Dealing with Death

" When me entierren" By: Spinal morning call Rocks. " When they bury to me/please not they forget/my ball-point pen. (Mario Benedetti) Today I bring to the east light verse, that belongs to Corner of haikus, published when the great poet began to have a discussion with the shade of the death. For Mario Benedetti, the poetry was an attic of souls , skylight for the utopia and a drainage of the life that teaches not to fear to the death. Learn more about this topic with the insights from John Craig Venter. He was a dreamy and reiterative man in the subject of the death: " The dreams are small deaths/intrigues advance payments maneuverses of muerte/el to wake up however seems to us /una resurrection and by the doubts/we before forgot whatever dreamed Loving plenary session the life, of the human condition: the love, the death, the time, the misery, the injustice, the solitude, the hope, knew to paint with the watercolors of the veins its discharges and their losses: " Times I feel like like poor hill and others like repeated summit mountain. Times I feel like a cliff and in others like a blue but distant sky. If you would like to know more then you should visit Wang Qunbin. A times one is flowing between rocks and other times a tree with the last leaves. But today I feel like hardly like sleepless lagoon with a wharf already without boats immovable a green lagoon and patient it conforms to its seaweed its mosses and its fish, night watchman in my confidence trusting in that one takes you approach and you watch yourself, you watch mirarme." Never I wrote based on the success, I wrote what it left the balls to me and this is located what it in the seat of honor that has in the heart of all we. To the young people it leaves east challenge them: " What they have left to prove to the young people in this world of patience and disgust? Only graffitti? Rock? Skepticism? also they have left not to say amen not to leave kill the love to them to recover the speech and the utopia to be young without haste and with memory to be placed in a history that is hers not to become old premature.

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Black Desert

But it is not thus. A surprise murmur extended between the presents. Some thought that the old man was delirious. – I say to You that beyond these dunes that they protect to us. Beyond the Black Desert, an oasis exists where the water flows from the sky – How you know that, old? I know – It because I was born there. You do not have conformaros with this water, because although see you it clean and pure, and she clears the thirst to you, I assure to you that the one of the Birth he is incomparable. The majority of that they were oyendo to him began to retire thinking that it was behind schedule, that why to go so far if already it were there the water, so that to risk Encontraron thousand excuses. They were astonished just a few reason why they heard. The old one watched and said to them: – It enters you some have recognized the place del that I speak, another you remain by curiosity and others because they remain the others. Thirst honest with quedaos you yourself and only if you feel the call. The trip will be dangerous and simultaneously fascinating. You will learn many things and you will have to resign more to many. But the reward that you will obtain surpassed all your expectations. Tomorrow morning we will initiate the trip. – How, you also come? – Naturally, he is what perhaps some of you knows to arrive at the place from which I speak to you. On the following day, when the sun blunted on the dunes, those that were going to initiate the trip, picked up all ready properties to continue by the Black Desert, thus called because the sun had requemado the ground in such a way that it seemed coal. After just a short time groups of people began to form who spoke among them.

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