin and overshadowed the moons. Her skirt was soaked fur of acid rain and got rid ... brought one below and made fun of me. We entered a cave that looks like this and I told the story of the network that was used to catch the dreams. As he spoke, biting your nails ... network to hunt dream was not his own invention, but a mad scientist who created the government. To keep us under control, because without our dreams ... What are we? After that I kissed her. He kissed me. Dance with the sound that emerged from the dried branches. Surely if I had died instead, I would also cap the same day, the same image.

What is missing is right here ...

Monday, June 23, 2008

Beat House Arrest Braclet

Gunter, the magnificent

- Gunter'm great! Zaz! No one can get rid of my super avenging sword of the future! I'm going to kill the monster without a head and deliver the world! Tito, played well in the large garden of his house. His sword was sharp wooden table rescued from the trash. He was Gunter, the magnificent. In that be The maid appeared. Lunchtime.

Titus squinted, but pretended not to. Eat? Time to eat ... in the kitchen away from all ... Don Jorge leftovers ... Mom's disapproving glances not mom ... steamed vegetables ever ... tap water ... I'd rather stay with Gunter.

the servant came out great stilts, rolled up his enormous dress that I could not cover his flabby flesh, it snapped his fingers and Tito scampered around the garden. He did not react to the cries of his "nana", he ran open arms, wanting to fly ... I am a seagull flying over the sea ... I'm a pirate assaults bad as Don Jorge .... The sea ... The sea? No. The yellow grass and Chole strong arm by grasping the neck, his other hand through his hair and his sword in the mud puddle. You can follow



reading Letralia

Sunday, June 15, 2008

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Duda

while ago I smoked the last cigarette from the pack, I threw the cigarette into the garden, I went to the phone and zaz ... had a seedling right where the seed was sown cigar. I was looking
a while and then I realized she was looking at me. Outright. Then I started thinking that he had probably grown to reach listen my conversation with my bad influence with whom talked heatedly project and other things we have together ...

course, the seedling is a gossip ... going to tear it when it springs from a leaf a bud and immediately opens and get a cigar. Camel . Go gift. I took r eserve , so I turned it was the most delicious smoked. The plant is realized, swelled with pleasure and came three cigars that now hang in their hundreds of branches ... I decided to let them ripen until they become pure.

Now the plant around my house my hands and this keyboard. All to snuff smell vanilla. My veins are very green ... I think I have no red blood ... I think it's not me ...

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

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WORD LET ME BE YOUR LIPS TO DIE IN ...

Sunday, June 8, 2008

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Like swim when the soul leaves your back like foam and water slides for my win. The mirror is tarnished by the shame of giving ourselves playing witnesses drops kiss your north and my south. The childhood fear of drowning in your eyes, green crystals, which reflect the tip of the finger that draws the moon tattoo in your breast as an ornament night. You slip my arms making you steam, colándote, fugándonos the world that does not stop raining. It's hard to breathe in such a small place in your hands, tongue-drying water crumbs clinging to the eyelashes trembling fan. While you're in the glow of the liquor drops like sweetness on my neck, I pull out slices of life tonight. I do not break in your laughter. It's time to sleep. There is no time to dry your hair when it's bedtime at your side. Never mind that the new sheets are soaked with the bodies clinging to the wings of another. Just being.

I have as I never had.

Friday, June 6, 2008

My Dad Masterbates Infront Of Me?



love my books. I have loved from the first day I learned to read and love them forever. A week ago, my parents got them the crazy idea that would have to sell my treasures, because everything is very expensive, and Dad's salary is not enough, Charlie's school is very exclusive price of gasoline goes up, and not as easy to hang us from the light of good neighbors, meat is becoming more and more expensive, not enough to eat.

I did not understand until yesterday, when I roared hungry guts. I looked at my books with melancholy and I heard my parents complain again. Filled my eyes with tears. I have no regrets. Carlitos meat is soft and while my parents are in the refrigerator, the meat will last at least until Grandma comes to visit ...

Monday, February 11, 2008

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Very good all over again, I am going to escrbir about a discovery that has to do with the repair process of the skin to be a wound. This finding has been done by a group of British scientists, and consists of a molecule called osteopontin, which interfere on it, could accelerate the healing process, both in the skin and internal organs.
The repair of any tissue requires an inflammatory response can stimulate white blood cell delivery to the wound site. These defensive cells not only protect the area from infection, but in the production of a substance called fibrous collagen.
collagen involved in wound healing, forming layers of fibrous tissue to repair the damaged area. However, this inflammatory process induced scars usually appear the same substance, since the layers of overlapping fibers are not identical to those he had before the injury. This can also lead to the development of fibrosis, ie, irregular tissue that forms around the scar and in the inner layers of the skin.
Led by Paul Martin, specialists from the University of Bristol (UK) have found in experiments with mice that the inflammatory response that triggers defensive cells with the intention to heal a wound leads to increased levels of osteopontin. And, more importantly, it is possible to reduce the levels of this molecule by some external agent to accelerate the regeneration of the skin. Specifically
these experts say that the deactivation of osteopontin accelerated the formation of blood vessels around the injury in rodents, resulting in faster healing. At the same time, this local action is possible that new layers of collagen are best managed, making it to have fewer scars.
Now a company is conducting clinical trials with patients, though, they say, it will take time to take a drug.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

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Entering the website of the National Transplant Organization (ONT) I have seen that Spain, in the past year, has once again exceeded the record for organ donation. Were 1550 donors, who have given a new opportunity to many people.

This fact has allowed for 3829 transplants, with highs in renal transplants (2210), liver (1112) and lung (185). As this year, the profile of the donor has become an older, have been reduced heart transplants, pancreas and intestine because it is more difficult to keep these organs. Also, stroke (62.1% in 2007) are the leading cause of death among English donors. Instead, s produced a decrease in donations from people died in traffic accidents, by reducing road accidents. Also mentioned the solidarity of the immigrant population as an important sector for the donation, as they have participated significantly.


Undoubtedly, these people are giving away the chance that patients receive an organ that has been waiting to live, an organ of hope a body that is priceless, well yes it is, is the eternal gratitude, as they donate life. Ola

Monday, January 14, 2008

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Donate Life Breakthrough for transplants for prescription

all again, today I saw an article in which U.S. researchers have developed a new technique that would create an artificial heart from one human to which we have transplanted new cells. This is an advance that could revolutionize cardiovascular surgery transplant.



As reported in Nature Medicine, Dr. Doris Taylor and her team at the University of Minnesota took the mouse heart and emptied their cells by bathing with detergent, That made retaining the structural heart tissue, including blood vessels, atrioventricular valves and geometry. Then they did was fill this structure with newly formed cardiac cells, which were grown in cultures that mimicked the physiology of the heart.

After four days, there was the existence of contractions, and eight days, they detected a bulge of 2% in adult heart. Now, what they lack in vivo test the effectiveness of the artificial heart. "When we see the first beat we were speechless," said Dr. Harald C. Ott, co-author.

This experiment was also repeated with a pig heart, and that has come out successfully. But this technique will take years to implement it in humans. But it will have to verify the functionality of this method in vivo, the transplantation of a bioartificial heart a laboratory animal, "the goal will then develop blood vessels or whole organs that are generated by the patient's own cells," said Taylor.
If this new development is successful, the combination of regenerative medicine and transplantation, will overcome three issues of great importance: the rejection, the organ shortage and the short survival time them. It is certainly a breakthrough in transplantation medicine.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

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Welcome to Journal of Health. Today is my first update of this new blog I created. Hope you like it because it'll show you the most relevant news emerging in the world of health.
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Well start with a subject that affects both nurses and physicians. Just today, I read an article in which you want health nurses prescribe drugs to alleviate the consultations. This has led to a war, a war in which profenionales of medical schools have been raised against this measure, although there is a medical sector accept it, I must say.

The order that the Ministry of Health expects to release the nurses, would give them the ability to prescribe up to 200 medications without a physician's signature, as many patients visit the doctor so that he will prescribe a drug to be continue to take and which doctor has prescribed.

Thus, the Medical College (WTO) said that "it is necessary to know the specific treatment indication, do as the result of a complex learning process known as diagnosis which can only be acquired in the Bachelor of Medicine, for postgraduate training activity and postgraduate training activity and assistance activities supervised [the MIR]. "So the medical associations argue that if nurses prescribe a medicine for a cold ... What if behind a cold is a pneumonia?

A measure that would output demand of the general population. We'll have to wait to see if this measure passes or not, but the debate is on the table.