Sunday, June 22, 2008

Mederma For Dark Spots On Legs

she sang for me Maybe, What is for ...


Dreams ... pictures of Unconscious memory.
This little child doesn't want to scream,
'cos the fear is to much to show,
'cos the struggle has been lost,
the throat is closed and the eyes are wide
as he sees everythin' that's in front of him and everything that's in front of him it's as distant
as the truth behind open eyes.
Dreams...
Gifts from the one who's beyond it all.
This little girl it's on her knees She can't see or hear what's across the lid.
As I wander through and thou
As I see her dying from starvation The question always stay in front
prayin' to be answered, Why, oh why?
Tell me lord when will I be over?
Gonna be this or the next?
Gonna be me or the previous?
This little girl can't see hear or feel,
but sometimes not even I can see whats in there.
She asked me, once before,
If you had one wish, one true desire,
and that dream comes true...
Wouldn't it kill you?

Could You Really Live Without That Dream?
Or you'll make yourself Another impossible gold?
Just to see
Just to ease your mind,
Just to breath,
You Need it,
you crave for it,
But You Can not Have It.
Life is sickening,
'm disgusted, I'm with
pain.
But I can not see beyond.
Tomorrow Seems So Far ...

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Cough That Hurts The Throat

A history of dogs,

... and so it was after all the walking and found the owner find love and the salvation of his master. Taking it in his mouth the dragged out from the crowd, the screams, the dust and children weeping in a carnival of emotions, some sharp, some serious, but overall a sound trend Bulleri Augusta everything and locked it left behind everything that the dog could see, immediately forgetting just a few steps further.
time has passed since he left the city we loved and beloved dog, who, with full mouth and head up always remember your goal, to take her to the presence of his love for his spiritual and emotional healing, but he remembered the way to and remember the way back, and knew stormy and mellow as it was, but not in its mission desteñía and only stopped to drink water or eat a brook that was a dead rat on the road. Accommodating its load on a regular basis, the dog ran back to the hills, fields and cities without any never impressed until something out of his way. Do not know how or when he suffered a diversion may have been extreme in his ramblings that works to concentrate not to lose the burden was growing increasingly uncomfortable and heavy.
For when he realized that he had diverted a detour, was shot in a park full of clowns, all colorful and singers who met groups Huge people around funny jokes and funny faces. Seeing all this the dog, not out of his mind the trouble in which he was, came to see what the commotion was and saw, to his surprise, a woman dressed in colorful baggy clothes, a wig and tri-colored wool a bubble in the nose that lit the faces of the people against it, while the small capuchin monkey on his shoulder wearing down and hid among the people to go through with the dog and sit at his side. The dog looked attentive. The monkey just sat on the floor through the crowd did not seem to have seen. Looked at the dog, saw its load over laughing. With a gesture, bringing his hand to his mouth, told her not to tell anyone what was going to do and a surgeon gently coat pocket a large man who lost before him paying attention to the female clown show, a small animal leather briefcase was the little monkey to his head and turned to losing the crowd. The dog had been brought under human moral law in an act of goodwill released by a second loaded and fired its barking willing to make those around him know they were being cheated, but was taken aback when at least one second, the large crowd in which he was very well hidden became with him a large circle in the center. He stopped barking when he did not got the desired response, but without understanding what was happening came to a fat woman of remarkable economic bliss, that to be within three steps of the dog let out a shriek that deafened the room, followed by a faceless cry "God is dead !...¡ Mine is dead! " and chaos which erupted giant drop. People screamed and ran without direction or leadership. Many tried to hit the dog as if it was he who killed the girl and had been up there to show off their skills, but did not know what was the real agenda of this little creature.
Sometime during all this chaos a young boy approached the girl's body in an instant the dog was out of sight, the boy took her by the hand, she combed her hair and walked slowly to his ear and told him screaming and crying while all around him, "you, you are my beautiful, my luck, create me when I tell you, only love and you're ready for what follows ... " But the dog saw the boy from afar and could not hold him off running toward him in his speech and launched in anger and fury upon him, perhaps he thought that it would remove, and biting everything that could tighten his jaw ripped completely muscles of the face, splattering blood on everyone around him, and without stopping to attack small child until a bald, burly man from a well-aimed blow of your foot as picking up the child away and took him away from there. Having regained right after the coup, the dog deal with all his strength to get up and look for the child, the savior, but did not see her anywhere, could not find through the crowd ... The dog was frightened with each watching and could not find ... Running without sense or reason went all the slaughter and all the shouting of the people who kicked and insulted, spat and tried to grab ... Night had fallen and the stars had arrived, and the dog was alone under a tree trying to snuggle at night and hope to save his master, which seemed increasingly distant, increasingly impossible, more and more ... Unable to control his eyelids and his muscles relax without responding to their own stimuli, with the last light came into her eyes that she saw the child, the little boy tied to his savior, that child that he attacked without hesitation defending This was near him, her face completely bandaged, only his eyes were, and he came to her face and kissed him on the snout and the dog fell into a deep sleep that thought never wake up ...
did not know how much time had passed since I fell asleep, but apparently was too much, the tree under which they sought refuge was not exactly had been uprooted and the gigantic hole in the floor served as a cradle and that there was awaken and emerge to see the world where saving lost her anguish was too much for stand ... the huge square to which it had reached in its vaganbundeos no longer existed, now only had a crowd of endless buildings scrape the sky until it mourn, and tears that fell from the sweets were not the tears of sadness was not but the joy that he felt the universe to know that our little one had returned to the world to claim what is theirs, to claim it. The exact time of awakening the dog kicked smell, and after marveling at the new world set off by following your nose, which took him between buildings and homeless people to a new desert, a desert town of absinthe completely concrete and souls ...