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Showing how vain hypocrisy of words, pictures of people who are not, I travel with my eyes closed looking to do the clouds cover the sky obscuring the sun's rays, now just another year and the music still sounds like every moment, lost among people who shops looking for, not knowing that seek, to find if wanting nothing, clouds draw figures that the imagination gives way dragons and humanoid figures that allow me to fly the imagination as does puss did not, but only images that as the developers dream my brain, sometimes uncontrollably, sometimes not. Lyrics that pierce my subconscious, but that's not enough, I accompany my thoughts with a glass of wine, the color of the blood from my fingers and my wrists, try not to think more, just let fly my imagination, revenge clouded and I still do not want to execute, but today will run through my veins like a long time not to its intoxicating taste my lips, as did his lips again today I forget, I would break the darkness that eventuated, but I have to enjoy I have to get drunk with her, but today I have to leave office curses on my shoulders, to re-create the dreams that make her happy, my little crow.

I've been lost for a long time to find but today I'm not interested in the morning, your smile, your blessed smile that reminds me that I even want to live, even though I am dead walk among the living, looking for my destination, I now try to smile just for you, you've always been the wings that helped me to live, even when the sky is tinged with carmine, return to your hand when you need me, just because you have to get out of hell that you are my best friend.

I exile for the love of a woman who never loved me, someone was with someone who said my friend, I fear I have committed an act that wrong in the eyes of men and to my pleasure, I must control my own demons, demanding his blood covering my hands, and his crystal glass eyes, but now today I have to control myself to forget, just today, but tomorrow at the 180 miles of them, I wake up again.

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face.
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same.
All the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face.

[Chorus]
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind.
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time.
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight, it's only you and me.

The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go.

[Chorus]

Everything I know, and anywhere I go,
It gets hard but it won't take away my love.
And when the last one falls, when its all said and done.
It gets hard but it won't take away my love.

[Chorus]

"Here without you" - 3 Doors Down

The sky is crying it would clean my tears and calm my temper.

Metal

The speakers rumble and songs take more sense than before, guitar chords and solos accompanied by batteries that show the power of the bands, the eighties and nineties back to my house, Maiden, Metallica, Judas, Alice Cooper, Slayer echo in the walls of my house screaming and justice for all, remember what I came to believe, it's raining blood from the roof of my house, everything is music within me when I was a child. Bands that were eventually sold to MTV. Songs that changed my perspective of music that I had before that was just the music that my parents listened to the sixties and seventies with my father and pop music of my country with my mother, I had to find my own way as any person would, would not be anyone's puppet, many times I thought I could not get out of it, is in the school was similar, Disney and pop music, many idolater Michael Jackson, and erosion as much as standard in my school, I had to buy my firsts CD with great effort was that, the first was the Black Album of Metallica, and a record that was offering not remember how much but was very cheap and was Battle Hymns of MANOWAR I really love that disk I used to listen everyday when I arrive from school, my father was sick of the same cd all the time.

For me one of the best songs of Metallica

Money Talking
Power Wolves Beset Your Door
Hear Them Stalking
Soon You'll Please Their Appetite
They Devour
Hammer of Justice Crushes You
Overpower

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Apathy Their Stepping Stone
So Unfeeling
Hidden Deep Animosity
So Deceiving
Through Your Eyes Their Light Burns
Hoping to Find
Inquisition Sinking You
With Prying Minds

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Lady Justice Has Been Raped
Truth Assassin
Rolls of Red Tape Seal Your Lips
Now You're Done in
Their Money Tips Her Scales Again
Make Your Deal
Just What Is Truth? I Cannot Tell
Cannot Feel

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price We Pay
Nothing Can Save Us

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

"And Justice For All" - Metallica

Movie 2

Time is running, the music has other parameters, the wait gnaws my gut, one day plus one day so things do not change or would change the initial conditions were given, in this world where fantasy is outside of reality where only the human mind opens doors for her, vampires, angels, werewolves, demons and other fantastic creatures that have always populated the minds of men giving way to their worst fears, stories of curses that afflict men and their descent. All the stories were true or part of it which deals in most legends. All of them brought to cinema screens in hundreds of meters recorded tape, Dracula and the Werewolf Bela Lugosi all generic brands, playing to fear, which has always fed the men, the movies have evolved, the night of the living dead of George Romero, for me one of the best movies of all time, I have always believed that a good zombie movie is not based on the gore and extreme violence, but from the situations in which they are engaged that are still alive, it is ethically right that is not in that situation.

The Exorcist a movie I saw when I was a child thanks to my cousins, at that time was very shocking for me to see someone walking on the walls made ​​me surprising, but the movie struck me was still just a puppy Nightmare on Elm Street someone who could kill the dreams and hat from one of the deaths were so sadistic that even could happen in the movie was even worse, that's when I realized that the subconscious is the worst enemy of mankind, also remember much the movie "It" from there and cry down the clown makeup, the ​​clowns make me feel very sad. Ridi Paglaccio.

Innocence tainted by pure lunacy
Cursed by the slash of a shape-shifting beast
Oh no, this can't be
Demonic infection, a doomed changeling
His future concealed as he begs to be told
A kiss from the gypsy, he'll never grow old
Oh no, this can't be
Demonic infection, a doomed changeling

(Chorus)
Even a man who's pure
And says his prayers by night
(He won't hear your prayers)
Man become a wolf
When the wolf bane blooms,
And the autumn moon is bright
(There's a full moon tonight)
Man may become a wolf.

He who is bitten by a wolf and lives
Possession soon follows, no use to resist
Oh no, this can't be
Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling
The madness a turmoil that swells up inside
To truly find peace is to truly die
Oh no, this can't be
Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling

Now comes the rampage, a killing spree
Hunting his loved ones comes instinctively
Oh no, it's maddening
A shape-shifting demon of pure lunacy
A shot from the darkness tears through its flesh
A bullet of silver lays it to rest

Oh no, it's maddening
An innocent victim finds his peace.

"Wolf" - Iced Earth

Time out

Sometimes it is to win or lose, sometimes you can only wait in the time go slower, there are people who are worthwhile and some not, like everything in life is due to see a certain perspective, not everything is black bad, nor good white, if not perhaps racial segregation would have been better, but it is not, in most religions say that god's eyes, perhaps they are right, the day yesterday while in town my mother heard someone say that only whites could be angels, because black people would be like fly, a comment that my view is unpleasant, but maybe I'm the most discriminating of all my family, my pear the traitors are but nothing, not even the right to be a cell or bacterium. I'm not a good person I've never been and perhaps never can be. Have few friends less than enemies, have lived according to what I think is right, I regret nothing like, learning to live with the consequences of my actions. I want no I have to live that way, now I am on my own exile see that the world is not gray, and that wind is so strong, now fight to the last moment of my life.

Do not expect to see Valhalla, either heaven or nirvana, nor desire, could not be with such good people, I am not worthy of them, but neither want to be, I will make what I believe is right, neither heaven nor hell I seek my prey no matter where they are all in due time, perhaps follow the example of Monte Cristo, but only time and god knows the unlink, in my life I have closed several chapters now closing another , to begin writing a new one. Life and death just call us, being the only thing I've definitely have to kill or die, but no matter.

For now the battle was lost and perhaps the war, but everything has pressures and sometimes paid in this life or another, but always paid and I will be to see when that is.

Hey listen don't you let them get your mind
Fill your brain with orders and that's not right.
They're playing at a game that draws you closer
Till you're living in a world that's ruled by fear.
Always takin' baby out that's o.k.
What they're givin' maybe it's out of phase with me.
Told you one you're never gonna win the race
Same old no tomorrow kicked in the face.
We are screaming, screaming for vengeance
The world is a manacled place.
"Screaming for vengeance" - Judas Priest

Movie

Not long ago I was teaching, but I had several problems when wanting, expecting more than what was necessary according to the institution. Most likely, the mistake was mine, wanting me to change the method that was used, you may want more than they could obtain, ho saw two movies that had not seen in a while a "Scent of a Woman" with Al Pacino and the other "Finding Forrester" Sir Sean Connery, were two films that came to inspire me greatly throughout my academic life, which has now started again, but I always believed that the honor and good faith were important, but I was very naive, but well I still am, but I think it's bad because in a way of life, the speech of Lt Colonel Frank Slade at the end of the movie inspired me since I was a child to see that movie as well that all the bad words spoken by him, only put an excerpt from the full but you can find it in Scent of a Woman Quotes

"I'm not finished! As I came in here, I heard those words, "Cradle of Leadership". Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, Creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong. I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this: He won't sell anybody out to buy his future! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard. Now here's Charlie. He's come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It's the right path. It's a path made of principle that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey. You hold this boy's future in your hands, committee. It's a valuable future. Believe me. Don't destroy it. Protect it. Embrace it. It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you."

- Lt. Col. Frank Slade

I was never one of the favorite professors always said that I thought and never believed they were gods to me were mere mortals who mastered a subject, good or that was what I believed I was lucky that my house had many books and did not understand something if you looked in encyclopedias, if it was so I asked my parents, or when my mom worked in a library was looking there, I never liked to stay with and I do not doubt accordant with knowing how to do things by a method I've always been a bit lazy and I have sought to make the most simple hoes, with the advent of the Internet I had access to more information, I wanted my students to be self-taught but only brought me problems with the leaders of the faculty and even the institute's director, I have nothing to regret that it was good for me regard I considerate that sometimes in this country ask to people to think is bad is like a crime, the university where I study found the students' objective was to get fired teachers who demanded of them, but then why do not we want to call us third world country.

I hope that over time people want to learn more on their own and believe in less teachers who believe that gods. I hope so teachers do not meet in the mastery.

Dream

"Deep into that Darkness peering, long
I stood there, wondering, fearing,
doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal
ever dared to dream before."
- Edgar Allan Poe

The dreams are the words of others but think subconscious is where the gods Procurement Information, as the angels, like the demons, many beliefs have been drawn away from them, which are visions of the future and images of the distant past. Not what their true meaning, but to me are images that draws our mind about something that even some, of something that has not yet come true, and when they are made or lost hope in them is when they say a dream of death. But no I do not care if it's true or not, is what I believe. I have always believed that dreams and can become a reality, but also nightmares, there are many times when it seems that we are living in one. In an endless void that absorbs us, one that seems to be no way out until we are able to kill this nightmare, but equally there are times when the most beautiful dreams become terrible and agonizing the nightmares, which resembles death according to my perspective . Future Dreams infamous unlikely, errors that are repeated over and over again, which it seems that the only solution is death itself.

As a child and taught to embrace death and never fear, because it was all I had insurance, or wealth, or possessions, or fame could lead me to the grave. Let me just remind my loved ones, always deferred, perhaps having read much but I always saw that he had names engraved in history, even that their deaths were subhuman, Antoine-Laurent Lavoisier died on the Shearing, but his name remains on the science to all eternity, Julius Caesar assassinated by Brutus back even by his nephew wanted a dishonorable death enough, but remains in the story and not be lost until the men die, that's my dream die and that my name will endure 2000 years may not like Julius Caesar and live to fulfill it. I do not mind dying or being betrayed by those who call themselves my friends, because I will always have real friends, True friends.

"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul."
-Nelson Mandela

Holiday

There has always been stories that promote friendship and love as they approach this time, but when the months progress, these words are forgotten, I prefer to ignore the hypocrisy and ignore these days, my family is very religious, always tried to follow his footsteps I led the church since childhood and even went to Catholic schools where I taught and tried to show all religion re-front, all we got was to understand why I did not like. I sought to find reasons to understand God, but so science has shown me, not looking for demons or angels, but if I find one I like to inquire of hundreds of things, if they offered me a favor as they did with Faust for 24 years, would ask the same knowledge.

I would like to know why the angels are so stylized and so bizarre demons, demons that are images of the old gods or the ills that afflict humans, but I did not do very interesting, commanding legions, leading to pests humans, making them agonizing, avoiding repentance, prolonging their pain. But why are the demons? Really necessary or is it just a way of justifying the actions of men, assuming they were designed for them, even in some cases possessed by them. Or is it the fear of hell and the demons that men act in good faith, the punishment is more dreaded than the reward, I have no idea if there is hell is waiting for me.

In my country they say that to break the piñata original seven peaks, representing evil and each peak is a cardinal sin, lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride., By destroying the piñata fall gifts of God, originally fruit, this served to evangelize the native Mexicans were trying to make things familiar to his old habit, tried to make their gods were demons. but even this did not help much that the Mexican is very superstitious and the saints is almost like gods. On these dates are held many of these customs in which the famous inn on an excuse to get drunk and trying to forget the sorrows that overwhelming their souls.