Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Hull-options & Derivatives




many times have imagined things to become reality? How many times have you
mental strength to your wishes come true?
between imagination and

dejavu ... Five days before he came on February 1, the day that would for the first time the man had proposed marriage to me, my state of nerves increased.
not surrendered in my work enough, imagination never rose higher over time, I was impatient.
It took me a desperate fear, a fear that froze the body.
thought, what if either of them something bad to happen before the game? Something that could cloud our joy?
was afraid that wanting to change the course of our lives, something stronger than our desire to say: And not impeded in any way.
What is the truth that may be true for all people across time and space?
What the thinker creates with his thoughts. Or as they say and Sandra Ray Leonard in their article "The creative power of thoughts" posted on the Internet. The only way to prove that this statement is not really thinking that it is not.
Positive thoughts produce positive results and negative thoughts, negative. It's that simple. To turn positive in life you have to turn negative thoughts into positive ones. Emotions can be transformed in the same way.

So strong were my thoughts that my negativity energy brought disaster.
On Saturday 27 February at 4 pm I finished my day at the clothing store where he worked as public relations in Barranquilla.
then I prepared to walk to the bus stop as it would go to Aunt Checha to rest. Paré
a relatively small bus route and went without haste, the driver started upon pressing the second step I lost my balance, my body swayed back and fell backward onto the pavement.
I felt absolutely no pain just chills my face turned brown to black and saw only hands that wanted help, I felt heat in my head, I sat and then my blood started falling in streams down my face.
all shouting, but my mind just wondered what I had done? Just missing a few days for the meeting.
took me to the clinic where she interned for the hit, he could not utter a word, just shook and trembled incessantly.
wept at the thought that the recklessness of a bus driver and my negativity, I would put an end to a story that just begun.
thinker is said that causes everything that happens in mind and then manifests itself as the reality of his life. It seems to me
happened to me.
Thank God the result was only slightly injured, a few points on the head, a haircut at the wound site and a few scratches. Sure
swelling and pain in the head lasted about 2 months.
I recovered quickly and February 1, I go to pick up the airport with bruises and scrapes to my cyber-boyfriend Peru.
I recognized him instantly. We hugged and cried no matter how few people around who surprised asked how long ago we met. If they had known.
We went by taxi to the house where he would spend his time in Barranquilla and happiness on his face gave him finally welcome the first day of our lives together.
Since that day I struggle with myself to change my thoughts. Always
needed to keep the mind and body engaged in healthy distractions, work, play sports, practice or learn crafts, help in any way the kind of people like me who imagine more than they should and their thoughts on life is that images are not real, you think about the why of things?, possible and the impossible, circumstances and signs.
Many, many of my dreams are positive, but when trying to undo them appear negative because I have seen how real can be.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

How Good Is Rapid Hiv Test After 32 Days

imagination ... I Fell Internet Tips for the idiots who fall in love on the web





ever Mrs. Rosalba (my mother) told me: The Internet is for lonely nerds and psychopaths without a partner ...


And it is difficult to accept that more and more people around the world is worth this way to find (the love of his life) partner or as they say in my country, "THE WORST IS nothing "in a weekend.


Although good, it can be a sad truth that more assimilated we become less accessible and sociable people, perhaps unable
est ablecer una relación de noviazgo con alguno de los seres que nos relacionamos día a día. Pero así es.


¿Qué ha hecho que miles de hombres y mujeres de todos lo rincones acudan al internet para encontrar el amor que ansían y no se manifiesta en su vida cotidiana?
¿Hemos perdido la capacidad de relacionarnos honesta y verdaderamente con los conocidos de nuestro entorno?
¿ Acaso el invisible muro de la distancia es el cómplice perfecto para dejar asomar nuestro verdadero rostro?



En este caso le hablo aquellas personas capaces de ser auténticos and pure of heart, because evil there is also using the internet to vent all their pent-up anger against the world.
That is the advantage or disadvantage of the internet.
do not think this means could take poetry to true love and critics warn.

the contrary.
poetry and romance, became defense weapons of the relationship he held with POL-Harder on the Internet.
Those were our weapons but by the character or personality that each of us has, but the relationships vary according to the couple and the ways of being.
both had in our homes that romantic side I always wanted and sought ways to stay afloat. I was just asleep.



When we meet that person that everything is tuned and keeping awake all known and unknown qualities of our being.
course must be said that the internet is not a means for everyone there who need physical contact to feel they have a real relationship with those who are interested, some people only believe what they see and what they have the power to control, view etc.
In my opinion this way to meet POL-HARDER was right for them.





More than once we have held informal talks after marriage we confess that we had not fixed to one another if they know the way had been in a cafe or walking down the street .
That may sound a bit harsh to say is true.

POL_HARDER ensures that physically attractive but would have seemed very intimidating.
And also would not have dared to be addressed by my size and stature, my face that reveals a strong character which he said scared when expressed discomfort.


I dislike In order for your comments to the contrary nothing amuses me because I consider it successful. Ja, ja, ja ... On the other hand I'm sure that had he known
POL-HARDER to a friend or work for example would not have awakened in me sighs.
He and I are physically normal and healthy. Not too pretty, or ugly.
accustomed to looking at the white girls and I high and spiky bodies. However
amethyst at that time (now Eklektik) curly-haired brunette and POL-HARDER average height and india today s race
beautifully on a marriage together.



As Sergio Valdivia Correa says magazine editor to be happy (weekly internet) in his article "Love comes unexpectedly." Many relationships are not good as they have been joined in his quest of physical attraction.
Everyone knows the recipe for being happy or try to be, everyone knows what he looks beautiful in the eyes and it would be impossible to miss the opportunity to look, but with just a glance you can not whether the package look very clean and tidy contains within it the gift of our appreciation. Valdivia
According to a lasting relationship is qu
and do the opposite of what most people do, first "must seek good friends and have relationships with people with whom they share interests."
Love may be hiding in one of them.
There will be a fruitful relationship when two are attracted first by the mental, emotional and then by physical attraction eventually come as a natural addition.


This happened in my life experience.
with whom I had a purely physical attraction from the beginning, mirage of love, it all ended in a short time.
But the only man I shared my idea of \u200b\u200blife and projects I have cultivated a relationship
which I see no end ...

And then, the physical matter? The answer might be slightly faster: Yes or no.
But I also influencing factors that affect the answers.
For example, a beautiful body in an attractive face is a fun and gustito you enjoy ... but it will happen very quickly. Clear when one has
and physical and gray matter is conspicuous by its absence.


much I will not touch the issue of intelligence Vs beauty because there are also gross (as) and ugly (as).
Beauty is so subjective, your eyes do not look like mine. For you, beauty can mean on a scale of 1 to 10 by 10, for me, maybe less.
Let's face it, nobody will sleep with a person who does not like, unless it is for money.
Something must motivate you to get into bed with him or her. The most logical course would love to be the main motivation.
But while many couples who met over the Internet when they were first felt on the part of one of the profound rejection because just one of the two are not encountered what I wanted ... so sad!


I say: If you have lived for a considerable period of time a relationship with someone you probably know by photography can not imagine you do not like when known or knowable at the time you first see him.

What made you sit every night or day you spent at the computer of the local coffee shop or your apartment to talk and be with him or her?
erased Are you all experienced that moment or just the dress? What were you looking
then flesh without a soul, or fun passing?
would accept a refusal on your part if days after the meeting and to have shared together different circumstances or situations you will notice something does not feel good or do you dislike so much or whatever you said at first false result.
That would be reasonable but if it is the physical, I watch it this way: What if we put
same sensational soul or personality into another body and lips that tell you I love you?
Well, would not be the same, what's the joke then? No longer would that be with desvelastes you or call you in the morning to say he needed, and would not be real to you imagined virtues and flaws tolerable. Y not be the same substance that made you click when you fall in love.


must be taken into account to be on solid ground when it comes to imagine with our cyber partner. It is worth to travel but not too much. We're all going to the bathroom, we unkempt, have no very good breath upon awakening, sometimes gain weight and there are days when we look horrible.
We are completely normal people, not always perfect Hollywood stars to the public.


who was my boyfriend cyber me down from the clouds but sometimes too much, exaggerated everything. He said he had
terrible teeth and I thought it lacked teeth.
I made sure it was much shorter than me, with very skinny legs and severe facial disorder!
recommended me to finish please do not trust pictures because they cheated a lot.
Finally all these warnings and my surfer I dared to pick it up at the airport the day she came to visit me, all was over 1 year and two months at his side, confident and shared a lot, I was out of a depression that sucked me and I had a crush on him. How can we not give me the opportunity of the game? Then
February 1, 2001 around 9:30 I am looking for my cute monster.
I found him back with his bags to his right side, looking away looking for me.
I recognized him instantly, I covered my eyes as an act of surprise. The trembling turned his body toward me and uncovering the face with her beautiful honey eyes, skin and healthy pink he said,
all ended. We are finally together.
Obviously the meeting did not end in a nightmare but a fairy tale.



The states that it should disappoint me as much as possible so that when I saw him felt he was at least funny, haha \u200b\u200bgood tactic not it? So in short
the Post, the recipe is more or less balanced combination of personality and physical:
1 liter of tenderness and intelligence. 2 tablespoons
teeth. 1 can
sex appeal
3 pinches
style of dress as a good sauce dressing Personality!

And Uala! Surfer to enjoy your meal!.
Note:
is advisable to vary the amounts of each ingredient according to

g ust.


Sunday, December 14, 2008

Burgundy Walls What Colour Carpet

What I find on the net II


could not help but include this chronicle of Alexa in the second part of what I find on the net.
Chronicles of a Dangerous Mind takes us back to first love, the first wish, the first TooDo. In short, enjoy it. www.cronicasdeunamentepeligrosa.blogspot.com















A Story of Love, heartbreak and memories

As time passes, I have 29 years and I've become a bit boring, I think more what I say, what I do, to what I feel, I've become brain rather than sentimental. One of these days was on his way to work and remember things that happened some time ago and all that I liked to remember is that at age 17 had a "somewhat" of 19, as such I like ... as my mother hates them but hey that's another story, never were dating, we knew that nobody wanted and nobody ever cared to find out, ours was a love apache "I like you but no more, I do not think you or a little bit, "he would say I was too strawberry for him just because I ate the lettuce with a fork, but who does not ... him.

Everything was so beautiful, no formalities, no strings attached and with our hopes on the surface. When Cole came early for me going home (if over-thirty!), I remember it that to enter your room you had to go through a curtain of wooden beads and that you discovered a red light ... yes, is the most extraordinary the bulb was red and if you carefully fijabas discovered the pictures of Bob Marley wall carpeting, that stick like a john dear readers ... but you have no idea what it was like making love listening to Bob Marley on this light, was a mixture of passion and fear (of pregnancy, to be discovered, all those things you have a fear of 17) and yes there was love, yes I know because I felt (although I never said so.)


Over time I started to work and went away, one day called to give me the news that he was getting married and needed before I ever told me that I loved very much ... I told him I I loved him too. Too late for both! yield when no longer makes sense for what?, but at least I said it and I still think would have happened?

One morning a year ago while waiting for traffic lights change the boulevard (which should look like himself of broken dreams) I felt a finger stroke my arm and managed to cross it all the tip of that finger to make me whole body vibrate like any you have, when you turn to see who was the owner of my heart racing just looked at me and walked on without saying a word and leaving the skin ready to receive his touch again .

Still feel sometimes and vibrates my soul, you were my first love (though I never told you about it), were the first to whom I gave my body and soul together in a bundle with strips of embroidered illusion and dreams, I still feel wind through the window and breathing in my ear, I do not ever read this, do not even know if you remember me, but I needed to tell the world what they were and are important in my life, need to document and maybe just maybe one day the wind that we ever touched me whisper in your ear you still remember.






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Walking through here and there .. Dreaming of improvement and growth found I can not remember ... cris *


I do not know why the name but in any case the operator reminded us that there is nothing like feeling good inside to be beautiful on the outside.

Here I put a snippet that caught my attention the Post, if they read it all can go to the following address: http://www.lacoctelera.com/nomeacuerdo-com





The Art of being well



If we do not get sick ... express our feelings.
emotions and feelings hidden, repressed, end in illnesses such as gastritis, ulcers, back pain and spine. Over time, the repression of the feelings degenerates into cancer. Then go to a confidante to share our intimacy, our secrets our mistakes!
Dialogue speaking, the word is powerful medicine and an excellent therapy!
If we do not get sick ... make decisions. The undecided person remains in doubt, in anxiety, in anguish.
Indecision accumulates problems, worries and aggressions. The history is written by decision. Decide is precisely to know to renounce, to know to lose advantages and values \u200b\u200bto win others. The undecided people are victims of gastric ailments, nervous and skin problems. If we are not sick ... find solutions.






Negative people can not find solutions and they enlarge problems. They prefer lamentation, gossip, pessimism. Better to light a match to regret the darkness.
A bee is small but produces one of the sweetest things in the world. We are what we think. The negative thought generates negative energy that is transformed into illness.
If we do not get sick ... not live from the appearance. Who hides reality, pretends, poses and always wants to give the impression of being well. Want to be seen as perfect, relaxed, and so on. is accumulating tons of effort. Something like "A bronze statue with feet of clay"


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Friday, December 5, 2008

Decent Furry Yiff Flashes

'm emo?

Chicos y chicas Emo




Today I woke up with an idea entered my head.
In few days ago I have seen inthe streets of my city a wave of guys with strange hairstyles, hair super smooth, irregular cuts and black nails.
I definitely liked clothing, but today at the mall I saw others who seemed clowns.
I dictating my dance classes at the medal and yesterday I sat the girls talk to me seem to relax and let off steam when entering the air-conditioned sitting room and huge mirrors. Traian
their CD's in vogue in the hands so that you build a choreography to the songs they liked, aaah nice I said. Helen
my chemical romance the assembly has a very original ballet with rock music.
A group separated from the other and suddenly they said, that is Emo ..
Emo?
What the hell is that?
If there are several children in school are you?
so, how?
Emo, Miss suicidal tendencies.
NO way .. All
look bad are those who are dressed in black, have tattoos, wear their hair in the face and you like that kind of music ..
So?
Well no idea what I'm talking about.
live in that world do not know what is an EMO? I felt viejasa and outdated. I started worrying.
In order for the descriptions that I gave my students began to wonder what is wrong and wear black? At last I saw black from that I have 14.
And today at 30, I have a tattoo, wearing black and I confess that my chemical singer is fantastic and I kill the songs and style of the type of Afi.
Like muuch kind of music but these groups also.

I decided to investigate because of suicidality that is very bad and more a group of young and if my students ...
Although I do watch and memories ... sometime in my teens I felt misunderstood, alone, tired of everything and I spend some xanax to take my box of my grandmother to stay lista.ja .. just take 1 or 2.
Roche! Now that I know mom will regañarrr.

Look, look online to see, wow q number of pages.
cartoons, cute guys but they are as dramatic and scratch almost kitsch, hearts and hearts and blood to prove that affect them cry and things (for them) more than the rest, skulls here and there, butterflies ( oh no I have tattooed one!) Stars ... but if you love the stars are re female, night, successful in my opinion.

then? I Emo or not?

Many people scoff at those who claim to be emo, jokes etc pitch past. However
looking for here and over there .. I found this on yahoo seriesito something and not just a bottle of gallo.


Emo For people, what is your philosophy and everything else?


Many so-called "emo kids" really just based on aesthetics culture without much content, referred to disparagingly as "emo-posers" or "fashioncore." In general, the thinking and actions of the "emos" the lie in the phenomenon of fads and movements exclusivamanete "aesthetic" soft philosophies.

For more "committed", emotions are the center of everything, so the music can not be commercial. Saying you have to actually show the feelings, and both commercial pronfundiza no feelings and passions. Seek to reach a kind of empathy between all the "emo kids".

emotions As the center of his world, more often emphasize the negative, as they tend to abound in most, but also for the first reason we attach great importance to love in their lives.

emotions to which they refer do not refer to cutting existential emotions that lead to decisions passionate, dramatic or radical in their lives, but rather a trivial emotions, everyday, framed within the social conventions.

trends tend to be "suicidal", and a superficial love and learned to cut their skin with knives, glass or scissors. For them it is a way to express their grief in their own body.

are also known to maintain relationships and other "loving" people of their same sex, despite confirming that their sexual orientation is homosexual. The reason for this is that: "I can show affection to someone who shares his beautiful and sad feelings with me. We must support each other"

They use "daily" or "blogs" where pictures of him up in repetitive poses, in extensive texts where content and express their feelings about their plight to the society that sets them apart.


glitter-graphics.com

Well first of all I've seen and read I have decided not to worry anymore.
Although fashions come and go through the time at some point in our lives, we all have felt depressed, overwhelmed, unrequited love, different mani bound, prisoners of what we have to accept and we have sought to escape here and there,
In the spirit, clothing, music, writing, blogs, in newspapers, diets, food bad was to stay in the extreme and grate into chaos and madness.

So I think that Emo and crazy in some stage of life we \u200b\u200ball have a little.

And what do you think??

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

How To Make Slides For A Projector

What I find on the net


Here navigating the seas of the eclectic, arrives at a port of some guys that sell many Grapefruit ...
www.toronjas adventures.blogspot.com

and found this to d Ivert a while:



subtle 10 Ways to tell your folks that you're gay:

1 - I'd rather watch tennis than football.

2 - In large want to be ambulance. To put the cold cuts me from behind and yell UUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

3 - I like to peel the fruit before eating.

4 - Treatment of doctors who treat me are types.

5 - enjoy writing poetry for my friends.

6 - My friends tell me the gap.

7 - My girlfriend's name is Juan Carlos.

8 - I choose the curtains in my house.

9 - I paint my nails friends


The blog of a girl named Natalia Paredes Ruiz who made a sarcastic mockery of his own misfortune at 33. I found a post of quick thoughts that leave you a smile.

Cinderella's shoe


Cinderella ... I feel so far, I feel I've been trying to shoe in shoe models, but that I remain comfortable end up bored, those who are on the table balances inevitably have many flaws, and I like, I always crowded ... none fit me as I'd like ...

Ap Bio Lab 5 Respiration

words. FROM THE SOUTHERN BORDER CHRONICLES 3.


Your post those unforgettable words made it irresistible temptation to love him.

This relationship could not be started with a simple physical attraction, liking and then get to know the essence of each one as normal and common in a dating relationship.

That was the advantage of not being face to face to reveal the personality, feelings rather than dazzling with a sensual mouth and a body of novels, so the first thing that came to want the physical pleasure.

Words ... and who says he does not fall in love or hypnotize you say the great speakers and presidents who have won minds and awakened the passion of their people.

not give you a lesson in how to talk or write to the person you care about to fall in love with you only you know, know and intuit what you might like his style of seeing the world and things.

Perhaps this similarity or the opposite way of thinking is what draws you to him or her.

are here reading me because something makes you keep getting in on this story, watch my words making imagination in your mind.

Only you have a way perhaps slow, wise and traces: Your word.

From your words depends the future depends
In your words, would bring the love, to freeze or end.
is a gift and a power so great, the word is your medium and your partner.
Your way to reach him or her,
Your transport to travel to his mind and stay to live there.
Your partner to build and share memories beside him longer than anyone.


who fell in love I speak of the essence and words of a man he had ever seen.

Our talks and phrases built a large building with beautiful memories.

More than once desperate and lonely tears in his absence in the dark lonely nights in my room, something strongly embraced me, got into my memory, I tore smiles and danced with my desire ... His words.


They are responsible for my happiness and those responsible for his and maybe yours.

We still every sentence we write, if only words could make love in the imagination.

Lift me, Hold me, torture me,

Watch me and take advantage ...

Listen and feel me, suéñame

And percíbeme.

On my way to your destination take me,

Of your scent and your essence inebriate me,

Among your lips caliéntame,

A destroy my coldness,

ensálzame In your goodness,

I

cálmalme hurricane and storm.

surround me with your purity,

to hear from you condéname,

enférmame of your love,

virus Save me with your antidote.



I came the smell of my nightgown,

The gray sky and a little more than the wind.

When the wind blows,

A caress your name evokes unexpected.

When the cold wind embraces me,

perceived odor and I shudder.

When the wind whips up and humming,

I feel the strength of your magic.

When the wind is at my window,

brings with it the tone of your voice calling my name.

When the wind plays with my hair,

I wonder if it's him or you ...

Because when the wind blows and I enjoy

that I have in its invisible arms

Your brave heart!

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Sudden Nausea, Dizziness

Border Chronicles from the South 2




Often when we close our partners is easier to express or demonstrate attitudes and interest details. However

sometimes with the passage of time and everyday life, we forget to pronounce up to I love you ...

A distance can be much harder to prove interest someone who seeks for other something extremely easy because the distance invites the romance and the sighs rampant.

More than once the little people that at first she learned she was having an affair with a young Peruvian internet I asserted: "How can you know if it's true that love you as sure? You can be anyone who is there behind some impostor telling lies, playing with your feelings for fun. "

And unfortunately that is the case more than one online, but despite much risk something more weight than any Comment worried or disbelief about my future was stronger and continued by his side.

He managed my full attention, 90% and 95% confidence loving expression on my part.

I thought no matter how unlikely or silly it was to believe him.

I wondered to myself how anyone could spend much of their income on international phone calls if only jugase?

How the voice behind the phone physically real as could lie about your feelings?

From the beginning we realized the interest each had to maintain the relationship.

fear that some of them will not want to follow desist and tired.

misunderstood At least anyone who was the culprit, there soon were written or spoken by clarifying situations.

In the distance you can imagine or think about so many things! If you leave something in the air without explanation however small sink can be short or long term relationship.

But how can fight online? I asked ...

As if you were face to face. Hidden faces and reactions through the screen, but sooner or later the person you're talking to, will see his real face.

course relies heavily on those involved to identify flaws, virtues and extreme feelings.

more influence in these cases intuition and cunning. Remove

afloat concealed the spirit and feel detective Dick Tracy still enjoy the love story can help.

As much as people who know about their relationship to the street when you talk about, gossip or tease you alone have the power to find out the truth.

Ingéniense fashion.

lying if I said that Pol and I spent 1 year and 2 months sending poems.

That was the beginning of our relationship because she woke up to the connection between us had to be something more than the trite boring and without depth questions that are made in the chats:

- What is your name?

- Where are you?

- How old?

- your measurements?

- How are you?

- And finally send me your photo and email address.

At the end of 99 when first entered the world of internet was not so commercialized and still could find interesting people looking to make friends true in this chat called mirc. Today do not know.

At that time I only knew the ICQ and MIRC as a way to meet people from other countries, but the truth was that others took me a little advantage in conocimiento de este tipo de relaciones sabían la variedad de chats que se pueden encontrar en los millones de sitios de la red. Vale decir que 4 años atrás no existía la publicidad tan abierta para estos sitios como ahora por lo menos en Colombia.

A finales de 1999 en mi ciudad natal Barranquilla existían escasamente 3 café internet con solo un promedio de 8 máquinas en cada uno. En ese año el precio de la hora tenía un valor de casi 1 dólar con 50 centavos.

Los pocos dueños de estos rentables negocios hacían su agosto con la propagación del rumor entre la población universitaria de que existía un nuevo método para conocer lo we can not see the obstacle of distance and money.

also the possibility of finding a site or thousands of sites where you could achieve all that information that the library had no school or incomplete university where you studied.

was a select group who have the money to access this invention already available among those who went immersed in the web of seduction technology.

met Pol harder the second day sailing with the emotion of every beginner.

Cecilia Days before my aunt asked me to accompany her to celebrate first anniversary of opening of site its online group of friends with whom he had contacted a few months ago.

her a woman of 50 years divorced and without children was the first in my family to fall into the addiction of the internet.

Toyita another friend, who had a computer at home and a daughter living abroad who excited was my aunt to have fun with this new game. She

prey to solitude and free time after work ended up being part of a club of men and women 40 and older who shared their lives and experience to overcome the troubles of everyday life.

Well that's how my aunt on the anniversary of his chat group first took me to an internet cafe.

rare I felt my aunt was so happy on your machine to communicate live with friends around the world and myself and boring as he expected, I finally sit down and try a conversation with someone the first country to me came to mind. Spain told me and there I found a certain Dominic with whom I had a short but pleasant chat.

was the first time in days I felt in better spirits and away from the monotonous depression and vacating it every day.

Checha remember that it took 3 hours in that place in front of that machine I only half for being my first time.

I thought so fun and interesting to returned 2 days later to take chance and see if he knew anyone interesting in that Mirc.

for things or destination networks such a Pol-harder dared talk while I chatted with a rogue pleased nick Panamanian merchant who claimed to be Tiger. At first I did not want to talk about but from the information we gave I finally decided and good as he struck me to write poetry and in the few months he had also started his internet connection had not found anyone to write poetry in a professional or serious.

And then when the excuse of poetry connected us.

He continued writing occasionally and to my need to have a new friend and feel no one answered your emails.

A few weeks after the initial exchanges of e-mails we wanted to make an appointment to chat but it was impossible to be at the same time on the same channel Mirc to my little knowledge of the operation of that program. We

agreed to meet on Friday at about 7 pm in the MIRC in the country of Peru, but did not say by that server.

That night I prepared at home if the first date with someone special, I remember being bathed, combed and arranged with the emotion that produces the first encounter with the guy you like and finally has decided to take you out. I arrived at the cybercafe

in time to connect, it looked easy for the MIRC in the country of Peru, but did not see his name, he could find. Despite

remain attached to the computer with illusion that his name is lit red letters on the screen waving ... POL-HARDER, my hopes were in vain. Very sad

chose to write an email to your email saying with sincere words how disappointed I was for having planted.

I returned to my apartment so mad at myself for believing in the words of an unknown Peruvian sending poems and greetings to my email address.

Only a desperate, depressed and naive woman would ever dream of having a blind date with a stranger who lived south of the continent, I thought.

POL-HARDER

at the reception in that mail that poured disappointment and loneliness had no choice but to surrender and enjoy the first reaction of interest that I wanted to express spontaneously.

Until that moment I realized how necessary it was beginning to be in my life that guy I wrote almost daily about his life and his work on his nature and his thoughts.

His response was swift and let me know the misunderstanding that we had faced that night, proved that he was there waiting as I read my name on your screen but it on the server and I on the other Vancouver totally different. That

The following email and revealed their interest in clarifying misunderstandings and start a friendly relationship even closer.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

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Home chronicle a history almost common these days, not know, if we look from conservative views is not usual, nor rope, nor safe for the first time but the distance makes a call to faithfulness.

why "never attacked both near far away "and said Cesar Vallejo.


He said he dreamed of real women that will transport you to another world, perhaps a place built for two where there was the law of expressing love.
Where the language communicative success outside of marriage,
The purity of the soul, its secret weapons.

harder Amethyst and Pol were found one day that he did not think she was allowed to search and find.
These days when an event as simple as talking with a stranger changes the orientation of a lifetime. It makes us pay much more attention to everything that seems insignificant everyday, we become observers in search hidden treasures.





she ever thought that in the corner somewhere, that man would have been born to be by her side, and the love of truth.
Two people at a distance, space circumstances, people, countries and different customs, souls that directed their energies towards the same desire:
found.
Your love alone can be called miracle because a man showed him a woman who was alive! And a woman led man to emerge even their feelings as shown great capacity to love, give and feel.



Who made the miracle? The universe, life, God, fate?
Unanswered Question.
No physical or mathematical justification, only one imaginative or intuitive logic. They wanted
both found that the universe conspired to help them achieve this.
There is no formula for love between networks for internet imaginary.
to us was traveling to a different world we live in a different magical reality that still exists.
That sweet taste of true love he and I enjoyed it in this century.
The mystery and the truth they contain the words, the certainty or uncertainty that exists physically distant from the love that you start, makes this communication channel the enabling environment for romance.





Every day, more the number of people that go into deep into this adventure to find the love of their lives. Adventure at first sight
listed by other risky and crazy even by the same love.
Yet nothing is impossible when you pull a little harder towards the being you love.
for more money and power that ambition in the world, they are definitely affects the acts giving rise to the life and destiny of the people.
all to experience, love, passion, pain, jealousy, feelings at last.
That is what I scream inwardly regardless of any loss that you are still alive.

It is still magic to tell the story after 8 years ... Today
nothing is but 8 years together contain 2920 days with the hours and minutes of experiences to tell.
February 22, 2003 we celebrated our wedding anniversary paper.
still do not know because he was given that name but hey, this paper contains written reports of what has happened in our lives since then.

Sitting here in a part of the city of Tacna, a city which I have dubbed the last corner of Peru and the city is left at the end of the map of this country in border with Chile and in the words of the historian Jorge Basadre Grohman "Tacna is a city of Peru that has cost more to be Peruvian" return to the past as if walking through the desert to be seen when traveling on the roads Inca I I notice something only if accompanied by my guardian angel.

I arrived in Lima on March 1, 2001 could not imagine my life would be like here, looking at the horizon with eyes full of hope and enthusiasm to the new. Surprisingly
found in Lima the first indication of a country constantly visited by tourists from all over the world, amazed by the charm of the Inca culture and English that can still be perceived in the environment of a beautiful Lima, giant modern and welcoming.




There debuted my woman steps proudly married to a Peruvian cholo.
Yes, a Peruvian and a Colombian cholo together a couple of South Americans who cast their past, their love, their customs and traditions to realize their life plan.
Maybe you think that Latinos have that familiarity that makes them captivating spontaneously and that is why many Europeans look at us and marvel at our primitive and deeply rooted traditions.
view this feature that seems widespread among English-speaking countries would be logical imagine that marital cohabitation between 2 Latinos could be easier. However
love and culture are two very different aspects.
And that's something I have to bear, at first as an unfortunate consequence of culture shock that all immigrants are subjected to leave their homeland but now and for a short time coping with the diversity of Peruvian culture, not proved to be an ordeal, if not a fun task of discovery, respect and understanding.





The love between the couple most important ingredient for the time of marriage must be adequately mixed in the cooking process of the ideas found, misunderstood phrases, customs, etc. we do not like.
not want to spend to become psychologically or something, the idea is to have this chronicle my experiences as a woman in this different manner increasingly popular to marry or find a partner.




In Lima we spent 2 wonderful days that helped me just to walk the downtown, stay in love and wanting to revisit the proud capital's streets. Anyway
be in Peru also meant the beginning of real life marriage.
Within a few days vacation from my new husband would end and he would have to return your workplace who had left and was 1 month. We left Lima
Tacna comfortably furnished in a bus that would prevent me feel the claustrophobia and boredom of long journeys.
that date was impossible to travel by plane in Peru because my husband and I have enjoyed spending a considerable amount of money in the Colombian Caribbean and I was with him in my position as a newly married woman in quotes: "mature and independent who had left his family and his country with a hand forward and one back.



Well that in the eyes of my husband, because my mom had introduced between my underwear with dollars an envelope that said "if you want to run away from your married life."
That money did not touch it ... but I thought it must be said.
Even with my great love in tow at one point between the Lima airport by gusts of seconds I had the idea to escape from my new destination and return to the safety of my home in Colombia.
course could not terminate my married life so few moments spent together. Many
I repeated the phrase that was difficult marriage, yet he could not throw me back to my decision.
suddenly I was annoyed by the monotony of the desert landscape in the middle of the trip but was on my side who watched my nightmares and my fears. There
Pol harder and let a father see his tender side and worried.
jumped in my head just the constant worry of how welcome we would give my husband's family in the city of Tacna. We


surprise a hot day and from prying eyes.
I was physically very different from them tall, dark and with a foreign accent.
whole family was at home waiting for lunch where they often meet to chat the day's events.
In the midst of a large family felt the first warm welcome in a country totally distant and alien to my Colombia.
I could not tell that from that time has had nasty problems with my husband's relatives instead of living even at my mother I can say that thanks to my character and education tolerant of my husband's family have managed to maintain good relations between us.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

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then God blessed
his boundless love.
AND inspiration prize:
The gift of the apostles,

From Artist ... And the painter became all

as a preacher of illusions;
prophet miracles

selling stories and angel of love





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Looking where the sun rises
I feel the warm glow
escalorfíos inside me
As healing the wounds of his absence
making me strong in its grandeur,
sends rays of hope,
to become
temperance and retain as your love
flag face of war.


I grabbed my father's;
my guardian angel, a pure heart,
Guide my steps
night I stole from fireflies

among displaced and oil;
I ripped from the bowels of the home, doing damage

in the throes of the flight.


No 're here with me
But neither have you gone. You stayed

you forgot sandals In
In gray shirt
In the speck of hair in your comb.
In my hands ... In my eyes.
In my curls equal to yours
In my kilos less.


you stay here with me.
I do not know who will be there. Only flesh

tied to hate hills.
People without love, without children,
no joy, no kiss
goodnight.
care not touch.


At the mercy of their whims and
their black hearts pray Mama pa
not widowed.
pa I stay no orphan. Your
will pray for your life
And pa'volve to see your daughter,
Your Cuba linda, as I say,
Your beautiful Cuba.





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Awareness
clear conscience allow more transparent today
my present,
walk the path with
eyes open,
feeling the heat more intense, the breeze
grazed my cheek and my forehead
. As
waving and wishing me good luck.


Conscience, clear conscience,
able to find
signs that life puts me at every step,
Stay with me forever ...


make my pores feel
if danger threatens me,
speak Let my hands and my
perceived smell,

Because
today I am more open than ever

the wonderful charm
of creation.
not people perceive
someday the magic of this
consciousness?
will feel that something touches
intensely than before?
years If they give
wisdom and conscience, blessed be

elders who see the world through the eyes
different.
lets them be happier and share
heart
his teachings to the people



Awareness clear conscience
a voice, a whisper,
honey scent,
a tune, a prayer,

cold or heat, a look,
a song ...
A cry of conscience
my unconscious!





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To friends that I have erred on the road. .. At
who returned
Those who died in the memory,
A fear that withdrew,
Those who did not name me,
To those who might be yes, At
I got drunk,
For those who just vacationed,
At a mark on my left ...
(written November 20, 2008)




The
lost friend is the moon
when hidden in the clouds

when the sun cools

rays with timid fear.


The
lost friend is a treasure lost in

soul and it hurts like blow
and neglect.
is
sing a song without his rope magic
accompanying ...


is walking alone with a sack

penalties for sharing.


The lost friend is the smile you yearn

when most needed,
is a chest of memories with the key lost.


beloved is the voice
that took the wind
unannounced departure


A friend lost is
withered leaf dry time ...


For me this is
And do not miss my friend
As dust
raised the wind.