Saturday, October 11, 2008

Members Entrance Pattycake







Terrible

went Monday 15.

Post-Requiem a great music.
left us without saying goodbye
enough. You, poet of space, artilugista earthly found the Olympus in the banal, as necessary, or very little at a time. Shine on high, you become at that great gig in the sky, we talked.

got your little school of architecture with an interest in jazzy blues. But you enroll with a group of children burned to make space music. While little crazy Syd skyward as soon as possible, had to fend for their own way. For some time luciste you, what chords, which melodies, lyrics so beautiful. The small group of children oxidized low England grew to be a mega band, but with much to give, much to burn yet.




Meddle was foreboding, a cochinadita called Dark Side of the Moon, led to the ether pure, how beautiful it is Us and Them and The Great Gig at the Sky, where you are more present. An album where all, a perfect album.

Then began the melancholy of little Roger, Syd album, an album to Orwell and colossal explosion between you and Lil 'Rog. You left the group, did your solo, you came back again but apart from everything. Maybe you thought that was too much rest after all the excitement, rest of fame, of conflict, become an isolated, create your wall, becoming a song.




A premature death, unexpected. Unknown to many was your evil, just saw you at Live 8, Dave concert, hoping to see you again soon shine. Too bad that all was over and I do not know if it was good or better in any case, your memory and your work are much larger. Adios

Rick, meanwhile promise and hack off your work freely, look at you with fixing the videos and make bad covers of your music. Back to my world a symphony directed by you.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

What Is Cervical Lordosis



been almost seven months since the last time I wrote for the blog. It was a serious commitment that had taken but a number of circumstances led me to leave al · son · Totally abandoned. No, and I still wonder what that tracks or leave loose ends, for the initiation of a sort of persecution of my clandestine forays into the world of the gays. Every time I stopped the pc, immediately came to find a hand history or try to open folders that were created intentionally. Of course there are now several programs that help us no0 trace, by the way that we per page or readings that may not always be that our parents wanted us to do. Several times they asked me some, dual intent and malice, that I spent doing for so long in front of the pc. With the recommendations that the internet is dangerous, there are unscrupulous people who abuse and exploit the weak and innocent, anyway.
also became (my parents) incisors to the topic of girlfriends and friends, a situation that I had to dodge skill. That if he had a girlfriend, who was alleviating her, would not have lunch today where the grandmother because I meet her, etc etc. But in this case the situation becomes untenable because the mother's sixth sense, leads them to think beyond a simple answer to give them a lie or a machine that never goes as initially conceived, the nerves that gives us think we are going to be discovered.
To avoid this persecution and permanent marking, I definitely stay away from the internet. Never again rewrote until today, not to visit those pages so special, lol, let me poke out MSN. My relationships were well underway with NN went completely in the refrigerator until totally frozen. The hints to classmates and friends stopped altogether. All I had to do with gay, shelved in a safe and forgot the key. Could not live a chase worse than the Cold War. It was not easy, but it was better to be ostracized, to be living the torture of an inquisition about my behavior, although they were always treated very discreetly and secretly, ended up believing my parents. In front of my brother, fortunately, never did mention his concerns and I think he did not know much about what happened. Say this in a nutshell is what motivo0 me not to return for this blog.
The past few months and following this situation, allowed things gradually return to its normal course. The trust was recovered and at this time could mean that the child quiet, be quiet again. U (a tactic that uses and which eventually gave me results, was to ask my father about everything that happened to me, in all fields. Then it was a very open and trusting and so achieve the recovery of the lost.
course the bad taste is always events and I want that kind of episodes do not come back to be present in my life.