en la disyuntiva no se puede ser ambas cosas

[ ESTOPA JÓDETE MODE ON] el poeta acaba descubriendo que el deseo, otrora rector indiscutible, se convierte en poquitín insoportable y dictador

de repente, la misoginia aparece como canto a la vida

de la feliz preservación de la especie al...
... uno mismo-aire frente a las corrientes comunes

no se puede quitar una pata a la mecedora porque se balancea sobre dos medias lunas.. ;P

el camino entre Arte y Logos tiene un punto de inflexión en el que el aquietamiento perfecto del poeta se desequilibra para llegar al frívolo esperpento del rebelde

llegar
dar un buen espectáculo
darse el piro

jalá leidi gaga sea capaz de romperles los esquemas a los feligreses como para que se hable de ello durante muchas-muchas lunas

es lo que hizo michael jackson

el Arte sólo es Excelencia cuando su manufactura, además de exitosa, lanza a sus consumidores hacia los terrenos del artista ( y no, waka, al revés)

el mejor músico de la historia nació en Hamelín...

como una hydra de innumerables cabezas, el humano improbable oscila entre criminal, vividor, filósofo y teólogo. Cuádriga de los renegados que fracasaron en el acto de sacrificar estética a lógica o viceversa.

el precio en términos negativos del entendimiento profundo y multidisciplinar de los mecanismos ocultos del escenario era la neurosis de quien sueña con la autocastración en el más querido, y menos correcto, de los ámbitos con-fundidos.

el aquietamiento en una poética de lo anterior es el beneficio, sólo cobrable en el muy improbable caso de que con el misterio de las cosas divinas fuese suficiente para quien desea ser ingeniero de la realidad por cuenta propia.

la ira de un dios es tan potente como incapaz de discernir

minerva detestaba la falta de criterio de marte

el mismo judeocristiano ahogaba por igual a justos que a injustos

discernir es un privilegio incompatible con el poder a partir de cierta cantidad

simplemente el poder no expresa poesía ni teología alguna, es adaptado a las circunstancias y como tal, eventualmente, anulador del yo

en cierto modo, una vía espiritual

la ira de un dios es la de una legión de demonios interiores demasiado acalorados como para hacer centuria en cruzada alguna de la razón

la ira de un dios no puede nada contra un mundo en el que una niña de seis años puede llevar de la mano a un monstruo y ofrecerle margaritas en la orilla del río con la plena tranquilidad que de la inconsciencia de la fealdad

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And Charles for a brief moment stepped back into the chanel bags room. He saw Mary on her knees, cradling Ernestina up. The mistress’s face was turned against the maid’s breast. Mary looked up at Charles: those vivid eyes seemed to forbid him to watch or remain. He accepted their candid judgment.
Chapter 51
For a long time, as I have said, the strong feudal hab-its of subordination and deference continued to cheap chanel bags tell upon the working class. The modern spirit has now almost entirely dissolved those habits . . . More and more this and that man, and this and that body of men, all over the country, are beginning to assert and put in practice an Englishman’s right to do what he likes: his right to march where he ugg boots on clearance likes, meet where he likes, enter where he likes, hoot as he likes, threaten as he likes, smash as he likes. All this, I say, tends to anarchy.

“I will not discuss this.”
“Where is she now? In London?”
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“My father will drag your name, both your names, through the mire. You will be spurned and detested by all who know you. You will be hounded out of England, you will be—“
He had halted at the door. Now he opened it. And that— or the chanel handbags impossibility of thinking of a sufficient infamy for him—made her stop. Her face was working, as if she wanted to say so much more, but could not. She swayed; and then some contradictory self in her said his name; as if it had been a nightmare, and now she wished to be told she was waking from it.

“The world shall know you for what you are. That nike jordan heels is all I care about.”
“The world will know, whatever happens.”
The enormity of what he had done flooded back through her. She kept shaking her head. He went and took a chair and sat facing her, too far to touch, but close enough to appeal to her better self.
“Can you suppose for one serious moment that I am unpunished? That this has not been the jordan heels most terrible decision of my life? This hour the most dreaded? The one I shall remember with the deepest remorse till the day I die? I may be—very well, I am a deceiver. But you know I am not heartless. I should not be here now if I were. I should have written a letter, fled abroad—“

“And she ... you ...”
He looked away.
“I have known her chanel outlet many years. I thought the attachment was broken. I discovered in London ... that it is not.”
“You love her?”
“Love? I don’t know . . . whatever it is that makes it impossible to offer one’s heart freely to another.”
“Why did you not tell me this at the beginning?”
There was a long pause. He could not louis vuitton handbags bear her eyes, which seemed to penetrate every lie he told.

She did not turn until he was close, and even louis vuitton azur canvas bag outlet then she would not look at him; instead, she felt in her coat pocket and silently, with downcast eyes, handed him yet another test, as if it were some expiatory offering. Charles took it, but her embarrassment was contagious.
“You must allow me to pay for these tests what I should pay at Miss Arming’s shop.”
Her head rose then, and at last their eyes met. He saw that she was offended; again he had that cheapest louis vuitton damier ebene canvas unaccountable sensation of being lanced, of falling short, of failing her. But this time it brought him to his senses, that is, to the attitude he had decided to adopt; for this meeting took place two days after the events of the last chapters. Dr. Grogan’s little remark about the comparative priority to be accorded the dead and the living had germinated, and Charles now saw a scientific as well as a humanitarian reason louis vuitton damier azur canvas bags in his adventure. He had been frank enough to admit to himself that it contained, besides the impropriety, an element of pleasure; but now he detected a clear element of duty. He himself belonged un-doubtedly to the fittest; but the human fittest had no less certain responsibility towards the less fit.

“From what you said—“
“This book is about the living, Smithson. chanel bags outlet Not the dead.”
The doctor rather crossly turned to replace the lamp on its table. Charles stood.
“You are quite right. I apologize.”
The little doctor eyed him sideways.
“Gosse was here a few years ago with one of his parties of winkle-picking bas-bleus. Have you read his Omphalos?”
Charles smiled. “I found it central to nothing but the sheerest absurdity.”

Lyell, let me interpose, was the father of modern geology. cheap mbt shoes Already Buffon, in the famous Epoques de la Nature of 1778, had exploded the myth, invented by Archbishop Ussher in the seventeenth century and recorded solemnly in count-less editions of the official English Bible, that the world had been created at nine o’clock on October 26th, 4004 B.C. But even the great French naturalist had not dared to push mbt shoes clearance the origin of the world back further than some 75,000 years. Lyell’s Principles of Geology, published between 1830 and 1833—and so coinciding very nicely with reform elsewhere— had burled it back millions. His is a largely unremembered, but an essential name; he gave the age, and countless scien-tists in other fields, the most meaningful space. His discov-eries blew like chanel bags a great wind, freezing to the timid, but invigorating to the bold, through the century’s stale meta-physical corridors. But you must remember that at the time of which I write few had even heard of Lyell’s masterwork, fewer believed its theories, and fewer still accepted all their implications. Genesis is a great lie; but it is also a great cheap chanel bags poem; and a six-thousand-year-old womb is much warmer than one that stretches for two thousand million.

One night, then, Sarah heard the girl weeping. She went nike jordan heels into her room and comforted her, which was not too diffi-cult, for Millie was a child in all but her years; unable to read or write and as little able to judge the other humans around her as a dog; if you patted her, she understood—if you kicked her, then that was life. It was a bitterly cold night, and Sarah had simply slipped into the bed and taken the girl jordan heels in her arms, and kissed her, and quite literally patted her. To her Millie was like one of the sickly lambs she had once, before her father’s social ambitions drove such peasant procedures from their way of life, so often brought up by hand. And heaven knows the simile was true also for the plowman’s daughter.

He stood over Charles, and directed the words into him cheap louis vuitton bags with pointed finger. “It was as if the woman had become addicted to melancholia as one becomes addicted to opium. Now do you see how it is? Her sadness becomes her hap-piness. She wants to be a sacrificial victim, Smithson. Where you and I flinch back, she leaps forward. She is possessed, you see.” He sat down again. “Dark indeed. Very dark.”
There was a silence louis vuitton outlet between the two men. Charles threw the stub of his cheroot into the fire. For a moment it flamed. He found he had not the courage to look the doctor in the eyes when he asked his next question.

“I think I might well join you.”
“And begad we wouldn’t chanel bags be the only ones.” The doctor took a fierce gulp of his toddy. “The whole town would be out. But that’s neither here nor the other place. I did what I could for the girl. But I saw there was only one cure.”
“Get her away.”
The doctor nodded vehemently. “A fortnight later, Grogan’s coming into his house one afternoon and this colleen’s walking towards the Cobb. I have her in, I talk to her, I’m authentic damier canvas bags for cheap as gentle to her as if she’s my favorite niece. And it’s like jumping a jarvey over a ten-foot wall. Not-on, my goodness, Smithson, didn’t she show me not-on! And it wasn’t just the talking I tried with her. I have a colleague in Exeter, a darling man and a happy wife and four little brats like angels, and he was just then looking out for a governess. I told her so.”

haitai

el spam demuestra que los que detentan el poder se sienten guiris y no españoles

pues que se vayan a detentarlo a guirilandia

España: ¡ Reacciona!

Vamos a largar a los borbones de la zarzuela y no dejemos ni al froilancito

a Alejandro Sanz le ha dado por el "esoterismo misógino", hahaha

er picha dice que con la música no se juega, pero...

se equivoca

allí donde se pretenda lo sagrado asistiremos a la defunción de un arte

personalmente me da igual el color del aire

todos pueden ser válidos

( si se sabe mirar)

me encanta
gozo la banda

con luciana o sin ella XDD

cultura popular = tautología

popular = cultura

hey

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