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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: Neruda by Robert Bly
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Tuesday, July 17, 2012. Neruda by Robert Bly. It so happens I am sick of being a man. And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie. Dried up, waterproof, like a swan made of felt. Steering my way in a water of wombs and ashes. The smell of barbershops makes me break into hoarse. The only thing I want is to lie still like stones or wool. The only thing I want is to see no more stores, no gardens,. No more goods, no spectacles, no elevators. Neruda by Robert Bly.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: La Mujer Perdida
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Wednesday, September 14, 2011. Ella estaba sola, y no le importaba estar sola. Era lo que quería. En toda la pasión de su amante ella había encontrado una soledad hermosa, fría, como una sombra en la que ella se envolvía y que le daba una dulzura de perfección. Era un instante de inefable serenidad. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. Tengo miedo del encuentro Con el pasado que vuelve. View my complete profile.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: Slaboie serdtse
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Monday, June 13, 2011. Todo aquel mundo, con sus habitantes, los fuertes y los débiles, todas sus viviendas, tanto los cobijos de los mendigos como los dorados palacetes. a esa hora crepuscular, con la fuerza que da la vida, parecían una fantástica y mágica visión; un sueño, que desaparecería al instante esfumándose como vapor por el cielo azul oscuro. Arcadi se convirtió en una persona triste y taciturna, perdió toda su alegría. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Sunday, May 08, 2011. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,. That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -. Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -. On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'. Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: Kharms
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Thursday, July 11, 2013. We've died on the fields of the everyday. No hope is left to lead the way. Our dreams of happiness are naught-. Now poverty is all we've got. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: Noches Blancas
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Monday, December 05, 2011. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: The Tunnel - Ernesto Sabato
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Wednesday, July 04, 2012. The Tunnel - Ernesto Sabato. I returned home with a feeling of absolute loneliness. Usually that feeling of being alone in the world is accompanied by a condescending sense of superiority. I scorn all humankind; people around me seem vile, sordid, stupid, greedy, gross, niggardly. I do not fear solitude; it is almost Olympian. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. Neruda by Robert Bly. The Tunnel - Ernesto Sabato.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Wednesday, November 20, 2013. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;. Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -. Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -. Tis the wind and nothing more! Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: Stendhal
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Tuesday, July 01, 2014. The sun strikes hot in these mountains, but even when its light is shining full upon them, here, on this terrace, magnificent plane trees protect the traveller and his dreams. Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade: War and Peace
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Reivindicación lúdica de la saudade. Friday, January 23, 2015. How is it I haven't seen this lofty sky before? And how happy I am that I've finally come to know it. Yes! Everything is empty, everything is a deception, except this infinite sky. There is nothing, nothing except that. But there is not even that, there is nothing except silence, tranquility. And thank God! Posted by Azul Violeta Bermejo. Tea Always Tastes the Same. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
