Sunday, May 23, 2010

South Park Steam Fish Sticks]

'For Angela' by Carolina Coronado. Halos

Bonnetia Genevieve Jost - Mostar ou la chute de l'ange


Angela, my sad soul into your arms
flight routes
anxious to find them quiet .
That's always the angels of heaven
those
softly lull us and give us rest and comfort provided.

You have a voice that the noise lies in the simple
doves, and the echo
quiet murmur of the fountain,

And even in the bosom of innocence find no place dry
sound so naive on my
is dilated hole.

Yes, I have not spent my youth,
retain the illusion and feeling
and I can still love to listen to tender: Ora

famous love your cute accent, duels
you pray, you always hear me tenderly
understanding heart.

And if in the age of ambition and comfort each other not fight

we our souls much punishment,

Angela, how where we cry? Whither
simple and beautiful love
of our youth we muse?

of roses and jasmine hair, I can
crown, but ambitious
by tying the neck bend laurel:

I want to devote my old painful to hold candid

maidens in their friendship only my soul rests,

enthusiasm and virtue meet them and their harps
very sweet and holy
the comfort and peace of my complaints.

why you fly, what tender
sing to God and the love of my life
perpetual stream of emotions that many.

So feeling dejected
and soul into your arms headed
because they host the beautiful des. More

me your lullaby pilgrim price
war that the tubes where the sounds horrific battles
imagine

More price I, maiden, your songs
than dark
history books where I found but never smudges;

More Soft friendship price glory, most of my fellow
smile that the greatest warrior
victory.

Two by two turtle doves poet, singing about the rude

oak branches swaying in the breeze:

This company give you my sorrows
breath infusing a dull chest
the burning sky of your songs ...

I no longer suffer, my eyelids falling
your benign influence, sweet friend,
slowly and my spirit in your arms adurmiendo
will ... God bless!

                                                                                                        Carolina Coronado

South Park Steam Fish Sticks]

'For Angela' by Carolina Coronado. Halos

Bonnetia Genevieve Jost - Mostar ou la chute de l'ange


Angela, my sad soul into your arms
flight routes
anxious to find them quiet .
That's always the angels of heaven
those
softly lull us and give us rest and comfort provided.

You have a voice that the noise lies in the simple
doves, and the echo
quiet murmur of the fountain,

And even in the bosom of innocence find no place dry
sound so naive on my
is dilated hole.

Yes, I have not spent my youth,
retain the illusion and feeling
and I can still love to listen to tender: Ora

famous love your cute accent, duels
you pray, you always hear me tenderly
understanding heart.

And if in the age of ambition and comfort each other not fight

we our souls much punishment,

Angela, how where we cry? Whither
simple and beautiful love
of our youth we muse?

of roses and jasmine hair, I can
crown, but ambitious
by tying the neck bend laurel:

I want to devote my old painful to hold candid

maidens in their friendship only my soul rests,

enthusiasm and virtue meet them and their harps
very sweet and holy
the comfort and peace of my complaints.

why you fly, what tender
sing to God and the love of my life
perpetual stream of emotions that many.

So feeling dejected
and soul into your arms headed
because they host the beautiful des. More

me your lullaby pilgrim price
war that the tubes where the sounds horrific battles
imagine

More price I, maiden, your songs
than dark
history books where I found but never smudges;

More Soft friendship price glory, most of my fellow
smile that the greatest warrior
victory.

Two by two turtle doves poet, singing about the rude

oak branches swaying in the breeze:

This company give you my sorrows
breath infusing a dull chest
the burning sky of your songs ...

I no longer suffer, my eyelids falling
your benign influence, sweet friend,
slowly and my spirit in your arms adurmiendo
will ... God bless!

                                                                                                        Carolina Coronado

Monday, May 17, 2010

Positive Softball Sayings




Louis Welden Hawkins - Haloes

The Haloes, is calls this work the French symbolist Hawkins Louis Walden in 1894 and where he painted the earth tones prevail despite what catches the eye at first glance is precisely the bright yellow halos on the heads of those beings who appear to be similar to Beatriz Dante, by the splendor that release their silhouette and the angelic and pure that comes his naked torso.
Note in the work the element of air blowing on the hair of one of these angelic beings that appear close together read, reflect and elucidate the secrets it holds a ancient book.
As background figure, a faded sunflower garden by the harshness of the wind, which like torches in the path of life, remind us of our mother Nature in conjunction with the inevitable passage of time .
paints Walden Louis Hawkins usually hide a mysterious beauty, where the shadow begets light and where light generates in the shade. A mystery that keeps hidden deep within them and now shouting, now murmurs eternal truths.

Positive Softball Sayings




Louis Welden Hawkins - Haloes

The Haloes, is calls this work the French symbolist Hawkins Louis Walden in 1894 and where he painted the earth tones prevail despite what catches the eye at first glance is precisely the bright yellow halos on the heads of those beings who appear to be similar to Beatriz Dante, by the splendor that release their silhouette and the angelic and pure that comes his naked torso.
Note in the work the element of air blowing on the hair of one of these angelic beings that appear close together read, reflect and elucidate the secrets it holds a ancient book.
As background figure, a faded sunflower garden by the harshness of the wind, which like torches in the path of life, remind us of our mother Nature in conjunction with the inevitable passage of time .
paints Walden Louis Hawkins usually hide a mysterious beauty, where the shadow begets light and where light generates in the shade. A mystery that keeps hidden deep within them and now shouting, now murmurs eternal truths.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Hip And Back Pain More Condition_symptoms

The 'Sfumato' in the nude


The vanished (sfumato in Italian) refers to the subtle gradations of tone that was used to obscure the sharp edges and create a synergy between light and shade in painting. We know that Leonardo da Vinci was the first to use this technique, granting his invention so that the enigmatic smile of "Mona Lisa" is has done just this method. With the colors blur and soften and allow ways to fuse together always leaving something to the imagination. With this procedure, the midtones are mixed in the shade, the color fades dark monochromatic colors in other words are superimposed fine layers of paint to give the sense of distance, depth and enigmatic nature of the work.

Frenchman Jean-Jacques Hennes cultivated and emphasized in this style, performing many nude portraits and especially with the blending. Stresses "A Bather mind" where the woman lies sitting with his face in a grove profile at the bottom of a stream, where apparently something distracts your attention while raising his arm, his fingers combing his gentle hair forward over your right shoulder.
























In almost all works of Jean-Jacques Hennes can see also sfumato and chiaroscuro, giving a sense of vagueness to his paintings. In "Idylle" with the use of this technique shows a scene equipped beauty. The front one is naked, although both preserves the profile as a subtle means to convey the delicacy, grace and elegance of the nude models. The painting is able to transparently transmit the attitude of the characters. One plays the flute with concentration and self-absorption which becomes tender. The other touched her waist in a gesture vain, arrogant and impatient perhaps not without a touch of eroticism that does succumb wonderful all boredom.

Hip And Back Pain More Condition_symptoms

The 'Sfumato' in the nude


The vanished (sfumato in Italian) refers to the subtle gradations of tone that was used to obscure the sharp edges and create a synergy between light and shade in painting. We know that Leonardo da Vinci was the first to use this technique, granting his invention so that the enigmatic smile of "Mona Lisa" is has done just this method. With the colors blur and soften and allow ways to fuse together always leaving something to the imagination. With this procedure, the midtones are mixed in the shade, the color fades dark monochromatic colors in other words are superimposed fine layers of paint to give the sense of distance, depth and enigmatic nature of the work.

Frenchman Jean-Jacques Hennes cultivated and emphasized in this style, performing many nude portraits and especially with the blending. Stresses "A Bather mind" where the woman lies sitting with his face in a grove profile at the bottom of a stream, where apparently something distracts your attention while raising his arm, his fingers combing his gentle hair forward over your right shoulder.
























In almost all works of Jean-Jacques Hennes can see also sfumato and chiaroscuro, giving a sense of vagueness to his paintings. In "Idylle" with the use of this technique shows a scene equipped beauty. The front one is naked, although both preserves the profile as a subtle means to convey the delicacy, grace and elegance of the nude models. The painting is able to transparently transmit the attitude of the characters. One plays the flute with concentration and self-absorption which becomes tender. The other touched her waist in a gesture vain, arrogant and impatient perhaps not without a touch of eroticism that does succumb wonderful all boredom.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Pancreatic Cancer. More Condition_symptoms

Priestess of Eros: Delmira Agustini


home White Paper Delmira Agustini

'Priestess of Eros' by Alberto Zum Felde. Melancholic and sensitive personality. Was a friend and disciple of Rubén Darío, although the teacher did not hesitate to elevate it and consider it the same steppe to Santa Teresa in her mystical exaltation.

self Poet, with skills in music and other arts, at the age of ten years and used to compose verses. Although those who knew her were surprised as to why a woman so reserved, you can write with erotic overtones.

How could nacer his pen lines such that we transmit the heat of a burning desire? Your spirit is the most exotic liqueur macerated his body has not even dared to dream.

marries Enrique Job Reyes, her boyfriend of a lifetime, but a link that bound that was far from overwhelming passion we hinted in his poems. Despite this, it was a ceremony with 'all the ley'en which was witnessed by no less to Juan Zorrilla de San Martín and Manuel Ugarte. But it was the latter, the audience that soon would become a player in the life of Delmira.

The newlyweds took a honeymoon away as it was necessary to those who were now married and no longer engaged. And although the wife may have married with the intention of living in harmony, not endured her husband was a simple and ordinary man, a man who looked a world without inspiration, without the vision and the poetic ideal that she naturally possessed. Adding to the outrage that he was the victim on his part that the disqualified, continually throwing phrases humiliating and painful. Delmira filed for divorce and not expecting much, was granted. It was a moment of decisive change and difficult situations in your life, but an illusion that flourished without hope, even before her marriage to Henry Reyes-reborn with strength in her heart. Thus began a passionate relationship with Manuel Ugarte, a witness at his wedding, to find love in which the poet lived an intense sexuality. ... But by God! A coat of anguish, a breast tissue she had to entertain poetic!

happens here is that the fatal, when the ex-husband, in his frustration of losing, he asks to meet with him, "God knows in what terms. If discussed or evoked a pleasant feeling of his long and terrible relationship in this meeting, is unknown. But Delmira Agustini, finished dead by two bullets in the head by her ex-husband, who immediately afterwards, unable to bear the guilt, committed suicide.

'The Kid', as they called and how often would sign was a reference to the poets of the next generation in Latin America, his poetry docile and never was a lascivious single feature of vulgarity. Their 'Word of Mouth' is especially dark and sweet at once. A true delight ... What has made consistent decoding a kiss!

Pancreatic Cancer. More Condition_symptoms

Priestess of Eros: Delmira Agustini


home White Paper Delmira Agustini

'Priestess of Eros' by Alberto Zum Felde. Melancholic and sensitive personality. Was a friend and disciple of Rubén Darío, although the teacher did not hesitate to elevate it and consider it the same steppe to Santa Teresa in her mystical exaltation.

self Poet, with skills in music and other arts, at the age of ten years and used to compose verses. Although those who knew her were surprised as to why a woman so reserved, you can write with erotic overtones.

How could nacer his pen lines such that we transmit the heat of a burning desire? Your spirit is the most exotic liqueur macerated his body has not even dared to dream.

marries Enrique Job Reyes, her boyfriend of a lifetime, but a link that bound that was far from overwhelming passion we hinted in his poems. Despite this, it was a ceremony with 'all the ley'en which was witnessed by no less to Juan Zorrilla de San Martín and Manuel Ugarte. But it was the latter, the audience that soon would become a player in the life of Delmira.

The newlyweds took a honeymoon away as it was necessary to those who were now married and no longer engaged. And although the wife may have married with the intention of living in harmony, not endured her husband was a simple and ordinary man, a man who looked a world without inspiration, without the vision and the poetic ideal that she naturally possessed. Adding to the outrage that he was the victim on his part that the disqualified, continually throwing phrases humiliating and painful. Delmira filed for divorce and not expecting much, was granted. It was a moment of decisive change and difficult situations in your life, but an illusion that flourished without hope, even before her marriage to Henry Reyes-reborn with strength in her heart. Thus began a passionate relationship with Manuel Ugarte, a witness at his wedding, to find love in which the poet lived an intense sexuality. ... But by God! A coat of anguish, a breast tissue she had to entertain poetic!

happens here is that the fatal, when the ex-husband, in his frustration of losing, he asks to meet with him, "God knows in what terms. If discussed or evoked a pleasant feeling of his long and terrible relationship in this meeting, is unknown. But Delmira Agustini, finished dead by two bullets in the head by her ex-husband, who immediately afterwards, unable to bear the guilt, committed suicide.

'The Kid', as they called and how often would sign was a reference to the poets of the next generation in Latin America, his poetry docile and never was a lascivious single feature of vulgarity. Their 'Word of Mouth' is especially dark and sweet at once. A true delight ... What has made consistent decoding a kiss!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Writing In The Attic Rockwell,

'Word of Mouth' by Delmira Agustini



Cup dream life where I want and
Drink death with grim relish, Groove
fire where does Dream
Strong seeds of melancholy.

.
Boca kiss away and flames
Silently crazy pill
thirst and moist color of flames ...
depths Gate is your teeth!


Sex a sad soul glorious
anoint pleasure of pain, your kiss,
fire knife sheath of bliss ,
dreams I eat like a cancer in pink ...


Joya blood and moon, full glass
of roses of silence and harmony,
Nectarios of its honey and venom
day butterfly vampire again.


burning Scissors glacial lilies.
Honeycomb kisses, living amphora
offer delights and delusions Where
Strawberry Wine dawn in West ...


velvet turned Case
In his voice is resplendent treasure,
threatening verb Wings flights,
chalice in which the heart flutters.


Red Vulture Peak desire
That
hubiste blood and soul into my mouth,
In your long and resounding pecking
sprouted a sore like a flower of stone.


inaccessible ... If my life again
Crosses, giving the soil removed
gold Planting your green fertile
Your wound will cure the mysterious:
Lily death, life condor.
your kiss flower that perfumes the world!


Writing In The Attic Rockwell,

'Word of Mouth' by Delmira Agustini



Cup dream life where I want and
Drink death with grim relish, Groove
fire where does Dream
Strong seeds of melancholy.

.
Boca kiss away and flames
Silently crazy pill
thirst and moist color of flames ...
depths Gate is your teeth!


Sex a sad soul glorious
anoint pleasure of pain, your kiss,
fire knife sheath of bliss ,
dreams I eat like a cancer in pink ...


Joya blood and moon, full glass
of roses of silence and harmony,
Nectarios of its honey and venom
day butterfly vampire again.


burning Scissors glacial lilies.
Honeycomb kisses, living amphora
offer delights and delusions Where
Strawberry Wine dawn in West ...


velvet turned Case
In his voice is resplendent treasure,
threatening verb Wings flights,
chalice in which the heart flutters.


Red Vulture Peak desire
That
hubiste blood and soul into my mouth,
In your long and resounding pecking
sprouted a sore like a flower of stone.


inaccessible ... If my life again
Crosses, giving the soil removed
gold Planting your green fertile
Your wound will cure the mysterious:
Lily death, life condor.
your kiss flower that perfumes the world!