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Ficciones a cientos. Osadía literaria y ficcionario particular de Eduardo Allende. 

viernes, julio 15, 2005

Lapidario - Hablar bien

Sorprende que, de entre el numeroso grupo de personas que se manifiestan interesadas en que se hable bien, resulten más bien escasos los que especifican de quién o qué hay que hablar bien.

Blogger 'Thought & Humor' dijo...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose. A
time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

'Thought & Humor' by Howdy
Cyber-Humor, Cyber-Thought
Cyber-Riddles for your divertissement!!!  

Blogger Aquende dijo...

Y con quién.  

Blogger juanba dijo...

Y llegó el spam a ficcientos...


Blogger Borgeano dijo...

Pues de quien va a ser!!
De mi!!  

Blogger Juan Pedro Quiñonero dijo...

Don Eduardo...
Pensaba añadir una frase a la troba ataualpayupinesca... pero no lo consigo.. (¿?) debe ser mi tradicional incompetencia. Lo que deseaba decirle, como sentencia lapidaria sobre plagiarios varios era una frase de doña SIdlC: "Hombres necios que acusáis a la mujer sin razón...".
Todo, con el deseo de desearle felices vacaciones, mit viele grussen, really,


Anonymous Eduardo dijo...

No es culpa suya don JP. Por lo visto tenemos a Haloscan un tanto maltrecho a base de abusos. Doy por recibido su deseo con todo agradecimiento. Como bien sabe, me traen al fresco los plagiarios. Debería agradecerles haberme permitido pasar un buen rato destrozando la obra de don Atahualpa.  

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