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Poco a poco quiero recuperar todas las fotos de mi lj que borré en un acto de locura=)))
De este modo me sentiré orgullosa de mi misma por haber mejorado la apariencia de este blog,que hace tiempo venía en decadencia por la falta de estabilidad emocional.
Ahora quiero dejar aquí la foto que elegí como imagen de usuario,porque creo rotundamente que así me veo a diario.


No podemos ser perfectos,pero podemos mejorar lo que somos)
Y cada día hacer una cosa buena.Y veremos la diferencia en poco tiempo.

No puedo creer que tengo capacidad telepatica,entonces esto explica porque me ocurren ciertas cosas,que prefiero no comentar.
Pero al mismo tiempo me resulta absurdo,acaso no es tambien asunto de las ciencias tomar parte de esto?
Me asombro a mi misma como asepto por fin lo que soy,sin tener reparo de mis defectos.
Usted conoce bien mis defectos,esto nunca revelados a nadie.
Quería encontrar un sentido a todos esos sintomas que me invadian,y encontre la cura.
Asi tan simplemente tener coraje para afrontar mis problemas,no quiería aseptar que usted terminara siendo uno de estos.
No es que le concidere un problema,de modo que debía usted entender que el verdadero problema siempre fué enfrentarte nuevamente.
No obstante con que fin giraría el mundo si yo no me negara.
Nada debe ser así de perfecto,como que sólo por que sopla yo voy a moverme...
...hay ciertos factores que aparecieron repentinamente,esto hace que yo quiera alejarme,sin explicacion.
Por que he de tenerle lastima? o por qué he de sentir amor?
No era que lo imaginario?
Me da risa,por que ya entendí lo que pasa...un poco risa de tí y otro poco reirse de mi misma.
Y escribir estupidamente para que si lo traduce le de un resultado comprensible.
No importa que las cosas no salen como quiere,al final bien conoce que tiene lo que esperaba.
No tiene que ser así,estoy poniendo todo mi empeño en esto.
De todos modos,Díos me hizo con las fallas suficientes para que le deje ganar,aún así le diré que no...y usted se reirá de lo incoherente que soy.
No es mas felíz ahora que se dió el gusto,simplemente siente que a nadie le interesan esas cosas que no se ven...
Pensaba,no dejé de hacerlo,y ahora quiero que desaparezca otra vez,pero en su interior sabe que no es verdad..
hasta desde su ausencia e ignorantemente,parece sentirlo.
Acaso lo siente? Y como es posible?,quién era yo entonces molestando arduamente.
No sé.
No me gusta mentir a mí misma y ya no quiero hacerlo.Al menos podría no atormentarme con sus apariciones fantasmagoricas.
A veces estoy tan enojada.
Qué significa su silencio,acaso es insignificante?
Nunca creí,por eso amé,y nunca dí por que no había qué.
No quiero entender,lo que no sé...eso es adivinar.
No me gusta flotar en una barca de papel!
En la locura,oh como puede usted llamarle locura a algo que no conoce...
usted no vivió el laberinto de los que tejen sus propias prisiones de tela de arañas...un veneno tan dulce como usted no conoce.
Disfrutar de nuestra propia morfina,y navegar los rincones mas escondidos de nuestra mente.
A veces creo que es muy dificil escribir sobre algo especifico,asi que trato de decir algo que pasa completamente desapercivido...nunca te darás cuenta.

O quizás,yo me equivoqué.
Nunca es tarde para decir la verdad,nunca es tarde para mentir,si amas en realidad.

Aqui paso a relatar mi sueño y luego el significado del mismo.
(Sí,efectivamente," a veces " creo en estas cosas)
Y de las otras doy fé por que las he vivido,lamenteblemente no puedo dar testimonio de ello,por que dirán que estoy loca.

Sueño:

Sonó el teléfono y atendí el llamado "aló",cuando habitualmente yo digo "hola".
Me pareció conocer la voz del hombre que llamó,(era realmente un viernes por la noche,estaba sola en casa y me dormí con mi hijo por unos minutos,yo calculo que dormí 5 minutos)
La voz dijo "aló" en respuesta y agregó,"Felíz cumpleaños",realmente me emocioné y continúa hablando,pero no entiendo que dice.
Llego luego en esos minutos que valían por centésimas de segundos...y se apareció frente a mí con un ramo de rosas.Y sonrió.
No lo podía creer! es una locura,yo pensé.No puede ser,es imposible,jamas se acordó de mi cumpleaños,él es incapáz de un saludo semejante.
Y cuando tomé las rosas entre las manos,desperté.

Telephone:

To see or hear a telephone in your dream, signifies a message from your unconscious or some sort of telepathic communication. You may be forced to confront issues which you have tried to avoid. Alternatively, the telephone represents your communication and relationship with others.

To dream that you do not want to answer the ringing telephone, indicates lack of communication. There is a situation or relationship that you are tying to keep at a distance.

To dream that you are having a telephone conversation with someone your know, signifies an issue that you need to confront with that person. This issue may have to do with letting go some part of yourself.


Roses

To see roses blooming in your dream, signifies faithfulness in love and the arrival of a much joyous occasion. Roses also symbolize love, passion, desire, femininity, unity, and romance, particularly if they are red roses. If you see a white rose, then it symbolizes virginity, pureness, and secrecy. It you see a yellow rose, then it refers to infidelity or jealousy. According to Freud, the rose represents the female genitalia.

To see withered roses in your dream, signifies death or the parting or absence of loved ones.

To smell roses in your dream, denotes unimaginable happiness and pleasure. Perhaps, the dream is telling you that you need to slow down and smell the roses or else you will miss out on some opportunity or event in your life.

To see thorny roses in your dream, suggests that you are having difficulties or issues in your personal relationship. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you need to overcome some sticky or prickly situation before you can reap the benefits, as represented by the rose.







P.S
No entiendo,por qué mi subconciente me traicionó tan vilmente!
Stop

El invierno pasado america tambien sufrio con el tema de la gripe y con este tema murio mucha gente,con el cambio climatico ahora muchos paises sufren esta catastrofe.
No hay consuelo a semejante cosa,yo debo decir que soy afortunada y toda mi familia,pero murieron muchos niños,eso nos deja un dolor muy grande.
No creo que sea una guerra bacteriologica,mas bien me parece que es todo a causa de los cambios climaticos y la mutacion de los virus.
Para los que actualmente son amenazados por este,que Dios les acompañe y los salve.

Angelito)



I like this)
Basshunter - Now You're Gone






Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

There’s an empty place in my heart
It won’t alarm me it will break apart
It won’t heal, it never fades away
I’ll be thinkin’ ’bout you everyday

Are you ready?
Ready for take-off!

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

There’s an empty place in my heart
It won’t alarm me it will break apart
It won’t heal, it never fades away
I’ll be thinkin’ ’bout you everyday

1.
Breakfast at a gas station, and some jokes.



Jorge,Pablo,Igor y Juan.


Pasha,Alejandra y Martín.


She,is me...sleepy and rarely smoking a cigarette)
It´s true,because I have wish sometimes to.

Vitaliy,and you don´t need explanation to know who is him))

2.
Arrived at the entrance, a vacant lot a couple of years ago,
I do not know the reasons, but previously was a
Jewish home for seniors.
Tenia hospital wards, houses, gardens, and a temple.
We could use the houses, the hospital, but the temple is prohibited.
I had a rare feeling there,till scare






















3.
When we were ready
showed us the way of the game, and took us to our bunker.

The sky began to change to black and we could feel the wind of rain.
I must admit that the beauty of the place captivated me on many occasions, and I was constantly distracted.
Some fruit trees and flowers.
I felt like a bug of city,
lost in nature, wanting to stay there a little more.
We were divided into 4 teams, Alpha, and I belong to the first team, second in command.
And I never thought it would be running so for all the field ...
I asked God that comes the rain, until the rain came and soaked the clay,
that like oil on the polished tiles let me off around,
then lost his balance and fell, my ass on earth!
It really hurt me and my colleagues were surprised because this girl got up smiling.






















4.
Had started the game and took some photos,
since Alpha 1 should with carrying an engineer and keep him safe.
After a few minutes was necessary to pay attention to our work.
Almost...but everything was perfect.
















5.
I really wanted to eat and drink since morning
but it was impossible to leave the game so frustratingly.
So I endured as they soldier in training.
Something really ugly!








Our friends always laugh that I take their pictures when they are eating ...
Mere coincidence.









Here I am again, but drinking all day mate ... sucking mate,say here.
Sweet or sour,strong or herbs, always
is present at our events.
Some things are traditional.





Get the rain with all his force...hmm




She is the new woman playing with us,nice person,really..and for end me are not the only one woman there...this is very,very good,because I have a new friend!


In this photo are Cano from other team,Igor and Pablo,again.

Here in multicam is our Commander,in other say our friend Igor.



Here I am with my assistant on the team.But really
he is very modest, because everyone knows that he has all the qualifications to be second in command.
he asked the commander to give me his place,
because he felt that oil was missing after some time without play.
But the best is that I can change to assistant,its not a problem,we are a team,and we are friends in the team.


Well and again the commander prepared to follow a few more minutes of play.

6.
This grassy path get to what once had been a hospital,
even existed papers
pasted on the walls and a list of persons who had been housed there.
ran a chill in my back ... unexpectedly.
Maybe you can see, a picture where they are assembled and passageways,
many rooms and halls divided by walls on which you can peek.
Medical waste and Artefatos, fireplaces, the occasional toy like if you ever walked the children to see their grandparents.
We were just me and my team in the vast area ...
my post at the end of the corridor across several rooms that seemed tunnels ..
and the major leave me alone, and assistant commander was behind ..
And I remembered a dream, scary, ghosts of war.
You can not understand why can not see the same thing than me.
So when I was overcome with fear and fell face down the storm I entered the dark hall looking for my comrades ...
And I whispered "this is just a game."





























And when I was side by side with my comrades, change the guard to the front,
engineer looked at me and smiling orders me not to move.
Sped away halfway down the aisle saying, right back.
And I said hiding
distress,
no delay.
And in the quiet hallway the wind
blew a can, I bristled the hair.
I felt the emptiness and loneliness of that gloomy castle disease.
And the tin moved as mockery,
and you know that these things do not happen always.
Came the engineer and commander, relieving my burden, dropped the wind a security tape from the door, and said laughingly
almost ashamed ...I almost shot,just moviment ..
Imagine for a moment the soldiers of war and
naively understand the incomprehensible.











7.









And back home, very tired,
pain in the legs ..
And I´m gratefull for the friends that always be to my side.






Thanks!

Translate
chess chips are on a power play
we must learn to live in harmony
because while some die of hunger
Derocher other money and time on nonsense
it is clear
this is a calling and that was just abusate time
release it!

Yandel ()
Only you decide your final
I want to talk
subtraction only mourn
the world is wrong
do not want to cheat
just stop and think
we have to react
time is running out!

Wisin ()
you need to talk about the topic
problems are happening
or you are saved or you condemn
ay some drown in alcohol penalties
others in the neighborhood are unlocked the vein
rows, or the ship will burn
I see blood on the scene
I accept to me that your jesus christ
and I get the emblem
I pick up and change the system



Yandel ()
Only you decide your final
I want to talk
subtraction only mourn
the world is wrong
do not want to cheat
just stop and think
we have to react
time is running out!

Wisin ()
Sometimes you suffer to live preys
longer pretend not wait to die
in this concrete jungle that resist ay
begins to give to receive



Yandel ()
Only you decide your final
I want to talk
subtraction only mourn
the world is wrong
do not want to cheat
just stop and think
we have to react
time is running out!


hey wake up
and defend your values bro!
do not let your feelings die
and focus on doing good
together for a story!

Last night he came home as usual,
a smile on his face and gave me a kiss.
And with the same phobia as always, quick to serve the table.
Sometimes I think I never change my habit of doing everything at the last moment)
I already for the 22 pm,face tired, I worked from noon and wanted to go ...
Oh spring, fell down from my nose and eyes in rain began to itch ..
To make matters worse, I live on the second floor of a two-story house.
Above, while the neighbor was craving for steak ...
Smoke inside the house !!..
I thought that my allergies.. and not say good words.
My rabbit had caught several days with Dr. House,
so he lay on the couch with his eyes on the monitor.
They reached 12 in the night, but my fairy godmother was on a cruise caring for Peter Pan
And what resulted from all this, is that just had to wash dishes.
There was something between those acts.
Perhaps best of all ...
I went to my room and sat on the bed,
last Friday had a very strange dream ...
If I tell here I feel guilty for not telling the truth.
I really would have to lie.
I took my books from my folder of notes, and went on an old story.
I loved, what they say sometimes there.
So I wrote up that allergy disappeared.
As always says
"Nora, you're a disaster."
And when listening this me smiling...its not true.

Finally I went to bed, and turns.
Cold, wet night, I can not sleep!
I want to leave, I'm drowning ... something is bothering me more than
the suffocation of the room.
Denrées dancing like devils to me, seems to call it.
But I will not, I refuse to death to twist my arm.

I looked out the window from the bed.
A light can enter from the street.
I think, why not stop snoring?
Fatigue, I know.
I took off my clothes and slept on sheets eager to forget who I am.
Me
transformed into something.
He asked a lot before bed,
I gave him a kiss and said:
heat when you writes?
I thought, he wants to guess ... jaja

I can laugh a little?
I liked the roses, and her voice on the phone.
but damn dream!,I dont sleep a wink all week.
Now also, I plan to travel to the coast.
So God willing I'll be for Christmas at sea.
And all this as a kick in the ass,
and follow working.

hm,I do not know what else to say,
therefore I will remain silent to not ruin the moment...








P.S
guess

In this world you tried,
Not leaving me alone behind.
There's no other way,
I pray to the gods let him stay.
The memories ease the pain inside,
And now I know why.

All of my memories keep you near.
In silent moments,
Imaging you here.
All of my memories keep you near,
In silent whispers, silent tears

Made me promise I'd try,
To find my way back in this life.
Hope there is a way,
To give me a sign you're okay.
Reminds me again it's worth it all,
So I can go home.

All of my memories keep you near.
In silent moments,
Imaging you here.
All of my memories keep you near.
In silent whispers, silent tears.

Together in all these memories,
I see your smile.
All of the memories I hold dear.
Darling you know I'll love you,
Til the end of time.

All of my memories keep you near
In silent moments,
Imaging you here.
All of my memories keep you near,
In silent whispers, silent tears.

All of my memories...

Los caminos ya no se cruzan,mi Señor,
aunque yo tomé mi destino,
el suyo quedo a la mitad,de su conciencia humana tambien.
Yo seré siempre lo que Díos desee ver en mí.
Mitad carne o mitad alma,
no tenga temor de mí,
porque mi espada no es la lengua que difama,
y mi verdad no es tán sólo palabras.

El aire que me quitas,
simplemente vuelve a tí
en trozos de mi alma.

No se ha llevado con él todo el aliento,
ni toda la esencia del ser,
pero vaga dentro de mí,
transformandose en un eterno recuerdo,
posiblemente mortal.

En los cielos,un sólo reino,
pintó violaceo gris,
no fué el amor iluminado en sus ojos,
sólo la ilusión que usted no pudo mentir.

Una mirada al espejo,dentro de su corazón,
tenía más valor que su rostro junto aquella flor.
Nubes de opium,humo de amapolas rojas en nuestro jardín,
jamás tuvo el mundo tanto perfume sin rosas.

Y en el vidrio de un bus,
veo almas desconocidas que se reflejan,
enseñandome a escribir nuevamente un poema.

I love to read, listen to music and coffee with friends in the room.
rains, mostly in solitude, or sleep in bed with My lover.
I like to eat cereals and yogurt.
Vegetables and no meat.
I believe in God and my mother.
Anyone who does not
loved me, I always loved)
I love to write.
Helping people.
Listen and give advice to my real friends.
Running for my children, anywhere.
I am an optimistic person,
sometimes even too much.
I do not believe in the life of pink
but sometimes paint this of
colors.
I am idealistic,
sometimes even selfish with my ideas.
Material things
I give everything I can,
I never regret it
I wanted to make people happy,
but many people want too much,
While others do not know what they want.
I wanting work longer
If I will be not so tired.
Dreams and coins in the fountain.
I wrote love letters.
Eyes that see ghosts.
I look at the stars when I am sad.
However, when I want to understand
where from we came
and where we go.
I loved birds,
dogs.
Sometimes cats.
I love the sea, but
I also fear of sea.
Spiritual energy.

I do not like a lot of talk on the phone,
but I have problems using SMS.
Nobody can talk of me,
if do not know me.
I'm just trying to be.
And do not talk about it,just a fast view about an strange person.








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