THIS is the reason that You Tube has flagged the video inappropriate. 

Naked Britney is always fun to watch though...enjoy pervs!

 

La Guerra

Gaspar Nunez de Arce

Por razones que se calla
la historia prudentemente,
dos monarcas de Occidente
riñeron fiera batalla.

La causa del rompimiento
no está, en verdad, a mi alcance,
ni hace falta para el lance
que referiros intento.

Sobre el campo del honor
cubierto de sangre y gloria,
donde alcanzó la victoria
más la astucia que el valor;
dos discípulos de Marte,
que airados se acometieron
y juntamente cayeron
pasados de parte a parte;
sumergidos en el lodo,
mientras que llegaba el cura
para darles sepultura,
platicaban de este modo:

SOLDADO PRIMERO

¡Hola, compadre! ¿Qué tal
te ha parecido el asunto?

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

Puesto que me ves difunto
debe parecerme mal.

SOLDADO PRIMERO

Pues ha sido divertida
la función: mira a tu lado.
Lo menos hemos quedado
doce mil héroes sin vida.
Y en esto me quedo corto,
que me enfadan los extremos.

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

¡Con qué habilidad nos hemos
destrozado! Estoy absorto.
Ha habido alarmas y sustos
y muertes y atrocidades
para todas las edades
y para todos los gustos.

SOLDADO PRIMERO

Mas yo quisiera saber
por qué con tanto denuedo
nos matamos...

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

¡Ay! No puedo
tu duda satisfacer.
Para entrar en esta danza
tuve que dejar mi oficio.
Sé que aprendí el ejercicio,
sé que estudié la Ordenanza.

Sé que en compañía de esos
que están mordiendo la tierra,
me trajeron a la guerra
y me moliste los huesos.

Y, en fin, francamente hablando,
puedo decirte al oído,
que he muerto como he nacido;
sin saber por qué, ni cuándo.

SOLDADO PRIMERO

De tu explicación me huelgo,
porque mi vida retrata.
En esto, alzando la pata
un moribundo jamelgo,
¡Gracias, dioses inmortales!

-dijo con voz lastimera-
Pues de la misma manera
morimos los animales.
Cuando pasó la impresión
de tan extraño incidente,
así anudó el más valiente
la rota conversación:

SOLDADO PRIMERO

Aunque ignoramos la ley,
origen de esta querella,
juro a Dios vivo que en ella
lleva la razón mi rey.

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

¿Y por qué?

SOLDADO PRIMERO

Porque es el mío.

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

¡Qué salida de pavana!
La justicia es de quien gana.

SOLDADO PRIMERO

De tu ignorancia me río.
¡Pues cuántos que han hecho eternos
sus nombres con la victoria,
no han ido a gozar la gloria
de su triunfo a los infiernos!

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

Considera lo que dices,
porque estoy ardiendo en ira.

SOLDADO PRIMERO
¡No me alces el gallo!...

SOLDADO SEGUNDO

Mira
que te rompo las narices.
Y fieros y cejijuntos
a combatir empezaron
de nuevo... ¡y no se mataron,
porque ya estaban difuntos!

Diéronse golpes crueles,
hasta que hueca y ufana
llegó la Locura humana,
sonando sus cascabeles.

Puso paz entre los dos
y dijo con desenfado:
¿Qué es esto? Habéis olvidado
que sois imagen de Dios?

Tal vez la inmortalidad
con justo título esperen
los que por la patria mueren,
por Dios, por la libertad.

Pero que el hombre sucumba
en conquistadora guerra,
cuando siete pies de tierra
le bastan para su tumba;
o que en lucha fratricida
entre, sin saber quizá
ni por qué la muerte da,
ni por qué pierde la vida;
esto mi paciencia apura,
y cuantas veces lo veo,
aunque soy Locura, creo
que es demasiada locura.

 

 

 

 

 

 

8:31 am Every since the Debate, ratings on this page have run out. I am not going to kid around the factor, maybe folk saw it, maybe they did not... Maybe "it" really does not matter and now I can FOCUS more on my personal issues. I really don't want to discuss him any more, but I will keep the inforamtion up! I am not quite sure how to digest all that has happened this week, as the election approaches I am enduring more warfare...

8:34 am I may have lost my son in all of this and right now my only concern is to get the two in the system back home... I would hate to think you cost me all of this. That girl, is capable of just about anything so her bad luck does not surprise me. The minute I get my family back we are gone! the minute, you will never do this to me ever again! And you all let her get away with this! OK!

8:35 am I am where I can be me amoung my peers, where I am (for the most part) most happy, in Church, where I am best understood. I will never forgive Eddie for dragging me into all of this madness. http://www.streamingfaith.com/Default.aspx?bhcp=1You can join me LIVE if you would like, just look for New Birth on the LIVE (in purple) tag, then go to New Birth, service should start at 9am

8:49 am Stat check, when I first added that song to my website, the Obama Speech 9/29/08 it had logged 3849 hit, to date it has played over 3516 times, that is a good indicator to how many views I have on this page. On my WGCI page I have received over 120 hits overnight, they must have head me and my dates, Jay, Diddy and 50 playing on the radio last night... they keep me from being lonely when I need someone to hold:)

One of our favorite shows in the past few years was "Rob and Big" on MTV. It was just classic. 

Rob got a new dog to go along with Meaty. His name is BEEFY. Here's a picture

Also, Rob had to get rid of Mini-Pony. Sad, but here's what he had to say....

"Everywhere I go people always ask me if I still have my sweet baby Mini Horse.The truth of the matter is ,I don't. Owning a miniature horse was a lot tougher than I truly expected.As much as I wanted the little horse to be my pet,I knew it was never gonna last.As time went on I realized that the Hollywood Hills was no place for a small lonely horse.Horses need horse homies.I decided it was best to give him a proper home with other mini horses.Flame is a mini horse master...I mean really..She truly loves the Mini Horse and has given him a great home...So I wish him the best...be free Hip Hop Horse ,be free..."

My Husband likes to think of himself as a Fisherman. For the first 3 years of our relationship I never really saw any evidence of this. Sometimes our fishing outings ended with a tinge of jealousy because I would catch something and it would actually be half decent. A fact which I couldn't help point out, hence the eventual jealousy brought about by sheer frustration!

Then one day he did it! He caught the biggest fish I had ever seen caught in real life. It was a Blue Fin Tuna (it has a few names) that was over 25 kg. He fought it for 4 hours. Using just a fishing rod with 20 pound line, he battled this mammoth fish over the volcanic rocks on our local beach. It almost completely spooled him 3 times. He didn't give up. Once he caught it and battled it up the side of the short rock cliff he was so tired, but Im sure he was proud. So he picked up his fishing gear and packed it into his backpack and secured the rest to his bike. He threw his giant fish over his shoulder as he pushed his bike the 2 kilometres home.

All the way people stopped him and wanted to look and ask questions. People in cars stopped also and some people even wanted to take pictures of him and the fish! He was definitely feeling very proud, but super tired. By about half way home he had to talk and walk and apologise for not stopping, he said he couldn't otherwise he wouldn't get up again to make it home with his bike gear and giant fish!

Once home he called me to the back yard. I moaned coz I don't really like the whole concept of fishing and hate to see such beautiful things lifeless. But he insisted. So Mackayla and I walked outside. OMG! It was so huge! Mackayla was amazed. She lay down with it, she licked it, and starred at her Dad with her big proud gold eyes! I was even proud.

After his tale of its capture and his voyage home he had one last thing to say: "I told you I was a Fisherman!" And yes my darling you most certainly are!

My husband likes to fish. Im not a fan of fishing, I have done it, but never kept the fish and always feel guilty for the obvious fear I've just put this beautiful thing through. My husband however has lived a different life to me. One were for some time he lived off the land like early man. So while he understands my point of view he still fishes for sport as well as for a food source.

Mostly I must admit, is for food. He loves fish! So does Mackayla, me, not so much (bad experience with a bone as a child!) So he only catches what he and Mackayla will eat that night. He never keeps undersize fish for any reason and will not keep fish over a certain size out of respect for its sheer age and its ability to have survived this long! He knows and follows all the rules for each species of fish and encourages others to do the same.

He loves fish!, alive as well. We went to Underwater World and he just loved it. I also took him once to the marine centre in Townsville. It has this cool walk through under the giant tank. Unlike the Underwater World one, it doesn't have a travelator so you can stand (or sit in our case!) for as long as you like looking at the fish and sharks etc. I love to see him in these places, you can't help but see his soul grow when he is around them or explaining to me about this fish or that crab etc. It fills me with such pride and shows me once again we were meant to be!

como estan besos a todos bye

EAST RUTHERFORD, N.J. -- Yep. Headed to the stadium.

Anyone think they have a chance?

Tell me why...

I got nothing, and have to fill a minute of airtime. Help me out.

"What does Shanghai look like?" from HMB "He is black" (TUG) "What else?" "He is big" "What else?" "He is bald". "Does he look like a bitch?" "Huh?" "Does he look like a bitch?" Shoots 9mm round into TUGs leg "Then why are you trying to F*** him like a bitch?Shanghai doesnt like anyone to f*** him except Kiska".

Scene 2. HMB to Shanghai "Seems to me you gonna be one smiling mothaf***er.How many fights you got left?One Two?"Shanghai nods. "A

Along with all the fake money that our governments have recently created out of thin air to try and stave off economic collapse, the EU is now backing a plan to create 50 million fake Europeans over the next few decades by allowing a flood of immigrants from Africa and issuing them with EU passports.

Despite the economic chaos now unfolding, a report by the EU statistical agency Eurostat claims that all these immigrants will be needed to "fund pensions and health needs" - while all the evidence shows that Third World immigration imports low level, low skilled workers, of whom the vast majority end up using welfare, and not supporting it. As usual, Britain can be expected to end up with the lion's share.

 

Cuando en la oscuridad de mi vida me encuentre perdida,siempre se que te encuentro,mi querido amigo.

En mis dias tristes,cuando no existe en mi alma el sosiego,se que una palabre tuya basta para aliviar mi pena.

Tu mi querido y dulce amigo,sufres para que no sufra yo,con tu mano quitas las espinas del dolor para que no hieran  mi corazon,tu eres mi amado hermano a quien puedo acudir en cualquier momento.

No eres como los demas amigos,eres especial ,en las penas y alegrias yo siento tu presencia quieta y silenciosa,sin lamentos ni reproches aunque a veces yo,ingrata te abandone.

Y cuando en mi cara la sombra del sufrimiento ves nacer,eres el primero en aliviar mi padecer.

Bella y pura,nadie puede envidiar nuestra amistad,pues eres tan grande y bondadoso

que todo aquel que asi lo quiera la puede disfrutar.

Eres luz de mi ceguera,manantial para mi sedpan de vida que alimenta mi existir,cuando yo te necesito tu siempre estas dispuesto a dar tu ayuda sin fijar precio y cantidad.

Tu eres mi amigo.......Jesus

Travis Barker took the time to blog about his hospital stay on My Space. 

CLICK HERE TO SEE WHAT HE HAD TO SAY

CLICK HERE TO SEE WHAT HE HAD TO SAY

CLICK HERE TO SEE WHAT HE HAD TO SAY

hello everyone, how are you? look I am going to say this more time so you guys understand me the mcmahon family has worked hard of there lives to put on great shows for us they never desotryed any ones career for god sake wake up and smell the coffee people the wwe would nothing out the mcmahons for god sake. I am a fan of theres so what they have inspired me more than any one else in the world so deal with it or leave because I am not putting up with any ones **** ever again for heaven sakes everyone the mcmahon family are amazing people they help people with distabtilies for heaven sakes and treat them with resepct I have seen trump do that have you? No. I think some of you need to grow up if you ask me. I well always be a mcmahon fan there isnt a damn thing you can do about it. have a good sunday everyone make sure you all watch raw next week

 

bye

 

 

from alana

 

Garrote Vil

Ramon del Valle Inclan

 

 

 

¡Tan ! ¡Tan! ¡Tan! Canta el martillo,
el garrote alzando están,
canta en el campo un cuclillo,
y las estrellas se van
al compás del estribillo
con que repica el martillo:

 

 

¡Tan! ¡Tan! ¡Tan!
El patíbulo destaca
trágico, nocturno y gris;
la ronda de la petaca
sigue a la ronda de anís,
pica tabaco la faca
y el patíbulo destaca
sobre el alba flor de lis.

 

 

Áspera copla remota
que rasguea un guitarrón
se escucha. Grito de jota
del morapio peleón.
El cabileño patriota
canta la canción remota
de las glorias de Aragón.

 

 

Apicarada pelambre
al pie del garrote vil
se solaza muerta de hambre.
Da vayas al alguacil
y, con un rumor de enjambre,
acoge hostil la pelambre
a la hostil Guardia Civil.

 

 

Un gitano vende churros
al socaire de un corral,
asoman flautistas burros
las orejas al bardal
y en el corro de baturros,
el gitano de los churros
beatifica al criminal.

 

 

El reo espera en capilla,
reza un clérigo en latín,
llora una vela amarilla
y el sentenciado da fin
a la amarilla tortilla
de yerbas. Fue a la capilla
la cena del cafetín.

 

 

Canta en la plaza el martillo,
el verdugo gana el pan,
un paño enluta el banquillo.

 

 

Como el paño es catalán
se está volviendo amarillo
al son que canta el martillo:
¡Tan! ¡Tan! ¡Tan!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

En un Libro Guardada Esta.

Ramon del Valle Inclan

 

 

 

En el espejo mágico aparece
toda mi vida, y bajo su misterio
aquel amor lejano se florece
como un arcángel en un cautiverio.

 

 

Llega por un camino nunca andado,
ya no son sus verdades tenebrosas,
desgarrada la sien, triste, aromado,
llega por el camino de las rosas.

 

 

Vibró tan duro en contra de la suerte
aquel viejo dolor, que aún se hace nuevo,
está batido como el hierro fuerte,
tiene la gracia noble de un mancebo.

 

 

Reza, alma triste, en su devota huella,
los ecos de los muertos son sagrados,
como dicen que alumbran las estrellas,
alumbran los amores apagados.

 

 

Este amor tan lejano, ahora vestido
de sombra de la tarde, en el sendero
muestra como un arcángel, el sentido
inmortal de la vida al pasajero.

 

 

Yo iba perdido por la selva oscura,
sólo oía el quebrar de mi cadena,
y vi encenderse con medrosa albura,
en la selva, una luz de ánima en pena.

 

 

Tuve conciencia. Vi la sombra mía
negra, sobre el camino de la muerte,
y vi tu sombra blanca que decía
su oración a los tigres de mi suerte.

 

 

 

 

 

Just to let everyone in the Denver, Colorado area, that there will be a open Samhain Ritual at the Witches Brew Coffee Shop, on Oct 23 for more info go to  www.circleoftransformation.com/announce1.html

 

Wishing all of you a Blessed Samhain

 

El Pasajero.

Ramon del Valle Inclan

 

 

 

¡Tengo rota la vida!  En el combate
de tantos años ya mi aliento cede,
y al orgulloso pensamiento abate
la idea de la muerte, que lo obsede.

 

 

Quisiera entrar en mí, vivir conmigo,
poder hacer la cruz sobre mi frente,
y sin saber de amigo ni enemigo,
apartado, vivir devotamente.

 

 

¿Dónde la verde quiebra de la altura
con rebaños y músicos pastores?
¿Dónde gozar de la visión tan pura

 

 

que hace hermanas las almas y las flores?
¿Dónde cavar en paz la sepultura
y hacer místico pan con mis dolores?

 

 

 

 

 

I used to make music.  A lot.  Occasionally I'd make tunes for someones garage game, but they'd never finish.  Ever.  So in the end I'd come up with my own concept and create songs to that.

Sadly I lost practicaly everything I've made because I'm a retard who doesn't back stuff up, but one folder survived.  For whatever reason, youtube cuts everything off by three seconds, it's all in mono and of course, the quality sucks, but none the less check it out: