Monday, October 20, 2008

Thyroglossal Duct Cyst Baby

"Dada means nothing"







The Dada art. Actually it is a movement that has no typecasting or cataloging possible ... An expression that is revealed and questions continually pace of life and the world today ... It was started in the early Great post-World War by the Romanian poet Tristan Tzara as a complaint with the atrocities committed in consequence of it, which had ravaged Europe. Celebrated the casual, the absurd, the spontaneous and uncontrolled.
The Dada says things like:

"A work of art is never beautiful by decree, objectively and for all. Therefore, the criticism is useless, it exists only subjectively, without the minimum degree of generality . Is there anyone who believes they have found the psychic basis common to all mankind? "
"Those who are with us preserve their freedom. We know of no theory. No more academies Cubist and Futurist, laboratories of formal ideas. Is it useful to amass money art and pet the gentle burghers? Agree its tinkling rhymes with coins and musicality slides along the line of the belly in profile. All groups of artists have gone to the bank despite riding other comets. This is an open door to the possibility of roll-docking cushions and a good table. "


Instructions for
poem Take a newspaper *
* Take scissors

* Choose the a newspaper article that has the length to give your poem

* Trim Article

* Cut carefully then each of the words in the article and put them in a bag

* Shake gently

* Now remove each cut out one after another

* Copy conscientiously in the order in which they left the bag

The poem will resemble you
And you're a writer, infinitely original and haunting sensitivity, though misunderstood of the vulgar.


Interesting no? I like the idea of \u200b\u200bbreaking the patterns dice and question the reality presented to us, especially in this society so dehumanized and schematized in which we live ... can be the beginning of a change ...

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Bosch Dishwasher That Leaves Dishes Filmy

tell you ... Your Mom - Day tribute of Mother (October 19)

This video is dedicated to all mothers in their day, they do everything to see their children happy, those who struggle daily, expired, large and small, strong, weak, those who weep and suffer, which give your heart ... for those who have their children nearby, who saw their children leave, they even looking ...
With all the love in the world I say THANK to Lucia mother for making me, make me happy with his gentle presence and giving me strength to continue when the sky turns dark when the lights go out and I do not see the road ... THANKS by up when stumbling and fill me with kisses and hugs when I need ...
Mother: never stop fighting ... and you are no longer alone ...




Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Radeon 9000 Family Vista Sterowniki Pobierz

a grandmother searching for her missing granddaughter

a couple of days ago I received an email from a friend that moved me soul and heart. Many of you may have already received this mail as part of a chain of solidarity, I also wanted to join, but many others may have not ... It is a grandmother searching for many years to his granddaughter, taken away like so many other babies and children during the military dictatorship in Argentina 70-80 years from the arms of their parents ... Pay close attention, maybe someone can help save a life in need of reunion, justice ... so this never happens again and memory will always remain active ...




transcribe the letter because you might not read:

"Dear Granddaughter:

'm your grandmother" Chicha "Cherobik Mariani, I look for from the moment that Etchecolatz, Camps and his troops killed your mother and kidnapped you from your home on Calle 30 n º 1134 de La Plata, Argentina. It was November 24, 1976 and were 3 months old. From that moment with your father looking until he too was murdered.

Although they tried to convince me that you died in the shootout, I knew you were alive. Today it is proven that survived and are held by someone. 31 years and already have your document number is probably closer to 25,476,305 with which you scored. I would ask you to look for pictures of when you were a baby and compare it with those that accompany the text.

I want to tell your paternal grandfather was devoted to music and I to the arts, your maternal grandparents were devoted to science, your mother loved literature and your dad was a graduate in economics. Both had a great sense of solidarity and commitment to society. Some of this will have on your inclinations of life because, even though you've been raised in a different home, one stores internally the genes of their ancestors. Surely there are many unanswered questions that hover within.

My more than 80 years, my ambition is to embrace and recognize in your eyes, I would like you to come to me for this long search is concretized in the greatest desire that keeps me going, who we are.

Clara Anahí, while I hope you will keep looking for you.

It holds you, your grandmother "Chicha Mariani"

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Volleyball Printed Spandex




Spring Angel
I found
playing with the fairies
in a forest teddy bears
giving your smile
cotton bell,


looking amazed with stars
in your eyes
beauty
of the small, insignificant
,

what we can not see

The magic of your fingers slash
a cloud passing
your sky always blue

and full of sunlight

my dark gray days

sad
silent do

amancecer my night

with your siren song,

lashes
me shelter from the cold
and feet of duende

trying to walk alongside
mine

although they achieve half
as prefer rock you in my arms

and fill the warm breeze of your breath

quiet and magical kisses
unconditional love


nest on my chest looking

heat and petting
away from danger you
take my hands

that surround you and you

cradle for your trip

to an enchanted world
of laughter and play
diapers and warm milk

that make you happy,

small
vast
indecipherable