Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Transgender Orchiectomy

Amicus Castratus

Who knows how to define the word friendship, what's measured?, maybe as long as it lasts, is this an indicator of the quality of it ... Well do not know, pero hoy he llegado a la conclusión que por mucho que dure no significa que sea de verdad ni de buena calidad.

Creo que no se debe intentar cambiar a las personas, cada uno es como es y hace su propia evolución, uno decide libremente si quiere o no estar al lado de esa persona y compartir camino, pero intentar castrar no es precisamente una actitud positiva ni sana. Que fácil es acusar a las personas, hablar gratuitamente en nombre de la amistad y hacer daño con ello.

A veces, en nombre de la amistad uno se otorga el derecho a juzgar a los demás o de echar en cara cosas que ellos no son capaces de cumplir. A veces in the name of friendship is abused would ask no favors to anyone that it was not, sometimes in the name of friendship ...

All these experiences about themselves, other outsiders, have made me discover that nothing in life is eternal, and there are always doors are closed and others open, some are between open, finally re-opened or closed permanently.

But one thing I have very clear, loves to force anyone, and who does not love you as you are, you better not love you, to tell you he loves you but you should change this and that, not friendship, that are conditions, and it is good to have conditions in life ....


for you, now you're sad and disappointed, do not worry because many people and I know how you and so we will not ever change ...


Tara

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Reason 3 Orkester Bank

When passion will ride


In a very fruitful conversation with the girls came to debate the sex partners of long duration. After recognizing that the love and affection not only disappeared but grew over time, all we conclude that sex after a few years, just becoming something ever more practical and more scarce. We miss the romantic sublime moments, the spark of the first moments of infatuation. But others said that eventually the passion in couples whether homo or just disappearing glaciers so that sex becomes merely functional and practical and that the desire unfortunately not the same. Questions raised are the same as I do to you. Can there be sex without passion? Is it the passion that is missing or is the desire? What solutions could be found to a perfect relationship but without desire? Did you just a relationship when the desire disappears? Do you have to separate if there is no passion?

Is the solution to meet lovers find this lack of desire?

Should we ask more open relationships and enrich our field of lovemaking?



Thursday, March 4, 2010

What Are Good Fast Cameras?






Day August 20, the eve of the third birthday of my dog \u200b\u200bMusa. A white westy crazy, disheveled hair, and tail meneona giant heart. The best animal species that every human being would love to have by his side for what you get when you open the door of your home, how is with you day, night and early morning, how you feel by your side and is watching the look or be forever grateful not touch it or not. How to get on the couch to sit glued to you, how to wait patiently every day to lift the eyelids of the night to be first with their lambetazos wish you a good day, work, walk, path or children. She is, and his presence always throws me towards her tenderness, caresses, words of great affection creaking. Today, this afternoon, most of the afternoon could with my tears. He managed to move my well of tears and cried with her and her. At twelve noon today, starting with a win the second set of paddle with my son Michael, I get a call from my nephew Nano, the network quickly jump to hear the voice in seconds warning me from the other side Musa device that just had their first puppy. Hurried and unfinished game we got home. My dog \u200b\u200bhad given birth to three puppies. Two of them dead.

The look restless, moving restlessly, is up, lie down, change positions, you look, pushing over and over again and suddenly emerge and leave my life, hope, joy and deep joy, I get a puppy or a dog, or look at that, it is important live, breathe q, q move that giant worm-shaped dog. ! Walks! All relieved smile, appreciate, encourage the mother, the caress, she continues exhausted, your body is screaming to us. Something is not right, time stops and Musa will not leave his battle, fell mortally wounded, exhausted. Without thinking twice the climb with her two infants in the car and took her as a woman in labor to the vet fast. Succeed the hours between echoes, radiographs and serum ... Sale the fifth dog, with difficulty breathing. Too late, a few days later, another farewell, this time my son who has the misfortune to witness his agony. He is alone and terrified, his hands cradling a creature we have not stopped blowing day and night to ensure life. Came immediately to his call for help crying again, not so much as the loss of the puppy but by the grief and pain of a thirteen-year presence for the first time the agony of death. Hug him again and again and whispered in each hug! Sorry, sorry, I'm not being with you, (it was the first ride that was after six days without stepping Street, had been working, I would Canine granted maternity leave? ... I was on holiday and thanks to this and the generosity of my nephews and friends, helping in a thousand things the two sons of Musa dogs came forward. Thanks!)
Hippy