At the end of day
in the corner of the city
waiting in a bar
drinking a hot chocolate
watching how rain over water
how death the dry
the flood is eating the summer
my mind is in the past
your body is in the box
flowers greeting your presence

I was describing a afternoon, nothing special…

Rebel Hubieres

Don’t say anything more; in the hard island where I live there are some people that talk about rebel movements. He’s someone that look like bin laden, which has a lot of bus, first with his own effort (something that we can’t deny) and now “buy” busses with government help, but never pay. He say to be the solutions of our transportation problem, I say “he is the trouble of our transportation situation“.

My car was striped by one of his bus, I stay powerless. One AMET just say that it was nothing, but the bus run like the super powerful man who can do what he want. The transportation problem is one thing, but the hippie thought is pass.

The rebel thought is for young guy. Hubieres is the dammed old transportation trouble, is the asshole, he’s a guy who is looking for other way to steal money to government and populations, hi’s the classic opportunist who hit and later ask (if ask). Hubieres is a capitalist hunter who uses the rebel like a tool. Revolutions always are a tool, but Lenin believes in this tool, Stalin believes in this tool, even Fidel believe in this tool, but Hubieres don’t believe in this. It’s self-defeating to listen (or read, or watch) someone with his kind of business, and his kind of background talking about rebel. That’s not rebel, this is disobedient, this is a way for not pay, a way to be included in political movement of this hard island.

No es justo que, además de las preocupaciones que hay que tener con los motoristas mientras uno conduce, deba uno estar atento a las acciones de los limpiavidrios mientras está en espera de que cambie el semáforo. Por otro lado, estos limpiavidrios son tan asaltantes como los que cobran peajes por aparcar el vehículo en una calle pública (parqueadores), si te muestras renuente a pagar por el servicio que ellos intentan ofrecerte, acuden a tu sensibilidad mostrándose víctimas de la sociedad, si no logran sacarte dinero acuden a la violencia, ya sea insultándote o rayándote el vehículo. Por desgracia no hay ley que nos ampare en este sentido. Si sufrimos agresión por un tiguere de esos no hay nada que pueda hacer.

La solución a eso es la creación de empleos, que los aceptemos no ha de crear solución, sino todo lo contrario, margina mas nuestras calles y avenidas. Es un negocio muy lucrativo que les permite ganar como mínimo, dos sueldos mínimos, que es más de lo que un policía gana.

Every day walking the same street, watching the same things, talking with the same peoples, doing the same thing, it’s like a fucking vicious, like the real life. The small task are consuming all my time. Now I have to care about a house, I’m feeling the hard prize of married.

By other way, I have other vicious in my life. His name is chocolate. Is black or brown, is sweet and always smile when stay on mouth. The electronic music is my partner now. It’s the only way to finish the lot of work that I have at office and outsourcing.

Es muy cierto que estoy enamorado del chocolate desde hace mucho tiempo. El chocolate es el perfecto sustituto de la coca-cola. Produce tanto placer en el paladar como frescura en el cerebro. Es una suave brisa que sopla sobre la cabeza estresada. Es una forma de aclarar ideas. Es un vicio del que es difícil de deshacerse.

Mis hábitos alimenticios están cambiando poco a poco. Me parece que después de la hiperactividad de los primeros años de la juventud, donde no se logra apreciar el efecto refrescante de una taza de chocolate humeante, los sentidos del pacer se agudizan. Es algo así como que uno logra disfrutar en mayor grado de las pequeñas sutilezas que destilan los alimentos. Es más fácil distinguir un vino de otro, la suavidad de una bebida frente a otra. El chocolate es el gran beneficiado en esta lucha de sabores.

They were thinking, when Hitler was his boss, that they are superman, that there are one race and they are the race. They think that the bad race Is Israel, but not, the bad race is France, because France has by destiny fought he self while there are life.

My fascination for this country come while I was watching a magazine when I was 14 years old, and I notice the beautiful form of caster and street. Nothing likes that, while France has Paris, a noise town with a lot of person watching a big tower of metal.

if you don’t believe this, just see what kind of boy has Germany.

She is so scary because there aren’t references of pregnancy and flu. The doctor says that just take lemon tea and “Broncochem“. Now she carry tabs, broncochem and lemon tea on your bag. I read throw internet about this and there aren’t any thing to do now. Just rest and drink tea. She still scary and don’t know what to eat.

There are monopolies with transport. The government knows. The population knows. Everybody knows. There aren’t solutions for now. The oil is raise up like globe under water. But the monopoly it’s a matter. We have to remove the mafia organizations and start using regulates private “COOL” company like OMSA or CARIBE TOUR.

The transportation service’s price will put up. It’s impossible to stand it down. Just leave upgrade prices, let remove mafias and let death like man in peace.

Business

Races, beans and chicken, just like others day. It’s better that to eat in a restaurant because I don’t have to pay and there something that I like to eat. I have to write a document for Digecitts’s IT Department, upload some changes for one Ecuador’s VIH institution and I’m wetting for some file from Esteban Gomez. I’ll start to oustading receive my money.

maybe I’ll talk about my life, about my boy, about my belief or about my country. yes i have a country. it’s a half island in meddle of Caribbean.

just welcome and enjoy the way of expression.