More Frequent Periods As I Get Older

We have to want

WE MUST want a little more

Today has been one of these days that make you think, reflect and doubt about what human beings can do. All this comes after seeing a newspaper story which said that an elderly patient with Alzheimer's is abandoned the fate of God.

I summarize the story, this lady lives alone in a rented house and the police in the street, totally disoriented, after learning where lives are at home but she has left the keys inside, then the police notifies the owner that will be born by the door and the next day you start packing the sick lady and pays a hotel for a day. This hotel to find that the wife is sick and has to take another hotel and finally appears in this story people with heart, with good use of reason and call the police explaining that a sick person is abandoned. The police came and after making inquiries contact a resident's daughter outside Spain, and is not responsible for his mother, then the police brought her to a center for people with Alzheimer's and also take care of the woman and the moment is admitted to the hospital, because you are doing tests to see your status health. This is the news today I read in the newspaper and is REAL.

As I said at the beginning makes me think, as there may be people who react in this way, as there may be children who do not want to know anything about a mother who has given you life, you think the world we live really deserve something in our lives after seeing these things, I guess that these people can be human, have no heart.

No know if this has come over me after what has happened to me personally but has nothing to do with this story, if there are people without heart, without reason, that others do not think only of yourself, I thought that this person was the only selfish but today I've seen more selfish, and that's what worries me, what made me think and think, but anyway I guess someday God will do justice.

And taking advantage of these dates, let stand a few seconds and we will try to give a little love and love to all around us sure that we all someday get to have a more beautiful world, a world full of color.

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MANOLO RODRIGUEZ OPEN LETTER TO WALK WHEN

LETTER MANOLO RODRIGUEZ OPEN

Today I excited to see it posted in the forum my friend Sousa, Manolo.
I excited to see you succeed as a civilian outside their homeland, their struggle, ambition, strength and tenacity.

doing what he likes to sing, sing my heart, as reflected in his lyrics and sings to his people, his people sing, sing to your friends and sing to the land he adopted, Hospitalet de Llobregat.

Today I felt more proud, if anything, to be born in the same village as the Master of the songs, the Master of the word, the master of poetry, the Master of passion, proud to be Ringer like you.

On November 22, 2008, received a fitting tribute, after 20 years standing on stage doing all those who enjoy going to see you and your party, first together with your brothers to lovers and now Andalucia Your group lovers.

certainly had the same nerves as the first time you subistes on stage, but there it was your family and your friends giving you all your heart and you had friends who were not there physically but you had the soul in that theater, along to you, hoping that everything turns out well, as you expected. We all had the heart next to yours. All were with our friend, Manolo Rodriguez "The Lovers of Andalucia," "The Lovers'."

Dedicated to Manolo, a bell ringer who wins out of their land and that leads to La Campana and flag.

Thanks.

Joaquín Bravo

1000ft Tree Of Wisdom

IF MY PEOPLE
MARCHÉ
With twenty years of age recently left my land. Gone was my family, friends and my roots, which I have never forgotten.

After twelve years, not a day passes that I do not remember, the countryside, the streets and the people of this blessed land.

In February, with four rags a costume, with a piece of cane, a whistle and sing those coplillas carnival.

When incense is leaving their scent on Easter, I am on Friday, the output of Nuestro Padre Jesus Nazareno, in the silence of the Plaza de Andalucia, the song of an arrow in the corner of Lora Street.

Forty degrees in the shade, what if we enjoy a good cold drink to the sound of Seville Adelfa 5 and the Choir, at the booth at the fair with friends.

to dismiss in September and summer is the feast in honor of our pattern where the bulls and enjoy various performances.

In the cold winter comes the warmth of home with Christmas, the good wishes and the family environment, the wishes of Peace and Love

But for me all year that I look far desire and anxiety is when flowers bloom, the town is decked out, dress in their finery, the women pull out their flamenco dresses, everyone sings Seville, when all we see Our Lady of Fatima to accompany the pilgrimage, this is the date I wait all year to return to my village and see my family, my friends and get my roots.

R.m.s. Queen Elizabeth

35 Ob. Ter. I stole

I only remember the maelstrom of images
within a clot of people
back to me the arcane illusions
beings who fly and operate together and die alone.

distressed is not borne worm

horrible people beautiful is the person vomits his alimneta
and embarks on a new flight
loggerheads

crushing
tortuous emotions of those who know no more than one and less than

for both only to die in peace and live in tragedy ...