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raise their hand and wiggle in the chair for the urge to respond. They come home gleefully, confident that the world revolves because of them. Dispense wisdom and know everything you talk about movies of all directors. Talk about music and all of the collections of all genres. You talk about literature and are also writers, scientists and science, medicine and doctors. You do not have sciatica, but the lumbar sciatica, do not take aspirin, but aspirin. Ugh, give yourself calm down. But what you must never show? You are boring and troublesome? That there is instinct, of course. Take a tranquilizer, a benzodiazepine indeed!
Although the earthquake has shaken the hearts and things, everything was back as if nothing had happened. Whoever did it does not, who did make it even more.
"We must tighten the belt, start with the hardships, then what will be," he said, the handsome guy with the church's feet and the moncler to protect it from wind. Me with my bag and commonplace Carpisa sneakers follow the advice. All the more so I can not win, the less opportunities as I now do not. They are eight inches from the bottom. You have to see if they touch you with grace, like a sheet of paper knocked out a window, or I'll let it go like a stone in weight over a precipice.

I love those who do not know how to live even if they are those who fall because they are the ones that cross. I love the big
disdainful, why are the great adorers are arrows of longing to the other side.
Thus Spake Zarathustra

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The rest is eternal while it lasts

The photos I posted are not the result of my taste for the macabre. They reflect the injustices suffered by bodies of people who died so long ago (not so long ago).
So last week I went to the cemetery and saw that they were scattered around the human remains. I wrote angrily to a newspaper that dealt with the matter, published my complaint and spoke with those responsible. Result: the bones are just the result of a time and turned the earth. The answer I was not convinced.
Yesterday I went to the cemetery, everything seemed in order, but NO. Other bones surfaced. Pure pretty big. You want to turn and turn the earth, these are pieces of people that are lost when you dislodge to make room for more recent deaths. Because of space it is. All this eagerness to bury, bury, create niches and tombs family size requires space and since space is purchased (and sooner or later will become the largest cemetery of a city alive) it is better to chase away those who are no longer visited by their loved ones.
I wonder why those who are left are always destined to become outcasts. Why should leave room for those who are loved, mourned, visited, decorated with stone angels, saints in vogue, lights and colorful flowers. I think it's wrong and bad. If my house is not to find anyone that will authorize the municipality to evict to make room for a family that receives people happy?
One day they bury me, nobody will come to see me evicted. When will the resurrection of the body will be a whole look, look. Some will miss a tibia, the phalanx to someone, someone in the humerus, the luckier teeth. We stand before the Judgement of God crippled, maimed, without a head. The latter, however, as the gospel, will be the first. All compounds nice and tidy. Bleahhhh!
And if the injustice is not enough, entering through the narrow streets of the cemetery you can see some interesting sight. Bare left lying around, empty, or half empty. In short, approaches October 31, the night of witches, I think that in the city have not decided to adapt to trends overseas.
I refuse to let me disperse around. If you really touched me I prefer to be cremated and thrown into the sea. And then call him eternal rest!