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the 26th of January, Shurime made me a nice gift. Is a surprise for me, thank you very much for considering "Through the keyhole" style blog :-)

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style your nipples honey-loving cosmic Geography

poma From your profile and I
planting double curve your breast, I
scarlet honey on your nipples,
want the black plague of your hair. I want your presence
enlighten me, o
me that a man blew himself up without price
when pulses
slow stop by the deep caverns of my body. I
still in the range of what has been
of your eyes open landscape and the murky
paths of death
make way in your presence I want. I want to take your touch


immune memory in the deep love my fingertips
steal ditch sits on your skin and make sleepless

tremor ...
always beating.


Text: " Transmigration of touch" (excerpt) by Juan Jose Alcolea J.

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The arguments against the theory that emotion is a conscious process, initiated by a peripheral vegetative and motor response began to emerge following the observations of Walter Cannon, who demonstrated that in situations of emergency, produce a vegetative response and nonspecific motor, called 'alarm reaction', so stereotyped that it seemed unlikely he could evoke the full range of emotions we experience. Philip Bard, in 1928 and Walter Cannon's laboratory, conducted controlled injury that removed the cerebral hemispheres and deep nuclei of the brain, and noted that when the injury preserved the area of \u200b\u200bthe brain called the hypothalamus, was produced in the animal a box labeled 'false anger. " This was characterized, spontaneously or as a result of an innocuous cutaneous stimulation, the animal developed all the symptoms typical of a state of anger, ruffling hair, arching the back, showing teeth, extrusion of the nails, mydriasis, tachycardia , higher blood pressure, etc. The name "false rage 'was because despite this spectacular picture, animal aggression is not directed to any external object, and a rat could be at your side without being attacked. When the lesion also affected the hypothalamus, false anger response did not appear, although there are some elements of it uncoordinated. This suggested that the caudal hypothalamus, preserved in the first case, it was essential for the coordinated expression of emotional behaviors and that such expression was unconscious and independent of conscious cognitive elements of emotion, which would be produced by higher brain structures, including cortex.

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You are my continent,

bed, my planet,

your eyes, my fields,

your skin, my sweet desert.

light wind I hear your

continent

asleep

and raining outside, in another galaxy.

How beautiful cosmic symphony.

Rain, wind, heat, love.

Sometimes, I feel a thirst hungry

And you offer me your sweet river, passion,

because I'm your only inhabitant

yet, your black hole.

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Do not we ever get rid of this woman? Log in www.guerrarte.com in paragraph "Splashes of humor" and heard the last of Melissa Hindell polyptych of Manuel Domínguez Guerra.

In this link you can see the famous painting of the "heartburn", "Sole fishes" in English, missing work and sold Melissa Hindell, hung on one wall of the restaurant "The white sun" who runs Dorothy Hartz in Minneapolis, Minnesota (USA):

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Your body

I keep moving just

sensual in your mouth.

Just for me

are the most beautiful of all.

I alone in this whole city,

lost in the crowd, I seek your face.

All roads lead me

without realizing it to your eyes,

all my desires as a river

flow into your body,

your body warm and Mediterranean.

Your body, which is different from other bodies

and yet ... is so different,

maybe ... because only I know

the secrets it holds your body ...

Fertile and good land,

generous, like a fine wine,

fresh as mountain air

abundant, such as green Spring

your body ... clear as daylight,

mysterious as the dark night,

smelling like an apple,

disturbing as the stormy sea.

many times I have sailed these waters,

without being shipwrecked ever!

I do not mean to boast.

Text: "Your body " (fragment) of Gian Franco Pagliaro .

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Mallorca

I spent the summer in Majorca, Deya, near the monastery where George Sand and Chopin stayed. Early in the morning, hump, we toured the hard and difficult road to the sea, down the mountain. We took about an hour of effort to slow red dirt paths, treading treacherous rocks and pebbles, and between olive silver, to fishing villages, simple huts resting on the mountainside.

Every day down to the cove where the sea penetrated into a small round bay, so transparent, I could dive to the bottom and see coral reefs and unusual plants water.

fishermen told me a strange story. Majorcan women were very inaccessible, puritanical and religious. When they bathed, wore dresses fashioned long skirts and black stockings. Most of them did not believe at all in the virtues of the bath and let him shameless for foreign holidaymakers. Fishermen also condemned modern floodlights and obscene behavior of the Europeans. Said about them being nude, waiting for a chance to undress completely and lie down to sunbathe nude as pagan. They also looked with disfavor midnight baths introduced by the Americans.

One night several years ago, a fisherman's daughter, eighteen years old, walked to the shore, leaping from rock to rock, with tight white dress to the body. And walking, dreaming and contemplating the effects of moonlight on the sea, with the gentle splash of waves at his feet, arrived at a secluded cove where he realized that someone was bathing. I could only see a head that moved and, occasionally, arm. The bather was far away. The young woman then heard a cheerful voice calling her:

"Come and bathe. It's wonderful. "These words were spoken in English, foreign accent. The voice called: "Hey, Mary! "He was someone who knew her. It must have been one of the young Americans who bathed there during the day.

- Who are you? Asked Mary.

"I'm Evelyn. Come bathe with me!

was a temptation. I could easily shed his white dress shirt and stay. He looked around. No one was there. The sea was calm, stained moonlight. For the first time, Mary shared the hobby of foreign by midnight dip. Removed clothing. She had long black hair, pale face and narrow eyes and green, greener than the sea. Was well formed, upright breasts, long legs and slim body. I could swim better than any other woman on the island. He slid into the water and began his long, nimble strokes in the direction of Evelyn. Evelyn dived, surfaced and grabbed her legs. Were playing in the water. The semi darkness and Evelyn bath cap made it difficult to see his face. American women had voices like a man.

Mary Evelyn wrestled and held her under water. Amounted to breathe laughing, and swam lazily, separated and meet again. Mary's shirt hung around their shoulders and interfered with his movements, until it fell out and Mary was naked.

Evelyn sank and touched playing, wrestling with it and dive underneath and between her legs. Evelyn also spread her legs so her friend could dive between them and reappear on the other side. Floating, let Maria pass under the arched back.

Mary Evelyn also noted that she was naked.

Suddenly, he felt that it held her from behind, covering the whole his body with his own. The water was warm, like a lush pillow, so salty that carried them, helping them to float and swim without effort. "You're beautiful, Mary," said the deep voice, and Evelyn kept his arms around the girl.

Maria wanted to float away, but retained the warmth of the water and constantly rubbing against the body of his friend. Relaxed, accepting the embrace. He felt Evelyn's breasts, but remembered seeing American women who did not. The body of Mary pined and wanted to close my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt between her legs was not a hand, but other thing, something so unexpected and disturbing that he cried. It was Evelyn, was a man, the younger brother of Evelyn, who had to slide his erect penis between the legs of Mary. This screamed, but no one heard, and their cry was just a reaction he had been taught to expect from itself. In reality, the embrace lull seemed so warm and pleasant as the same water. The sea, the member and hands conspired to raise their body. He tried to swim away, but the boy swam under her, caressed her, grabbed her legs and caught her again from behind.

wrestled in the water but every move the more affected, was I noticed over the other body against hers and his hands on it. The water made her breasts swayed back and forth, like water lilies floating. He kissed them. With the constant movement, could not take it, but its member played over and over again the most vulnerable of sex, and Mary could feel her strength fading. He swam to shore, and he followed. Fell on the sand. The waves were licking while panting, naked. Then the man took the woman and the sea came to them and washed the virgin blood.

From that night he found at the same time.

The possessed in the water, bobbing and floating. The movements of their bodies joyfully to the beat of the waves seemed to be part of the sea. They found a ledge on a rock, and remained together, caressed by the waves and shuddering in orgasm.

When I went to the beach at night I seemed to see them, swimming together, making love.

I spent the summer in Majorca, Deya, near the monastery where George Sand and Chopin stayed. Early in the morning, hump, we toured the hard and difficult road to the sea, down the mountain. We took about an hour of slow effort paths of red earth, treading on treacherous rocks and pebbles, and between olive silver, to fishing villages, simple huts resting on the mountainside.

Every day down to the cove where the sea penetrated into a small round bay, so transparent, I could dive to the bottom and see coral reefs and unusual aquatic plants.

fishermen told me a strange story. Majorcan women were very inaccessible, puritanical and religious. When they bathed, wore dresses fashioned long skirts and black stockings. Most of them did not believe at all in the virtues of the bath and let him shameless for foreign holidaymakers. Fishermen also condemned modern floodlights and obscene behavior of the Europeans. Said about them being nude, waiting for a chance to undress completely and lie down to sunbathe nude as pagan. They also looked with disfavor midnight baths introduced by the Americans.

One night several years ago, a fisherman's daughter, eighteen years old, walked to the shore, leaping from rock to rock, with tight white dress to the body. And walking, dreaming and contemplating the effects of moonlight on the sea, with the gentle splash of waves at his feet, reached a secluded cove where he realized that someone was bathing. I could only see a head that moved and, occasionally, arm. The bather was far away. The young woman then heard a cheerful voice calling her:

"Come and bathe. It's wonderful. "These words were spoken in English with an accent. The voice called: "Hey, Mary! "He was someone who knew her. It must have been one of the young Americans who bathed there during the day.

- Who are you? Asked Mary.

-Am Evelyn. Come bathe with me!

was a temptation. I could easily shed his white dress shirt and stay. He looked around. No one was there. The sea was calm, stained moonlight. For the first time, Mary shared the hobby of foreign by midnight dip. She took off her dress. She had long black hair, pale face and narrow eyes and green, greener than the sea. Was well formed, upright breasts, long legs and slim body. I could swim better than any other woman on the island. He slid into the water and began his long, nimble strokes in the direction of Evelyn. Evelyn dove, surfaced and grabbed her legs. Were playing in the water. The semi darkness and Evelyn bath cap made it difficult to see his face. American women had voices like a man.

Mary Evelyn wrestled and held her under water. Amounted to breathe laughing, and swam lazily, separating and turning to meet. Mary's shirt hung around their shoulders and interfered with his movements, until it fell out and Mary was naked.

Evelyn sank and touched playing, wrestling with it and dive underneath and between her legs. Evelyn also separated your legs so that her friend could dive between them and reappear on the other side. Floating, let Maria pass under the arched back.

Mary Evelyn also noted that she was naked.

Suddenly, he felt that it held her from behind, covering his body with his own. The water was warm, like a lush pillow, so salty that carried them, helping them to float and swim without effort. "You're beautiful, Mary," said the deep voice, and Evelyn kept his arms around the girl.

Maria wanted to float away, but retained the warmth water and constantly rubbing against the body of his friend. Relaxed, accepting the embrace. He felt Evelyn's breasts, but remembered seeing American women who did not. The body of Mary pined and wanted to close my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt between her legs was not a hand, but something else, something so unexpected and disturbing that he cried. It was Evelyn, was a man, the younger brother of Evelyn, who had to slide his erect penis between the legs of Mary. This screamed, but no one heard, and their cry was just a reaction he had been taught to expect from itself. In fact, the hug seemed so lulling, warm and pleasant as the same water. The sea, the member and hands conspired to raise their body. He tried to swim away, but the boy swam under her, caressed her, grabbed her legs and caught her again from behind.

wrestled in the water but every move the most affected, that notice was more the other body against hers and his hands on it. The water made her breasts swayed back and forth, like water lilies floating. He kissed them. With the constant movement, could not take it, but its member played over and over again the most vulnerable of sex, and Mary could feel her strength fading. He swam to shore, and he followed. Fell on the sand. The waves were licking while panting, naked. Then the man took the woman and the sea came to them and washed the virgin blood.

From that night he found at the same time.

The possessed in the water, bobbing and floating. The movements of their bodies joyfully to the beat of the waves seemed to be part of the sea. They found a ledge on a rock, and remained together, caressed by the waves and shuddering in orgasm.

When I went to the beach at night I seemed to see them, swimming together, making love.

Text. "Mallorca" Anaïs Nin.

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is the best illustration I've ever seen the myth of Narcissus.

I think many people do not understand that narcissism is merely the ability to see us wonder that we get to see who falls in love with us. I do not think that love is blind at all. Quite the contrary. And this actor is unfolded in the video so much that is hard not to forget that image and reflection are the same.

What a beauty! The one that goes beyond the harmony of the features, much more pervasive and intense, runs less.

Daffodils

Almost all people are blind

blind to look and make sense

what other eyes can

immediately discover

to watch.

His image reflected

absorbed in the eyes of some colleagues

making presentations which are actually

but never know

's heart many watching rushes,

or that, when approaching,

a sadness like that of unborn

take-all

one who looks.

Only a few, very few of them attain their perfume.

Only a few, very few, reveal its mystery.

And some, including

feel

wonder that all his desires

are there in his shadow,

in recent trace of your last tread,

right in the center of

his own heart.

start

Spiral to approach themselves

and tenderness mad by its very existence, embrace

reflected

bottomless in the waters of his dark passion.

Manuel Domínguez Guerra . (cc) 1988.

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I was a young man and I knew at last what was
the violent outburst, agility resonant, mellow
cavities in the fleshy pulp slightly ajar

to the edge dehiscent,
the perfect gear, precise density
spilled juice, the tilt due
,
the exact position,
and wisdom of silence,
the beauty of a glans.

Text: "I was a young" Clara Janes.

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