TENN

Not a depressive state, simply pop sensation that everything happens in the mind and are left empty are how mirrors that nothing reflect, and one day not remember now where you were or what you did or who you were and that's the hurry then living at the present time and in those times when you think everything was better but it was not and maybe everything was different and nothing else, the memories come sweetened and tender how jellybeans and thou consume and how the animal that cage press buttons to find rewards his anxiety, but in the end all that remains is little or nothing and life is not that it makes sense and the meaning it had in the past or not you already have encontrase contrasted with another ancient times makes you lose the guide that drove you other days to be who you were and you are among all but no longer are.

TENN

14 years ago no doubt I visited a DISCOPUB in Malasaña or Moncloa in Madrid ... and may it more than 14 years and remembered that DISCOPUB for a MARVELOUS movie CARMEN THE ROUND the same movie you were looking at in due time an Valladolid philosopher GREAT friend who WANT visited me in Madrid for PERHAPS Adinner at an Indian FAVOLOUS restaurant and took me to visit her grandmother and her Grandma was watching CARMEN THE ROUND, well, remember the traffic and remember something else that I have forgotten the name of the bar that was so assiduously, my favorite bar in the area of Malasaña or Moncloa, jalisco style decorated with touches and chears of tropical ... I was going much alone, just drank a lot, drinking glasses and drank beer and cachis combined and listening to music, Spanish pop almost all ... it's been 14 years now maybe more...more i think, sure and i not remember well...my favorite discopub, nights and nighst allone it´s enjoined and no remember that, no remeber noting tah else...Way lost this goods moments...? and I wonder: Why did my friend who knew her grandmother? Perhaps this memory. It was her one singcancer.

NINE

I am one of the few people in the world who knows that tomorrow March 28 the sixth seal of the Apocalypse opens ...
I write this because nothing happens
Tomorrow start the 28 day end of the world may be this:
Meteor shower

NATO FACING THE RUSSIAN THIRD WORLD WAR

COLLAPSE OF THE ECONOMY

SUPER HIPER MEGA EARTHQUAKE IN UNITED STATES ( MILLION DEAD )
So you universe works , I think it will happen one of these things because APOCALYPSE THE SIXTH SEAL Manna opens, and if something happens is because MY MIND WHAT materialized because nothing exists in the world and it's all a holographic projection I'm living , because really I AM mE AND ONLY GOD and everyone feels the same iT AND ONLY GOD eXISTS and that lives and people who know PROJECTIONS ARE yOUR MIND and well known people in their lives to other selves that are their fears and their hopes BUT NOT REALLY EXIST
FOR WHAT HAPPENS IS THAT NO ONE IN THE WORLD
And all it invents one WITH YOUR MIND and the people around you ARE PROJECTIONS MATERIALS THAT YOU ARE and so your father is how you or similar and your brothers and your friends and the women are what you expect or do not expect women and politicians are what you expect or do not expect politicians and are you if you were a politician and artists are you if you were an artist and staff email are you if you were postal officer aND THERE IS NOTHING
AND HOW THERE IS NOTHING
Could you do that in your world rained sausage patties ?
My family by veníantodos mother of Catalan nobility, my grandparents were cousins ​​and cousins ​​and grandchildren too had mixed blood .

NINE

Mother's side all have faces dwarfs, in my mother's family all have faces and there are dwarf genes of dwarfism in the family and the stature of the family of my mother is very short but nobody gets to dwarf, five feet almost measured my great-aunt , a little less than one sixty measured my grandfather and his parents were still lower , had genes of dwarfism in the family of my mother but none reached dwarves in unageneración genes were changed and the face of dwarf were morbidly obese but not become so, everything was very strange, so was the genetic strange by the family of my mother, a family faces dwarf but very good people all, all good people , that 's what matters .
Dwarfism trait of my awesome grandfather was the disproportion of his arms, the good lord was nearly sixty one but his arms he reached the quarter ending below the knee , he always said was so quedóa trunks to carry station and I thought as a child and thought about it for a long time and there are times I still believe inwhichthe .
A fourth hand below the knee in a man who does not reach the one, barely sixty , was a completely unreal image .
Dwarfism family was compensated pedradita having everyone in the family of my father, where the suspect several famila history of severe mental illness.
The generation that resulted was psicodeficientes , poor and crazy -faced dwarf minor less extent, which resulted in birthed beings extrañísimos , how I am psicodeficiente , a sideways schizo , another silly middle and face dwarf but not broadly dwarfism and noses , feet and larger hands than normal for my height , but measuring 173 inches with 14 years did not grow further to 36 years when I got to 175 inches but when they arrived storms solar and all crecimso on Earth came to almost 1.80 and still growing - how all - and I'm not so silly and I do not have much face dwarf and if more expensive crude , and my brother one measuring 63 put in four years at 1.73 and it is best that it was past 34 when he began to grow in the family ... and we became mad and thought ... How is this possible? What I could not stand my family that I was ready suddenly, I thought that they had gotten into a spirit or something. But they were solar storms of Planet Earth and 2012 cosmic balance and Planetary Power.

And I saw very clear , good Enrrique that poor crazy eraun was thrown on the street all day , one day I found him and good Enrrique had changed and had no goofy expression , solar storms had given more intelligence , the same as me. But he had not grown.
My family by veníantodos mother of Catalan nobility, my grandparents were cousins ​​and cousins ​​and grandchildren too had mixed blood .

EIGHT

So the estrembandlier mixt, affaire out, look into the fierce eyes against this on time fireless, once upoon a time no nothings else, round and round above this brains wasted brain minds, puor, rest, insane clemence and vaste countries damages, allready since all you see the worldflames and falmesworlds, raise and raise...So the universe works, the excatty and exactly conjunction and trigonous have been to repeat and them since commenced, people expectated and smailing, no know yoy know, smiling expectated people wen rise and downs, when crashed and decaed...and so the universe works, unvierse have alike...and you? You are a builder, you are a creeper insect...

SEVEN

Kuskurra
It was the voice and was the complexion , was the voice and was the complexion and was German whiskey, it was all the same time collected worldwide how to harvest rojamalva single love the situation, but did not think the two were that day it was not that night Mars said his name was Marta and Marta was the niece who was born in the month of Scorpio and was not booked now or wasted energy, but between those two moments had spent 15 years no, he had spent 25 years and had not the faintest idealos two were that the woman and the voice that asked your name and then leave or better than before, before I said my name is called Mars because Marta was the complexion and was the voice and face and eyes were then 25 years and the time was frozen and not my fault , and not my fault but I have nothing tampco . Sorry. Excuse me now ... How bad are the times ?
Kuskurra born in Mars 's voice was Marta and said not so fast when I saw behind her skirt , underpinning an idea how astute awareness of an armed flight . Kuskurra was called but it was Marta and was deforested in the shade, because it was also deforested , ground not so fast .
Just love what one does not always think of it, what we love only that , Rachel.
And everything in this line.
( we consider unjust )
I can not imagine anything beyond this fine line drawing that which speaks , however a whole is estimated avces everything that is part . A true return for a second time and migrates everything she says when she's alone do not matter to anyone , without the bells sounds sweet beats , sound at this time two at how two snails cooked in the middle of giving back Calm , suffering and most cowardly and most cowardly is not.
(from vuelaperros )
( more or less)
( hopefully)

ASÍ FUNCIONA EL UNIVERSO

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BORRADOR

Que lo que queda de todo son estados de ánimo, la negatividad o sus contrarioser optimista, ser positivo y esa ilusión o decepción con la que uno se ensalza o se amarga, que lo que queda de todo son estados de ánimo es cierto e incluso a la hora de calsificar y de ordenar recuerdos. Tenemos todos un cuerpo emocional que se alimenta de pasiones y que tiene que estar despierto y nutrirse y un cuerpo mental que se alienta de pensamientos y que tiene que ser siempre curioso, sómos algo más que el cuerpo físico que necesita sobre todo alimentos crecidos a la luz del sol, somos siempre algo más y yo diría que mucho más de lo que todos somos y sentimos. La vida no es hacer una filosofía de la vida sino lo que vamos viviendo cada día y cómo lo vamos viviendo, más que lo que pensamos somos lo que hacemos y por eso yo siempre me pregunto si existe el orden en este mundo ordenado en el que todo fluye, refluye y converge, con alaridos de nuestra forma de ser al ego interno que no se sacia, los impulsos del ego zaherido y conturbado, el paráxito que no somos y que nos dirige saciando nuestros deseos y apetencias contra el precio de sentirse mal.

Yo es lo que pienso, que si estamos dirigidos en el cosmos no dejamos de estarlo por nuestros instintos y que si esa llamada natural será acaso más cierta que la voz de un dios.

SEVEN

The world exists or is something that I guess is what I'm wondering . But significaestar not crazy, I just wonder if the really mundoexiste or something I guess and projecting close to me, how in a dream, but rather as how dream images in the film or the author how dreams in real life, what happens to us all.All those strange people you've met enthusiastic were real life ... ? One day I walked into a bar and there was a man drinking no chin and neck was hung out with the face or went to a department store and a dwarf 25 inches lady dressed in a smart wheelchair with a fur coat sable had the same haircut for someone to appreciate and then you think ... I imagine things? Is life there imagine my long around me ? The strange wild animals , strange giant ants crawling one day, the dogs look at you with human eyes ... or do not exist .I 'm imagining in the sense that my imagination materializes strange animal or human and not by any means one of two creatures .

SIX

2007 Holiday turkia am an Iraqi and asks me money, an Iraqi who was begging young asks me for money ... I will say no because it's true , ten years later I realize that most Iraqi me asked for money talking in perfect Spanish . She showed me her Iraqi passport, as should have certain rights in the Turkia beggars or beggars quetuvieran Iraqi passport when begging . I never understood that I was asking for money talking in my language and I was thousands of miles from my home and I thought normal for me to speak in Spanish , never enough I valued but now I think the following.I in turkia , how was having to take medication , was not aware of how far my country was and I was in Morocco or something, how I felt that maybe that's why I spoke in my dioma foreigners , as happens in Morocco .
So I think the universe works , maybe if my incosciencia I have imagined that I was in Spain ... all I had spoken in Spanish ?

BORRADOR

Hay un episodio en mi vida. Estoy en una ciudad de Castilla y de repente me quedo parado y la gente empieza a pasar a mi alrededor y creo que tengo poco más de veinte años. Un tiempo en el que estaba muy solo. De repente me detengo, me freno en seco, me quedo fijo cómo un árbol e mitad de la calle y la gente empieza a pasr alrededor de mi. Ese día mi forma de pensar cambia, ese día dejo de pertenecer al rebaño humano y me convierto en algo más evolucionado, en un ser más evolucionado. Paso horas en esa postura y la gente me parece cáscaras vacías pero no tengo miedo. Miro a la gente y me parecen cangrejos o frutos, seres vacós, apariencias. Aquel día pensé algo así cómo si el mundo tendrá existencia realmente o todo se lo inventa mi mente. Luego aprendí que existe una teoria que dice--una teoria religiosa hindú--que la gente, seres vivos,los objetos y uno mismo no tienen existencia real y todo son imágenes proyectadas por algo mucho más lejos, aunque la palabra clave es ilusión, todo lo que existe esuna ilusión proyectado por un ente lejano, a objeto de que pensemos, vivamos, sintamos, tengamos una experiencia. Vivir sería cómo haber tomado una droga muy potente que crea una alucinación poderosísima: EL MUNDO REAL (QUE REALMENTE NO EXISTE)

FIVE

I knew my luck distributed to family karma family had been monopolized by one family member or maybe two and while one member of my family or perhaps two had remained good luck with all the other group eéramos very unhappy or had very bad luck. And others were just sixty people . People do not know that it is completely unfair that one family member to hoard all the good luck , who says one family member pued say maybe two or three, but in Kadampa Buddhism to understand how an entire family , how one body that comes to a disease that infects eg weaker body organ . Thus the unfortunate family are more miserable as the most fortunate are the lucky ones. It is a universal law , the distribution of good or bad karma , good or bad luck in the family to always have the same good luck and bad luck the same . All this is so terrible that the family thinks that they will always be unhappy the same family , for his or her destiny and karma and they are marginalized and do not trust them , making each vezmás unfortunate . I prayed to God to change my luck and me were things a little better and the lucky family a little worse. And me joy...THTS I THINK THIS WAS GOOD

FOUR

In 1998 I decided to find work in a city marisquería of Madrid called Boadilla , the place was a seafood restaurant named juanito seafood . My brother juanito waiter had worked before , even in London and was a sign that I taken that job. I did and in the city of my girlfriend who was foreign nearly 10 years later I met a family member who worked as a waiter at a seafood restaurant . If I had taken the job in the seafood would have been able to work in a foreign city where it was originally my girlfriend, so the universe works. Try these lines show that there are things that are not due to chance. A job with the name of my brother how to work my brother worked abroad , I would have tried one years after working abroad also . Not only took the job because my father knew my strong and fickle character and feared that the end had labor problems, I was not afraid of anything. My father put fear in my soul and confidence in myself, and my father put fear in myself how dsconfianza been doing all his life because he could never bear my great confidence in myself and my courage at the same time , knowing my way love to be , I knew it would reject the work or do not ask for not only having a displeasure with the family, but  i no decide. I fall a mistake and will punished, so the universe...

borrador

Pasé un infierno en el 2012, desde el año 2011 y venía sufriendo desde el 2010 cuando quise lograr mi autonomía por todo lo que sufrí desde el año 2007 y llegado al año 2014 no todo se había mejorado en absoluto, el avance había sido muy lento. En siete año no sólo había renunciado a mis objetivos, había perdido por lo que luchaba pero no me sentí bien en mi piel.

Mi jefe JJ me explotaba miserablemente y me pagaba 5 euros al día y a veces ni eso y ganaba mucho dinero conmigo pero no quería compartirlo porque estaba ahogado por las deudas y sabía que yo era muy sufrido por un lado y que mi familia no me dejaría morir de hambre por otro. Pero no estuvo nada bien que pensara que en el año 2010 mi padre no era tan duro cómo para no darme dinero aunque no me hablase con él si no me llegaba con mi trabajo, pero fue severo conmigo y muy cruel y me hizo pasar hambre y mi jefe, no creyendo tanta crueldad en mi familia tampoco me daba mucho más dinero de 5 euros al día, pues con esa cantidad, hambre no pasas.

¿Cuántas personas viven en este mundo con menos de un dólar al día? Decían que eran más de mil millones, y yo no podía creerlo. Todo el año 2010 no tuve ningún lujo, desde que dejé la casa de mis padres--de nuevo--en el año 2011 hasta agosto del 2012 desgasté mis zapatos deportivos hasta dejarlos pelados de caminar tres kilómetros de ida y tres de vuelta hacia casa de mi jefe para trabajar por cinco euros. Luego caminaba otros tres kilómetros para reunirme con amigos, idea y vuelta, durante un año caminaba del orden de 10 kilómetros diarios mínimo. Al final, midiendo yo un metro setenta y cinco y teniendo 38 años, pesaba menos de 50 kilos, me convertí en un atleta maratoniano. Comía pasta y arroz y mi diversió eran dos cervezas en un supermercado y coger colillas de los ceniceros de los bares para fumarlas migando el tabaco sobre papel de periódico de ofertas de supermercado o publicidad, sacado de las basuras. Creo que debí volverme loco. Estaba todo el tiempo solo. LLEGUÉ A DORMIR EN UN ALBERGUE DE CARIDAD UNA VEZ y solía hacerlo en parques, discotecas de entrada libre, estaciones de autobuses. CONOCÍ LA INDIGENCIA MÁS ABSOLUTA y descubrí algo:

Descubrí que cuando duermes en un parque sin teléfono, sin reloj, sin dinero y sin nada de valor...no teienes miedo a que te roben y duermes tranquilo. Los pobres no tienen miedo más que a perder su libertad porque realemente no tienen nada.

Pensé mucho en la gente que nunca ha tenido nada porque la pobreza para mi llegó de forma inesperada, fue un proceso, no soporté a la familia y perdí su apoyo y sin el apoyo de mi familia me vi en la indigencia, mi padre, mientras tanto, un abogado del estado con una gran pensión, comía chuletos compardos en los grandes almacenes para la gente de su clase, sabiendo que su hijo estaba en Cáritas, pero no le importaba porque sabía que en Castilla nadie se muere de hambre y que siempre habría un mendrugo en alguna parroquia para mi y un plato de caracolillos en los servicios sociales. Y por eso un día fui a los servicios sociales a comer y el encargado llamó a la policía, había mucha delincuencia en aquellos primeros días del 2012 y no era un sitio seguro para un jovencito que ya no lo era, de 50 kilos de peso.

Me hice unas fotos y tenía el cuello no más ancho que una lámpara de mesilla de noche, no más ancho que el puño de un niño de quince años. Supe que iba a morir, se me advertía de ello en sueños y al final me devolvieron el privilegio de volver a mi casa, la casa que me dijeron que era para mi y que luego ya no lo era. Fueron tres años en la indigencia con grados. Medio indigente, poco indigente, mucho indigente, muy-muy indigente, indigente de llamar a la policía...tres años en los que comprendía por fin a los pobres de este mundo, mis hermanos, después de haber veraneado 30 años en Marbella y haber comido en los más lujosos restaurantes del barrio latino de París.

THREE

The universe and its operation were mysteries to me regarding random, but it's all how a novel chapters in this life, that until you get to chapter 34 makes no sense what was experienced in the second chapter or fifth , something I think not that I do not know is that I put it simple . The best example of this is Yolanda , a woman of 23 years who met in high school when I was 17 , I really have been my sexual initiator but my whole life has changed very abruptly and I'm sure I would therefore become a criminal , in fact almost all sexually Yolanda began in high school with ended up stuck on drugs, I do not understand what happened. Much later I realized cunando I was 25 and she was 19 that the target desired me to have a much younger sexual initiator I - at that age - and I also loved because of having initiated sex with Yolanda , because my level of evolution , since I was a person that basically regarded sex silly, even at that early age for me but for late sexual initiation in other cultures, the experience had been so strong that I would immediately entered a monastery as I had already known all the pleasures of this world

TWO

when I was in eleventh grade I met two hermas always went together and they were very correct and educated , middle estaura and brunettes with short hair , its function , I think, in my life was to praise my high morals and have no 's never lost, I avoided that corrupt or divert me from evil ways . In third high school but night because repeated two courses I turned to find two other sisters that were identical to the above and also had the same role in my life and over time both sets of sisters are so similar to how not I keep them the photos I've put together in my memories and almost can not tell who is who and they are both the same , equal to them and between them and voices , hairstyles, skin of face and eyes seem to me identical. But then what happens to me now is not so creepy how when I started to feel it for years , maybe in this life everything is a figment of your imagination , everything is a projection of your own manete what vieves and friends and ideénticas friends are repeated missions and tasks in your life because somehow come to you and is not that you attract , is that they are part of you and you shall live ... Who are the others in our lives? I think mere extras are quegiran beings around you

ONE

So the universe works.
I had a girlfriend in my life . And then a comrade before a woman who loved me . Ten year I had a woman who loved only me but did not want sex with me , I was ten years dating her and she told me I love you but I wish you well ten years. Then I had a girlfriend who loved me and wanted me and then I had a comrade, a woman who told me we are not dating, we are friends who have sex with each other , you're my buddy. A woman who loved me ten years, another who loved me and wanted me eight years and then a friend who was sleeping with me , perhaps one or two years . Having a year of love is not love and sex is just something that I do not like . But somehow I have to tell things if I want to be honest and the only way I have of this book is to be honest because if I'm not sincere I can not make you understand how the universe works .
Introducing my love or erotic or sexual life , at my age of 45, is just to illustrate that I am not come to this world to enjoy sex , my fate was different, was to teach or learn or both and Enjoyable sex although at the time I know I did not come to this world and enjoy experiement sexual way . I must admit that in a way, with one girlfriend in my life at 45 years old and also I'm with her 8 years, in this life I have been a priest.

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