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So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this bone-bleached part of the world
So long to this salt-soaked part of the world
I stepped down as president of Antarctica
Can ' t blame me Do not blame me

So long to this sad, sad part of the world So long
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Sunday, November 18, 2007

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Tomorrow, my love

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Inje, the spoil of my career, chest out again to kiss sunsets and show-subtly, of course, how frail I am, what I'm puny ...
And wonders of the modern world oh brother, are illusions that a little too on-time are becoming flesh, and see what they do! Bacteria are becoming carnivorous meat, turn my insides and fuck with my brain cells to make me feel incompetent, weak, subversive of myself and cowardly.
No, no, no. There is no loss whatsoever, nor book to read or a booklet.
I am here, as I always do, to expect that those clusters that roam the halls of power is just one grape: the sweetest, colorful and inedible grapes. Fruit that looks, touches, but not tested. I came to her to drink some day that I bring to my table or the legs of my bed, he ... but not today, not today.
Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow everything, then anything is possible, nothing stops me, everything is highly probable, I laugh and then yawn, I, and then Tues I look FUTURIT so hard that is to come, always come, I run at his heels but never stop reaching. I move from here to there but never passing by now because the now past-present twists my guts and eating my nerves and my nerves I eat slowly. I saw it coming and that was today, she was and is, yes it is, but wine will be in my cup just the day after tomorrow.
Inje, I've seen naked, covered in statistics, mathematics is ... yes, our life is cold, calculating mathematical calculations and I cold peace rob me, but I stretched the glory. Oh, my dear ... you'll be mine. Some day, some other, later, sure then why I can not now, not ready, do you think now, don? I lost my sandals ... am sure ... or the weekend.
But there is something great and overly celestial firmly keeps me even thinking about next spring, "is hardly the figure walking the halls of the fuckultad abandoned as soon as the baby starts to melt in its own beauty, I can not do anything more than to nail in those torture timing for its passage in front of my nose. And here I whispered again: if you continue to crucify me that way, I will not be ever. Oh, Inje ... Boludez
But what exactly this phrase comes from as boluda source: Tomorrow never dies (someone please tell me that was not invented by the director of Bond). Never dies, tomorrow is there, always waiting to be crossed, but running as we walk on his heels. Tomorrow never ages, never dies. Tomorrow I'm living my past laughs watching and wither. But today, wicked woman! Bella, only in waist and soul of the party souvenir of this moment, cruel woman! Walking through my mouth smiling in my legs and plays, from time to time, my stomach tickle of-touch-you-do-ta-ra. More than that, never mind: a baby ... Today ... from here and with eyes that are just waiting to see the step that will give the next evening.
Inje, Strauss, Meliovetta. They are all my sons, and his mother is waiting at the door.

N. Infova
November 12, 2004

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is the last time I say, maybe ... Considerations

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hundred times yelled at the monitor screen that we do not defeat death would crush of digital promises that it would not come until a time ninety-nine send in touch rifle your hair, as cries of heroic struggle against the inevitable harbinger of early spectral decay.

Ninety-nine times and luster dims the best wallpapers for your face, and my last breath, while one hundred of the fist on top, covered your eyes forever, and nothing was seen, ever, ever again.

... and seeing nothing, not being, to be but is not, finally hit his head on the ceiling and my ironic stars lit up the back: he was lost, floating in a strange, lazy, and as I was absent from carried me high. I suffered for a moment, barely, fleeting passing of the world and life dedicated to keys and a small photo. I felt my little by little, I dilated my path and seas covering my smile, because they saw how great was the accomplishment, and the strength of my voice scream promised a hundred if not a thousand times more, if every hundred would mean loud deaths and tickets to the absence, the withdrawal of all but a bright place with those stars of glory, they had given me life, now I spectrum, by definition in contact with my dearest ghosts across the screen.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

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and necessary Dear colleagues:

is true that the roadblocks have been hard to kick them, and that despite this, I have still the toes of the feet were badly swollen and painful. It is true that asphalt-the only way you can call wherever you leave this body, has not been any makeup for my mug, which is still burning as Argentinazo good arm. It is true that the shell that puts a life is not proof of anything he has experienced before. It is certainly true that the speed of trains that drive this road has left me more than naked ...
Hence, and a pair of sides is that the time to do crazy things like Don Norton falls back to the table.
As you know, BarreCultura SA, the company that had sent them to make hats with the name of this blog (and they were very nice eh, I had already ordered one), seeing the strength of our loyal fans, seeing the excitement expressed in a read-let me-what-I-want, when they realize that did not have enough fingers or hands count (and not fueled by use of the feet), well, threatened with tempting offers, very, very mad bidders to N. Infova sign. Until a puppy cocker put on the list! (Unfortunately). But there were all to give encouragement in a cry: Firm, Infova, sign, follow on with it! Bueh
And between them and NGOs SalvaLocos campaign I had created such confusion, not knowing if I grab the handles and pulling the company invite a beer that these kids, or if you bet big smiles and keep adding to this space, thinking a little further to fall one day at the office of these guys (those of BarreCultura) and provide a hostile take over your company in exchange for a couple of old manuscripts.
Finally, there are some comments that I have ground the soul ... and so many around that do not even read these pages ... I wish I had them all here with me for sharing with others.
And the latter has given me an idea. Idea that I will not forward and turns to surprise. But I'll give a clue:
This blog is going to go to hell, haha. I mean that will change enough. The more comment
any post, in any way (no "I do not comment xq not know what to say), like it or not, good or bad, whatever, I'm going to help a new project.
A new project of an old project. One old man who takes a new form. This blog is two years: Time to give it life. And it also depends on who enters and read.
On the other hand, old job back now project as well. I'm talking about the big book that I published last year (that I made like 20 copies, ha). Will blog again. Let's see what cool ... I'll post the URL as soon as you have.

So good, I'll be here for anyone who fails sleep at night. Here is forever, not because of me, but to Blogger, this place that I wish it were you that mine. In these hidden items, because I always wrote on lined sheets in this Word inevitable, because few times I wrote on paper, this time falling gently on my skin, because the day has given me no reason to say anything, as always live to tell it better, but not like night life, even if they know others so very difficult at times, so as to return to greet Don Norton and let the magic continue giving birth, and the sauce needles in recompense watch, I caught the music, I unwrap and cover for me neo-nudity my chords, lyrics and a good scream like Serj Tankian, what type, for some god ... what!

So, I look forward with you ... or do not expect to follow.

to victory!
Yours, N.
Infova

Sunday, November 11, 2007

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Everybody Need Somebody! You're not the only one! You're not the only one!

Ja! But ha! Most ironic of all nights. Why four, che? Because there was the rubiedad milhoja cake awaited as in all my parts, because there it was, because there is-ta-ba! Ie was. Not anymore.
is, bed, story, dreams, miracles, all, ever.
A harrrr mosura.
To give you an idea: this is me and supremely bloated balls.
I love them all.
treason for a kiss!
(psss ... liar above)

Saturday, November 10, 2007

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Oh ... oh, oh. What continues Friday night. What a waste, what a bear's ... Stuck
of femininity, comprised one hundred twenty percent for perfumes and not random. Unattainable that Buenavista away, fool, on the other. Feel me at all, austere and tits gale outside, dessert in the end, disenchanting serrano, soul mate, musicón inbound and outbound.
They ate the bar bites!
my life wrote on napkins! Sitting
waited the gall ...
smiled frequently Sitting ...
Liquide to the moments of drinks with chervecha.
spent the brunette and said nothing. She was wrapped in charisma adventurous, in that go far to leave. He spent the brunette young woman and said nothing, and waved it to do, but went and dragged the tables and chairs, lazy and poor. And with his hand pointed to the front drew signs to outdo his life (mine attacked because I knew him), and humble the crazy left the room, went and shook my hand, and looked but sought my hand, and continued Unmatched crazy at night, and promised her ground me black hair, like a promise to shake your wishes batucada blacks: a beast, what else could dub, a beast ... what else I could criticize. People who
was little, murga that greeted singing, down, fade to black for murga InfoV to the wiles of Infova s \u200b\u200bdim, the little shit will with someone. Pouf Pa (!-¡) renegade Affection! Toss the butt out the window. I'm with him until he calms the truth. I'm leaving ... thinking if I should return to your eyes, your eyes and you know last quarter ...
Your eyes. Remember your body overnight. Your hair tangling my blood. You all, all, all. Among those who drag tables and chairs, among the furrows left by the move, including obscure disco lights, among them I looked and you were right in the corner mean beauty, as the words were not said or wrong, as in TV to get you and keep you busy, to find you and tell you that on Friday it had killed punches, which is better and we were going to kill us elsewhere, to beat snout to snout, sex with love sex and love goes out.
So ephemeral are the loves of these nights, until it is time to re-count ...
So-so, so alone ...
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ohhh, what a damn Thursday night .... What a night
the motherfucker!
Oh your god ... Same walls which surround me in my dreams!
who bore him ... What marks dawn trite in my name!
If the sun will again ... What sarcastic silence calls me the word!
One day she gave birth to the dark ... How useless adventure bite your lips! Bring you
wounds me what I leave your beautiful charm! And you
where I do not ... Why not me feel crap after far not coming, one hopes Thistle everyone, not mine ... there.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

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"A worker sees me, call me an artist
nobly, I added to his stature.
And my short-sightedness that goodness
dream that stretches as mature." Silvio

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

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was a town full of needs, which only had one hundred inhabitants. And the day came when they needed to elect a mayor. There were candidates A and B. All the people went to vote, as they both wanted. He won with 60 votes to 40 that took B. Ie that A won with 60% of the vote. When he gave his inaugural address, was there most of the people.
Four years passed. A much richer than B, but the people were full of needs. Elections came again, and again it was all the people to vote. A and B were very happy. This time A B got 40 votes and 60, so he won with 60% of the vote. And also could give his inaugural address most of the people.
took another four years. B is added to this time, much more than A, but the people were full of needs. Then came the day of elections and, again, were all to vote. A and B are licking of happiness! Pero esta vez, la mitad de los vecinos puso el sobre vacío en la urna. Al contar los votos A sacó 30 y B sacó 20. A se proclamó ganador con el 60% de los votos, dado que sólo se contaban los sobres llenos. Cuando dio su discurso inaugural, había menos de 30 personas oyéndolo. A y B supieron entonces que les sería muy difícil engañar nuevamente a ese pueblo, y por primera vez... tuvieron miedo.



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Sunday, October 14, 2007

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After suffering a pathetic neglect, this letter I think he took chacho, or Zegobia, or anyone ...

Viz

What am for all of them? I used to wonder, what kind of being encapsulated in sharp skins that do not touch, they do not sell ... I wandered years in the most inhospitable corridors fuckultad breaking my coconut that I drop a miserable idea, one. I have made hundreds of cigar ashes of poor quality, sitting out there where people go and not look, do not respond, it looks like you, you always evaluates and gives you enough, fails, use the same disagreements over and again. Until, tired of not shiver in the water and suffered no embarrassing shortages of words, I find myself with some surprise that just might bring "sucucho."
Now I know. Cover does not scare evil or graves, but now I understand: I'm his invisible friend. I've been left in the pocket of "the troops" but there I am. I am what they see, what I do, they do not know. I hid around the building in silence as a fellow to be torn from snout to be and in the meantime, come under the good hand to break the magic, I summarize to exist as they have not seen, as they do not know what does not.
But the live performance of "Piti" Target has turned to shit with laughter and clapped me with great slap back. So it's time to say enough. It does not matter that all alarms begin to scream. It does not matter that sadness covering his eyes. Hovering just begin, shy awakening of my discovery, a glamorous tear here, a painful sting there and the gradual abandonment of the capsule taped. No more blowing obsessive ghosts in the gatherings of nowhere, no more afraid to send them to happens. Little by little I see. In very comfortable fees paid me. I'm going to translate into facts for your smile belongs to me, on facts of which I like and call me, the best I get, those that capture my essence.
Server, then, as agreed. And I am not claiming anything. And the beer is taken from the peak uninvited. I am therefore taking advantage of a small clearing, trusting lives to what is perceptible by sight, but not to forget, comrades! Blessed are those who believe without seeing, those who dare to palmar, those who hear the odd song. Beautiful ... that all sections of fog and fear have all committed the sin of reaching bumping my forehead and a flood of light alcohols and laughed at me when

I'm invisible, I admit, but sensitive to beauty.

Dear friend,
see.

Your Invisible Friend

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Do you remember, right? Daba


... "You see ... holding the smoke in the rail furthest from the coast, you'll want to invite-not-the river with your water. You see, if you never threw the bear bachelor party souvenirs, it seemed to me that are some camalotes castaways of Paraná. Many mixture of water and puddles of colors, green and brown, reddish plant streams embracing those islands that many leave, yes, as a group, they come, they argue, are trapped. They are in it for themselves because they know endless flow of travel. and they are sought, the complex known sadness of walking alone out there where the other smells like fish where others are not they, say, by overlapping leaves at drift. But these pools were always called me to play that stupid little walk left me dizzy and disoriented. Because of beach, water, beach, water, sand and water, the leaves were wrapped in peace and I was nearly sunk, and to stay afloat so there I was poking the poor and tender red eyes on the waves: one, eh. No one but other odors improper call you repulsive other tribes between the immensity of colors. Some camalotes castaways of Paraná. Are those who come to the shore, those who do stunts, play the violin and stuff, pass the hat, you look like starving street dog with floppy ears, look at you, love you and are close, kiss you from afar and continue to your going to the game ."... indifferent

Dash "Do you remember, right?"
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There is a flower ... I think she has tamed me ...


El principito las miró. ¡Todas se parecían tanto a su flor!

Y se sintió very unhappy. His flower had told him that was the only of its kind in the entire universe. And now his eyes had more than five thousand, all alike, in one single garden!

"If she saw this," thought the prince would feel humiliated, would cough a lot and simulate die to escape ridicule. And I have to pretend you care, it would be able to let it die true to humiliate me too ... "

"I'm not really a great prince ..."

and fell on the grass, the prince cried.

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" In this period of building socialism we can see the new man being born. His image is not finished yet, not could ever be and that the process is parallel to the development of new economic forms. Aside from those whose lack of education makes them take the solitary road toward satisfying their own ambitions, is that even within this new landscape joint motion, tend to walk isolated from the masses accompanying them. The important thing is that men are becoming increasingly conscious of the need for their inclusion in society and at the same time, their importance as engines of the same. "

" They no longer travel completely alone over sidewalks stray toward distant aspirations. They follow their vanguard, consisting of the Party, by the advanced workers, advanced by men who walk with the masses and in close communion with them. The vanguard has its eyes on the future and its reward, but it is not envisaged as something individual and the prize is the new society where men have characteristics distinct society of communist man. "

" The road is long and fraught with difficulties. Sometimes we lose our way and must turn back, others go too fast and separate ourselves from the masses, sometimes we go too slow, feel the breath of those treading at our heels. In our zeal as revolutionaries we try to move as quickly as possible, clearing roads, but we know we must be nourished by the mass and that it can advance more rapidly only if we inspire by example. "

" The Party is a vanguard organization. The best workers are nominated by their peers to integrate. It is a minority but of great authority for the quality of his paintings. Our aspiration is to become a mass Party, but when the masses have reached the level of the vanguard, that is, when they are educated for communism. And that education is aimed at work. The party is the living example; its cadres must teach hard work and sacrifice, must bear its share to the masses to the revolutionary task, which involves years of hard struggle against the difficulties of construction, class enemies, the scourges of the past, imperialism ... "

" Let me tell you, at risk of seeming ridiculous, that the true revolutionary is guided by great feelings of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality. Perhaps one of the great dramas of the leader that he must combine a passionate spirit with a cold intelligence and make painful decisions without flinching. Our vanguard revolutionaries must idealize this love of the people, the most sacred causes, and make it one and indivisible. They can not descend, with small doses of daily affection to the places where ordinary men exercising. "

" Let me draw some conclusions:
We socialists are freer because we are more complete, more complete because we are freer.
The skeleton of our complete freedom is already formed, lacks the protein substance and clothing, we will create.
Our freedom and its daily sustenance are color are swollen with blood and sacrifice.
Our sacrifice is conscious: an installment payment on the freedom to build.
The road is long and in part unknown, we know our limitations. We twenty-first century man: ourselves.
We will forge ourselves in daily action, creating a new man with a new technique.
Clearing the way is the vanguard group, the best among the good, the Party.
The basic clay of our work is the youth, we place our hope in it and prepare it to take from our hands the flag.
If this inarticulate letter clarifies anything, it has accomplished the objective that motivated it. "

Excerpt from" The Socialism and Man in Cuba "

[text addressed to Carlos Quijano, weekly, Marcha, Montevideo, March 12, 1965.]


And some of us like to say the commander

or utopian, or ideal
REVOLUTIONARY COMMUNIST AND

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

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think so ... Linda
night to celebrate. More red lights burning in the pale ceiling of the everyday. Crashes, screams, gets up, takes place as an awakening into a gray lethargy, but ... With whom do, brothers? Ah, ah, ah ... only consistent determinant of the distance. Let my wishes in school twelve, Surrender the kiss on the corner of indesición. Shared a bed-blanket-dreams with nothing material to unleash the ilsusión, comfortable or imagine, among all this dough of good and bad times armed as for those who like (at least soon) played long-short life you have.
A kiss on my cheek. I know are hundreds and hundreds for each trip. Tyre
then clogs in bed and stretch covers. Embrace the night and pointed to the dreams that I will wish you tomorrow, but today a little more, rather than to always tomorrow ...

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

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We started this blog on Wednesday July 18, after writing the article How to create a blog step by step , published on Thursday 19 inthe Technology section Venezuelan newspaper El Nacional. The article appears in the entries below, broken down into four parts.
The idea of \u200b\u200bthe blog is to support Internet users who dare to create your own digital logbook and that everyone can comment on their experiences, the theme chosen and other issues related to the authorship of blogs. I worked in what was originally a blog, since April 2002 and has evolved into a more comprehensive site dedicated to IT and telecommunications events: www.enbytes.com, with updates daily.
Since the technology section of The National and from www.enbytes.com welcome any suggestions or comments through the comments to this entry through the blogs or email froilan@gmail.com.

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Mount your blog step by step Part I. Introduction. Mount your blog

recently commented on the tenth anniversary of the online digital Bloggers, and although not easy to determine the exact date of birth of the phenomenon of Web publishing, in fact ten years ago that gave them the name Web logs. The Anglo-Saxon word "log" refers to a historical account, which can be associated with diario.Pero blog or even a weblog, or blog, as is popularly known, is more than a digital diary or online journal.
The blog is highly personal, like a diary, but if it is normally retained in the Itimad, the blog was created to be shared.
Moreover, newspapers and blogs are in chronological order, while blogs maintained in reverse chronological order, since the most recent entry appears to top the list of comments.
More importantly, the papers have no references or links to other newspapers, while in the case of blogs, links to information sources or other blogs are essential in this modern form of communication.
In short, hypertext or reading ability to branch from the comments of a blog, is your main peculiarity. If we accept this, the actual creator of the web Tim Berners-Lee was the first blogger in history, since its initial bulletins on the progress of the WWW project at the beginning of the 90's, were just a collection of short comments with links to other pages of the emerging global web.

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Step by Step II. The massification of the Blogs

After establishment of the blog began as a publication with its own characteristics, they began to become popular tools to facilitate the creation of these web logs. Blogger
, WordPress, and TypePad Are among the most popular, but there are hundreds of these tools, just as there are sites that provide their own tool cosntrucción posts. Creating blogs
only takes a few minutes and maintenance is much easier than traditional web pages. The availability of pre-designed templates or models is extensive, and there is great flexibility to customize the final look of the blog.
The result of these facilities for the creation and maintenance of blogs is exponential growth of these publications. According to the latest annual survey of Technorati, the search engine and cataloging of most popular blogs in October 2006 this website had 57 million blogs registered a growth of 217% over 2005 and 1,300% over 2004.
So do not be ruled out that there are currently over 100 million blogs worldwide.

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step Mount your blog aps III. Manual urgent. Searching the blogosphere

enthusiastic bloggers have their own preferences for authoring tools blogs. Blogger, owned by Google, is the most popular, but Wordpress joined since its inception more facilities for the organization and dissemination of blog entries.
offer here the procedure for creating a blog with Blogger.com service, which is quite similar to that used Wordpress and other tools. After entering
to blogger.com , if the page does not appear in English, the language is changed by selecting the "Language", which appears at the foot of the page of Blogger.
Step 1 .- On the first screen that appears, the user provides their email address, password and enter a security code shown on the page. Step 2
Blogger .- After requesting the name you assign to a blog and a part of what will be the web address of your blog. If the user chooses to "myblog" for example, the address will read: miblog.blogspot.com . This does not include faniliar address "www."
Step 3 .- Finally, Blogger shows the user a collection of art models or templates. Once you choose your desired design blog, and the user is ready to introduce their first comments.
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When discussing a current event, a specific search in the worldwide collection of blogs, or blogosphere, can yield more interesting than a general search because they are opinions of bloggers who specialize in the issue that inquire or actors or witnesses of first line of offense under investigation.
Google has a search engine for blogs, search.blogger.com , but the authority in this matter is technorati.com, as we said, of about the hundreds of millions of blogs indexed.
Technorati estimates that 100,000 blogs are created every day and that the blogosphere is doubling every 7 months. Afrael
Ortiz, co-founder Veneblogs, a directory of blogs Venezuelans on Venezuela, says in his blog that afrael.loquesea.org directories posted 72 posts in August 2003 and has evolved rapidly to over 3,000 registered blogs.
The first blog contest El Nacional admissions closed the period with over 500 newly registered.

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We created this blog to show the process of creating a digital diary using Blogger , one of the most popular tools for creating and maintaining blogs. If you have problems creating your own blog, make your query in the comments section or write to froilan@gmail.com. If you already created, share your address with other bloggers to start.