Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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TLATOANI INVITES MORE ... Poetry Workshop Invitation







Our next events are:

Seminario de Cultura Mexicana President Masaryk 526.
Polanco (right next to the Embassy of Cuba)


Donation $ 80.00 17 Ballet Folklorico July 24 July 18 Tlatoani
Los Chiles
Guadalupe Javier Quiñones
Director
MAS TLATOANI
0155 55974962
CONTACT: tlatoanigf@hotmail.com

Monday, July 19, 2010

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and Vanguard ... José Saramago ...

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A t @ l @ s two who dance the dance of life , at l @ s @ two mourning the death dance, to @ s fighting for a better life, right or left boom that rises beyond the mountains, the @ s hij @ s of the moon, the @ s hij @ s of forests, rivers and lakes. A t @ do that awake, bored @ to see so many stairs, building, automotive and the concert noise. A l @ s fans silent, @ s loving the four cardinal points of heaven and the stars. Invite to group workshop and Vanguard Poetry.

was conducted in the Cultural Center The Pyramid, located on Calle 24 esq. Closed Pyramid s / n, Col. Sn. Pedro de los Pinos. Three blocks from the subway Sn. Antonio orange line 7. Tel-33 30 June 1969.

workshop will be a permanent collective and horizontal.

Workshop Coordinator: Rodrigo Aleman.

First workshop: 17 August 2010.
Hours: Tuesday and Thursday from 17:00 to 19:00 hrs.
Workshop fee: $ 350.00 monthly.
We ask that you please register with the coordination of the Cultural Center. Preferably with Guadalupe Rodriguez.

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F requently ask me how many years I have ...

What matters that! I have the age I want and feel.

The age at which I can scream without fear of what I think.

Do what you desire, without fear of failure, or unknown.

I have the experience of the years lived and strength of conviction of my desires.

matter how many years do I have!

I can not believe it.

Some say that I am old and others that I am at the peak.

But is not the age that I have, or what people say, but what my heart feels and my brain dictates.

years I have needed to scream what I think, to do what I want to recognize old wrongs, correct paths and treasure successes.

Now I have to say: You're too young ... not make it.

I have the age at which things look more calmly, but with the interest of further growth. I have the years when the dreams start to caress with the fingers, and dreams turn into hope.

the years I have love, sometimes it's a crazy flash, eager to be consumed in the fire of passion you want. And sometimes a haven of peace, as the sunset at the beach. What

how many years do I have? No need to dial a number, it made my desires, my triumphs, the tears shed by the road to see my dreams broken ...

worth more than that.

cares if I am twenty, forty, or sixty!

What matters is the age I feel.

years I have need to live freely and without fear.

To follow the path without fear, because I carry the experience and strength of my desires. How many years do I have? That

who cares! I have the years needed to lose the fear and do what I want and feel.



José Saramago Nobel Prize 1998
Litaratura

Friday, July 9, 2010

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Striker Charter for SME ...



Charter for a striker.

Day after day after day I get up, I can not but think of all those who have nothing to eat, and those who suffer from hunger, disease, dying to get out to have fun, those who die go to work, all those poor who have been victims of this country as some vile leeches suck even worse I can not stop thinking about those who still believe in the salvation of this country bled, in those men and women that demonstrate their discontent have stopped eating, I can not seeing them as the new heroes of my country, my country I see day after day with sadness and melancholy, What have we done? I asked with anger, sadness, Is it all lost? Education rotten, ruined life, Is that the only solution is to run away and scream "every man for himself"?. Yes I thought

. But things have changed.

Today I woke up, and I felt in my heart the spark of rebellion, I saw those men who have survived without eating, I saw his eyes skyward, looking and asking for a solution, I read the desperation in his eyes, sadness, anger, I have met many feelings, among them the admiration of all, the pride of knowing that there are still dreams, the pride of knowing that not everything has to be ruined, finally discovered that there are brave men and women, has arranged to give life for his country, just tell me what a history book.

address my letters now, men and women who are part of this fight, today, I know it's not enough to tell them not give up because they are not alone, that is why, today I decided to tell more than that.

admiration I have for you, not only based on take almost 50 days without food, not only that, I admire them because despite being in a country bloodied by those hungry for power, have not given up his fight, still here, giving all, I admire them for that I have been part of the thousands of young people who had no hope but to see them you full of energy, made me see that all is not lost, yes you can change things, I have finally begun to understand, why the history of my country, why did these things, and why if necessary, to happen again. Today

express my gratitude to all the strikers, my admiration and gratitude are full of you, I tell you that what you have echo, has been and always will be heroic action, which mark the history, and also save the youth of this country.

Thanks one more time, for opening my eyes, I know not too distant future, when necessary fight, young as I'll be there, because the example of dignity and courage that have left in my mind, is to become engraved deeply and all the blood runs through my veins.

I encourage all the strikers that their struggle is not in vain. Visualize victory, the goal is scored but you do not ignore the other achievements that this fight has left us.

Thanks for the effort and because it is now fighting across a country mired in mistrust.

From the heart of Mexico, "Zocalo" June-2010. Raquel Cabrera


López.Escritora, social activist and daughter of a striker