Sunday, May 17, 2009

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Beware of Dog Wanting is not power

a moment I can tell you is eternal. I can lie about what will happen. I can bring a blanket in winter. And in summer, if you want, walk by the sea. I can give you my truth, my silence, my desire to improve. I can grant you any exclusive rights. I can give you a day, a millennium, a return to childhood without warning. I can exceed the speed limit, drinking, smoking and dump in the gutter of complicity. I can bang it against your temper. Or dive into the lake of your divinity. I can give you everything I can. But what you want I can give no.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

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plants always die Forty years

Azucena was about to surrender. Whenever you plant died, though every effort put in to move them forward. Tested with geraniums, petunias and trunks of Brazil, but never got through the winter. His friends did not understand how a girl so sweet and sensitive as she was unable to succeed the smallest outbreak. So one day, aware of their difficulties with the plant sciences, gave him a cactus. And did not last even two months.

Before give up his friend went to Jacinto, a former classmate who loved plants. They met in kindergarten and since then tried to take her to the garden. But she always gave pumpkins and even years later, in the course prom, left him standing. Everything always botanist. Jacinto day decided not to take root and said goodbye forever to Azucena. His parents, Narciso and Margaret, had advised him that never should trust a woman who did not like plants. And Ashley was being a real disaster.

But that day she called and Jacinto decided to help. Habits studied for days Azucena and light and humidity conditions in which they unfolded. He made sure the temperature was adequate, that the mineralization of water was correct and that nothing disturbs the ideal environment for growing plants. Then planted some seeds. Azucena took care under the supervision of Jacinto, while he remembered why he liked this girl ever so much. Found that she watered carefully monitored the incidence of the sun and even got to speak kindly to those who were beginning to sprout stems. Until he died. Jacinto

looked really shocked that withered and tried to find the explanation as fatal phenomenon. Used all his powers of communication with the plant world. Analyzed the land, water, sap and humus. Rescued their knowledge of chlorophyll and pollination. And she looked at Lily. Then I understood. As if by photosynthesis revealed the truth: their plants died of grief. Of sorrow at being unable to leave their pots to embrace Azucena and accompany her to the end of life. Sorry for not being able to watch those beautiful eyes that just wanted to see them grow. Penalty to assume that he never could kiss, love and thanks so much affection for, despite the intention, in the relentless diversity of living things, one and the other belonged to different realms.