October 2005 - October 2008
From now on we will continue to build this new life with Valeria, my love, hard, walking straight and not look back.
must be made as rising sun each day regardless of the night happened.
And there we are, getting up and enjoying the most of our life and our love.
Thanks for all the tokens of affection expressed in thousands of ways. Thanks
forever.
This October marks three years of life on this blog, whose name has nothing to do with what calls me to write and deliver, which is love and friendship. My initial letters, flooded with dirty politics, perhaps influenced the name. I wanted to do political reporting, which is now present in my other blog (which I invite you to visit)
Slowly I began to collect a number of poetic annotations which was lots of parts, and thus inspired to write the poem that I read. I'm not a poet at all, because I believe and feel that what I write already exists, I am not creating anything new. Just write and if I like the public, regardless of whether Neruda, Borges, Amado Nervo, Becquer and Marti are behind those letters. I acknowledge that I am a conceited citing these magnificent, as my letters are of rather amateur. I like to write simple and direct, to understand the feeling I mean. Sometimes all I find it too rustic and awkward, but since I'm not a poet or a writer, not really I care a lot. I also think I write too much love. I would write so much injustice, so much pain, misery and hunger, but definitely my capacity is exceeded. Also I think that as I like to read nice things, I also believe that my readers do, too. I like to understand and enjoy it whenever I express it in different comments and I appreciate very much.
I have brought back the wind and I hope to stay for long, but it is precisely the time my worst enemy. Begin again gradually to visit and give back all the love you have given me.