September 06, 2017

I NEED TO BELIEVE IN YOU MARIA MERCEDES

I WILL HAVE A WONDERFUL AUTUM WHEN THE HEAT IS GOING


THE SUN 
No matter where I am, where I am, there is the site.
WAIT AND SEE Jorge.
IF I WENT OUT The social expression of God. Because God sees through my eyes.
WHERE IS SO MANY PEOPLEI do not know. I find myself on a street that is full of people.
I WILL HAVE A WONDERFUL AUTUMN WHEN THE HEAT IS GOING I am going to give a lot of himself.

ON AN AUTUMN MORNING WE'RE GOING TO THE RETIRE TO RIDE ON BOATS
A Sunday day without having to do anything, just love what you can love for Madrid. I had changed the temperature with the arrival of September and in that gentle breeze I was behaving well. To give my time to others in joyful and happy talks with the sarcasm of a fine and mocking Madrilenian prepared to love next to the church of San Andrés.
EL METRO is a cosmopolitan and international medium. I would take less the metro because I dislike its malor and ugliness. IN THE LAST WAGON OF METRO I went with the charity of Jesus.

I looked at the profiles of the sick. Turns out they all looked the same on the subway.
I will love Maria Mercedes above all things and I will go to work. I will try to be kind and gentle with everyone else, but do not want to stand or look at a square with the tip of your cane because you will see me and I will not be, flowing and free as the air I move with my fanning of being.
But what are we eating, for God's sake! THEY ARE INAGUANTABLE, THOSE OF THE METRO OF MADRID, THAT THEIR FATHER ACCEPTS THEM! I go quiet, neither looked nor looked at the subway.

I NEVER FUCKED AS SOON AS IN THAT TIME 
. You must be open then. Not to languish. 
The best interview you do in the Puerta del Sol, see if by a do not know someone is addressing the word. I made the statue of myself in the Puerta del Sol and saw those who were of the same opinion as mine. So young with my group of friends we had meetings and knew special people like us on the street. 
THERE IS NO NEED TO SEE GOD ABOVE OUR HEADS 
MAN is an animal that sits next to you, scrapes and is heard breathing.




THIS IS TO TOUCH THE SKY WITH THE NAILS


The world is huge shit. 
And I'm going to hide!

THE MAN OF BERNABÉU I want to be a People's Man.
THIS IS TO TOUCH THE SKY WITH THE NAILS Disaster / and despair. My GOD HOW I SUFFER
I AND GOD PUT ALL IN YOUR SITE EVEN JESUS

I DO NOT NEED TO BELIEVE IN GOD BECAUSE GOD IS IN ME WORKING ENOUGH TOO / AND GETTING LOTS OF MONEY THERE IS GOD GIVING A FACE FOR ME I believe it.
IF GOD WAS CONTEMPLATING OUR DEATHS (AS ANIMAL OF INDIGNITY)The death of the vain, the vain ones and the vanity. He would give nothing for us.
THE QUALITY OF THE AIR IN MADRID THE ONE WHO RUN, DO NOT FLY It is bad and they do marathons. Because it is from this geocentric world and the other does not even give the point of the Theocenter. 
In Madrid there are success stories such as the victorious fact of Real Madrid coupled with a critical sense of the situation of things. Sometimes I can not say that it is not a clear voice of God, but if there is a party (My Mother, how Real Madrid plays!), Neither God sleeps in Recoletos and Cibeles. THE AIR MADRILEÑO IS WHITE, GRAY AND BLACK With what clarity plays Real Madrid. THE GOOD FISHING




NOT ALL MOMENT JESUS BEGINS NOT TO RECOGNIZE IN THE MIRROR


JESUS ​​GOES ... poor thing ... do not lose it

WHY, AS JESUS ​​ENTERED IN MADRID
"Look, we're going up to Jerusalem. 
There the Son of Man will be 
handed over to the chief priests 
and teachers of the law, who will condemn him 
to death, and deliver him to the pagans, 
so that they mock him, whip him and 
crucify him, but the third day will rise. 
Say to the daughter of Zion, 
See, your king comes to you, 
humble and sitting on an ass, 
on a colt, and on a donkey 

Hosanna the Son of David, 
blessed is he who comes 
in the name of the Lord. 
Hosanna in the high. 
When Jesus entered Jerusalem, the whole 
city ​​was moved and asked, 
"Who is this? 
People responded:
"It's the prophet Jesus, the Nazareth of Galilee.

They Killed him. When Jesus enter in Madrid,
we will not permit.


MUST ACT WHAT'S THE BEST THAN YOU CAN IN ANXIETY NOT ALL MOMENT JESUS ​​BEGINS NOT TO RECOGNIZE IN THE MIRROR 07:07 
 God has you here beside me Maria Mercedes so you do not think too much. Today I do not have the time and I do not know the time. Watching as the door of the Metro Marqués de la Valdavia opens and people leave. The Cat Jifa gazing out the window. The sun goes out even more. No one believes anything if God does not make it see. I would die and there will be nothing left.




STEPS OF THE MAN-CLOCK BY MADRID


MADRID IS VERY FUCKED One week.
IN SPAIN THERE IS DEMOCRACY In United States no. 
ONLY AN INFORMED CITIZEN. He is a free citizen.
BEFORE THE TRUMP FACT Many American citizens have left political apathy and become politically active. 
MANY PEOPLE INTERFERE That has been going on for a long time. THOUGHT TO THINK ABOUT THE CITIZENS The English of Brexit in their last summer in Madrid. 
IF I WILL NOT SEE MORE DEMOCRACY What I am going to travel for.

5,6,7 of July of the 2017 Diluvio in Madrid.
20/7/17 Dalí is uncovered with his mustache at 10.10 clock.

THE BIG BEN BELL WILL BE SILENT FOR FOUR YEARS From August 21, 2017 to 2021
THIS IS THE SPANISH WE HAVE WAITED FOR TIME
I ASK YOU GOD, THAT SPAIN TRIUNFE, BECAUSE YOU LOOKED AT THE HISTORY

THAT DAY WILL FALL OF IMPROVISO ABOUT YOU
THAT DAY WILL BE LIKE A TRAP (SR TRUMP) IN WHICH ALL INHABITANTS OF THE EARTH WILL BE CAUGHT [Lc 21, 34-35]Anguish will seize the peoples, men will die of fear. When these things begin to take place, take courage and raise your head, because your liberation is coming.




MY AMADA MERCEDES


I can be another Jesus. Lo que yo quería ser. Pero ni de coña.
I have my eyes burned. What tells you. THE MOST YET. THE BEST FOR MAN It is to have penis. I DO NOT WANT MORE CHANGES GOD In my life.
They closed me because I could not explain the strange things that said I saw.A GIFT THAT HEAVEN SENDS ME Mercedes.
MY AMADA MERCEDES Who I used to be. I love you so much. Do not try to measure me because it is eternal and crazy. 
WORKING AT NIGHT The level of attention is lost.The clock of Hostal Sonsoles goes almost four minutes ahead M (7,51-2). AND THE FOURTH REST You work three nights. IN THE SONSOLES HOSTEL I am going to live the misfortune of the world. Without being in bed with Maria Mercedes. EVERYONE IS HAPPY BECAUSE WE GO TO A PLACE: THE HELL (Look !, a demon screams at me in Gran Vía).

Do not be afraid to lose you
Time passes so slowly. 
There is no desert. 
There is no salvation. 


HOW BEAUTIFUL! I got that husband with all the love in the world and I loved the heart.
 The white light is for the night.




SOMEONE CAN SEE WHAT YOU ARE AT THE DOOR OF THE SUN


[16:58] IT'S THE BAD SUN

Women look at the men who go by the meter at eight in the morning because they are honest workers,WOMEN WORKERS ARE HOT When you work you are more excited and you have more desire to make love. REQUESTING AT THE METRO, THAN WHAT ABOUT YOU . 
THESE PEOPLE ARE NOT ATTRACTIVE So no one cares about them sexually. Your neighbors will tell you that you're not the other more physically beautiful than you can be like in the cinema of retouched . 
WHO IS THE JESUXUAL. YOU WORK MUCH Not to think. And all the women looking down the subway. Before the old age and death comes the tube of cancer chemotherapy.
Those old afternoon subway couplings smell like old disgusting, old-fashioned old women, those old philosophies that have lasted so long ... I STOPPED OUT OF what man is capable of doing.
 THE RETURN OF THE NIGHT OF THE SOUTH GATE Of all my sins I expiate myself. I'M HORRORED With so much bugs among humans. Without conception of God.
THE PERSON CAN NOT GIVE MORE THAN THE PHYSICAL THAT HAVE Have a good view to see you!When your metabolism changes, what you eat and do four years ago!NEITHER BLIND OR DEAF, HAVE TO HAVE BUENAVISTA
THEY CAN BE PASSED BY THE METRO OF MADRID The characters of the story reflected in beings of the present although they do not know how to cope. 

THE BACTERIA OF THE METRO we eat all Madrid. He likes to be with good people. Even to love what we do not know if it is ugly or beautiful. At least not bad.
WHEN SOMETHING OR SOMEONE ARE BASED ON lies. TUITEAN Because they want to confirm that their words have truth and divine power of fulfillment as the authority of Jesus. THERE IS A HIDDEN WORD What if you tell a person. And he listens. He dies. GOD DOES NOT EXIST (god did not create that word)
WHAT END OF THE OLD




THE OBITUARY OF SO MUCH EVERY PENDING OF ALL THE INFORMATION


I lowered the level of presence and personal noise. I lowered the level of the music so that my neighbor did not hear me. I decreased the number of whatsapp outputs. I left less to the street and took less buses and subway. I stopped attending religious services where I went every day. I stopped mixing with the people and made the purchase at dawn and at nap time. They stopped hearing from me and I went to sleep like the Cat Jifa. I said goodbye to so much stupid methomentodo pending of all the information and the shows!

The world was going down. All were separations, crimes and misfortunes. It made no sense to put the TV to anguish with the news. There was saturation in everything. Everything with queues in the street. And you were supposed to work for these people. Millions of people like a steep flesh on public transport from side to side without glimpses of beauty or goodness. The children were well-off knowing anything but values ​​of dignity! No one could keep the guy. No one felt good. No one remembered her passing graceful and plump love without swelling of fat for life. There seemed to be crystallites on a floor moved and pushed by people. I missed the statue of the Buddhist monk absent from all this!


As if that were not enough, I was called to the house by those who advertised biting offers of money. They wanted to get inside your house. I began to pull blinds down and the walls of my homes fell from the sky. I lowered the level of the radio even more and I made silence and so I reflected better. They were all interfering with the plugs of the house! You do not mean and take distance from them I said in my Teresian interior. Do the shopping for good things and eat well.Do not end up in steppe wolf to rejoice those of the office. Keep your home in a perpetual state of order and cleanliness. You live with your female the dark Maria Mercedes!


He dances and runs every five minutes on the living room tile. Pick up the ball fifty times to decrease the abdomen. Listen without fear to the external taps and the urgent cries of the neighbors on your walls. But go out as an arrow to the street to do some errand that builds your perfect harmony. All this you thought when crossing the street you met with twenty-three citizens happened on a white lead day over Madrid with the public closed-minded on the sidewalk. You decided to concentrate your mind on the essence of a madridista tired of the corruption of the term person who was going to visit for the first time the cemetery of the Sacramental of San Isidro!


You decided not to use religious terms to clarify the situation. You covered your ears with cotton pellets, you put on dark glasses of sun and many people would be excluded from your overall scheme that you would take in analysis at the end of the day for bed where to rest your little head tired with your partner of feathers, air currents and corners of the cold Madrid of the Sun. Also you were waiting for the Apocalypse of the impoverished and aged city and the people of hunger already at the gates!


No drugs, no spirits or stimulants to deal with the situation. You gave them all for lost souls and despaired of the peace necessary to not disturb or harm others.You who suffered with everyone, who ached in the world and went to misanthrope. You did not decide to take your eyes off, but you stealthily went to your Kafkaesque family burrow. No more external contacts or intrusions at home!

You yourself had partaken of the spoils of this struggle in the last moments of the crisis. Turn off the radio and be yourself is the end. Go out to the street to do objective things but forget the leisure. Try to keep your intelligence and run away from the stupid everywhere like zombies and Martians. Disconnect the computer and save the light. No guru stands as a model to follow in the metallic and compartmentalized steps of the great city, nor are politicians credible any more than as lighting technicians of the World Circus!


Kitty Jifa asked for caresses and nibbles in the palm of your hand. The windows had to be opened from time to time to bring in the breeze of the day. I watched the green leafy tree in front of my window, hoping the poor man would not prune it after the month of March. The stinking cars getting through all the nooks and crannies of the Madrid Community Road. The bikes assaulting the inadvertent pedestrians of their two wheels and rolling that were the sign of the evolution of man. I heard that there was a state of Tao and Zen to keep quiet about the avatars and multiple needs of modern life. I made a bunker and a paper flag with the picture of the Virgin of Lourdes to put it on the shelf of the many books reread without giving the solution to this problem between Alcalá and Gran Vía!


Too busy, too much artist and too many hits in my life. I'm going to release ballast of protagonism and staging I do not know what bad example I imitated in my youth. Greater concentration for the affairs of my life and the sewer currents of the Manzanares of all the Querquis. Although it seems possessed by a hieratic and hieratic demon I will not move a finger by the fireworks of the square of the Cascorro. I see more solitary in this my decision of final destination and to isolate myself from social media and people, which makes a lot of how not a dark interests! Everything is transitory Nothing stands. I will hold myself!


They say I look like gilipoyas. But I believe that God exists and has made me have to see something with the people who have touched my destiny. People who have dedicated themselves to shave all the people around and another that has drifted and been stuck in the events and until time seems surrounded by laxity. God wants me to be in sinvivir crying for help and help to appear in my life. Like I find the head more made when taking baked fish with lemon. What I'm looking for is a healthy tone. Look where Jorge goes!


When you do things that are too useless in life, Death gives you a hunt in the morning walk. There is a rain man and an umbrella man who pass from all but losing money and pension. They put the brakes and the backwards to the events of masses that are perpetuated in the world! I have always felt like a borderline outside the circumference where they are in placid bag all. I do not feel Madrid but I'm like Goya outlining the conscience of this city. That you can live together. Let no one or anything alter the tranquility of this Purgatory so that it does not give way to the floor and fall further into Hell.





IN A MISCELLANEOUS OF MADRID RAINY


I KNOW WHO I AM
I gently give them another form of Jesus. THERE IS A PERSON THAT IS FALLING IN THE METRO .
We all have to get sick and die but not in a startled way. If people start to fear the neighbor who lives next door,
EVERYTHING IS SO BASIC To deny angels, demons and God.
DEMONS are like mountains that collapse upon us. IN HOLINESS, DEMON will follow me everywhere.
I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO PRAY. I have never prayed for God and for Jesus. This makes me reflect that I have not been so good. More light enters the Church of San Lesmes in Alcobendas.
THERE IS SO MUCH TO PRAY. UNDER COIN
I AM AFRAID: (we have to live with the demons) And if it kills me. And I disappeared. 
THE WELFARE OF THE PERSON IS THINKING OF GOD
Today I was taken by Two Angels in the air and I was on the floor of the Exchanger of Plaza de Castilla in a MISCELLANEOUS OF MADRID RAINY.
DO NOT PRAY Because you are miserable. LOVING YOUNG FRESH WIND MERCEDES 
AND I HAVE ALSO FOUND JESUS ​​RESCUED PASSING BY MADRIDI have not seen a citizen in the metro who walks in clarity in his passage to old age and death without shadows or bruises or confused and I have not even met a Jesus-risen man walking through Madrid but the plague is already here.
I hear a demon yell at me in the subway car of Cuzco: "Today is not your day. 
I DO NOT KNOW WHY YOU WANT TO VACATION With which you are preparing.
WHEN YOU WANT TO GO WITH SOMEONE IN HEAVEN You want it. Others are stones that stay below.
THEY ARE ALL UNPACKED/ 
is a footballer
THERE IS SOMEONE WHO IS NOT PREPARED FOR THE END THROUGH. 
It will not come / nor will it arrive. 
IF HEAVEN LEAVES TO THE EARTH What is that. Do not miss anything. 
THERE ARE TWO PARALLEL TIMES The clock of the Good and the Devil. But no one wins another.




YOU ARE GOING TO CROSS WITHOUT SEMAPHORE LOOK WELL TO LEFT AND RICHT


HOW WE KNOW NOT going to end town. 
 FOR WHAT EXTRATERRESTRIES INVENTED THE COLORED FISHES They dedicated a lot of time to Creation. VERY BLACK THE FUTURE Like the color of your shirts.
HOW IS THE HUMAN QUESTION They are all rotten. THAT THE EXTRATERRESTRES DECIDE THAT THE EXPERIMENT OF THE HUMAN RACE WAS NOT VALLEY AND DEFEATED . 
I HOPE NOT TO HAVE TO TALK OF SEX IN MY WORK AT THE AIRPORT Why did not? the English teacher answer… if life would not be very boring.
And how will I work with the agility and verbal fluency that an Airport requires and with nervous passengers who do not know where they are going or where to bring their lives and clothing to term of any real meaning ultimately in these tumultuous times.




THE SENSE OF FEELING WELL


Social security would give us peace and happiness. Do not believe, neither power nor possession brings happiness. How to build stable and passionate things in life. Time passes and we pass through the finite life. I love and I lean towards some things: to walk, to read books.take notes, listen to others talk, buy the newspaper and manage my social work. Clean, cook, sleep and make love to her. Shower me, shave me, dress me up, straighten my hair, and give my shoes luster.And having money in the bank, all expenses paid, and no debts. But all my specific weight is my love to others. Everything was devised so that year after year I would love more and more in the time I have left. That my heart would blush of much love to Humanity and Nature.


And a name that tastes good to me in my mouth: Jesus, son of God, a model to imitate even the slap and snub of a dechristianized, pagan and secular society. The love of suffering and suffering are the path of perfection, to the effort to climb another step further and guarantee what is good. But God is always my personal happiness and my interrelationship with others according to Him. To leave the filth is to help the people to be better Seconds Better You and I with a philosophical sense of life.





THE SUN RUNS AGAIN WITH YOU


LONGER DAY TODAY, PROBABLY THE TOMORROW –
It seems that the law of chance is given in the newspapers.
The first step was to lower the escalators of the Metro Sol, stretching their arms over the plastic slides and making sure that no one could overtake them. 

UN = AIRPORT

4 = 33-39 
       34-36 
        36-39 
         40-42 
          42-45 
            . 
             . 
              . I do not know if it's because under my house is the New Dawn Bar: Today at 5:05 (my watch is five minutes ahead but the birds were already singing in the Park of Catalonia to eat them) I kicked out of my house to the Invisible Ravens of the Spanish Civil War and of the Second World War. (Note Jg: Today the Risperidine dose is maintained at 7 and yesterday Allah went out the window at 5:26 as Jesus told me).

The papers with my writings where I write everything I write in the block (after transmitting it) I throw them out the window and fall on the sidewalk under my terrace (well three or four plants have been born spiny green cement curb (check it out!) WHEN ONE DOES WELL JESUS ​​IS RISING ON HIM 

OF COURSE I HAD NOT NOTICED
(go tonight we have another visit) [23,13] Makes me visit for this New Year's Eve an Invisible Bad Potent that Conceals and Displaces Objects of place ... (the blood napkin of the window has passed over the refrigerator, and the glasses from the table to the floor almost to the floor ... (I'll try to kill it) (another sleepless night) (surely?) (with some light) (I'll see things fly through the room) the crucifix of the palm in his hand.) He does not already have his Invisible of Doubt (liquidated) The Invisible of Abduction? ... (The fact that I will win is that I threw Maria Mercedes the ashtray with cigarette butts to the trash and I hid it and there you see me rescuing it with my fingers yenos of liquidillos,and I've recovered it) (I've already closed the windows) Maria Mercedes is going to smoke inside (soon lie down) (thing that smoking also kills the insibles bad, / smokers thanks) does not have the Invisible of Confusion and Discussion (liquidated) (it is no longer strong) but yes to Oblivion my Good Memory I do not know need to walk ... Or leave Leaving-Mess in the street + Storm Zeus (but in the end nothing will be with zeusina or rizarta).

At 5:55 (dedes 5:26 are already little birds of the Park of Catalunya ready to eat it) I have to leave tomorrow to be 8.30 Residencia Mayores Sanitas Alcalá de Henares to accompany old woman to medical review GRUPO ABEDUL (at 6 a.m. here down to 2mn, at 6:45 change B2 ticket should I get ticket station Chamartín, fast catch it and no more 8 get to AH and walk to the Residence) (and take me 5:56 doses 6 Risperidine with a glass of water, tastes like vodka)


(for now is still) is not the Invisible of Fatigue (liquidated) But Comes with Ée2! (because it is insufflated by the Devil) the Invisible of Cry and Blindness and the Invisible of Paralization (I have difficulty moving from the chair and accessing the keyboard, I am getting more rigid (Maria Mercedes has told me to download music and I have reduced to the slightest expression, I have taken the Cat Gifa from the room, and I have lost a memory, sweat my glasses ...) comes the Invisible Petrification (for motorcycles and buses monsters on my street, (I'm not as lively as I was yesterday) (I did not sleep day or night) (working very hard ...).


Thanks Blogger for all the Mother of Antivirus that you have put here (*) ... 

Well, (at 2:14) THE KING OF THE BADLY INVIBLES I got up from the night chair to leave the dish in the kitchen when I reintegrated to the chair I had put a red BIC pen on the seat of the chair to crush me ... [2: 56-6 careful not look at the mirrors would jump out of them on me) (there were 2 full milk brik buy the dark out of the community ladder with the light moving, often scare neighbors, the two in pairs put on the table, but take me to the kitchen behind the screen, take me coffee in the morning but reintetrate it to the table take another brik Vacuum that was next to the refrigerator and the full I put it inside the closet, now has other double)


(it is not reading this nvisible, because somebody confuses my fingers typing the Computer, the Virgin?) 
(do not look at a window or will own you) [4:02] I notice how some lights of bonfires from outside claim me, I think it is you (the Invisible takes me easy) (I am going to take the cross back from the palm past the hour in the living room, do not have time left) *, they are greeting me, and I was going to open the windows and hand made sharp objects) ...


(by making a literary narration about him, my struggle with THE INVISIBLE OF ALL TIMES for an hour, he did not do anything to me, I hoped to go crazy (he moves my whole body towards the wall next to the mirror of the entrance, he wants to petrify me , I want to run away, open the window of so much oppression, my leg and left knee tremble, when I went to the bathroom I was waiting for you know where but less badly I have no image of that, it seduces me momentarily my speech, my lips, I NOW KNOW WHO IS MY HATE IT WILL CONTEND THIS CORPORATE, now that its hour is approaching HOURS, my rump hurts (I go ahead of the shower time) (and then I follow this narration already written on paper) - AINE PAUSE ... (because they're all very focused on this) (or frame where I've stayed) (because visible on the ceiling)

(Note from Jg: I do not count anymore, I pooped the Cat Jifa in the refrigerator, I shaved in the dark, I showered following in reverse steps, I dried with the mat, AND I'M VERY TOUCHED, I have not healed yet, nor do I feel like living and getting old ...) [17:05]




THAT´S WHY WE WILL GO TO SPACE




"The saying was changed: AT THE END OF MAY NEARLY 40 DEGREES"


April 18, 2017 + SANTA ANASTASIA The Invisible of the Dissension has gotten me into the house [01:05] (at dawn I kill him) (he told me that if I forgive his life tomorrow or tonight-he escapes he can devote himself to divide the invisible marriages) (I told him that tomorrow I kill him) I was also accompanied by the Invisible of Falsehood ( that is, two for the price of one) (and now the Devil what ...) [01:13 ] (where will it go) THAT'S WHY WE WILL GO TO SPACE [they're going to try to make a mistake, at the moment or not) (a little nightmare) (another thing is that he's gotten Another Invisible More)



(fuck today I will not sleep) 
(wow! there is also the Invisible (from) Tiredness [o1: 30] 
(how HISTORY OF THE EARTHQUAKE!) The Invisible Sound Means or Curse [o1: 34] and the Invisible of Distraction and Lack of Attention                  [01:39] (maybe I'll take some more that I do not know or did not know and was in the package) Act Strong the Invisible of Confusion and Alzheimer's in me (often pulse) [2: 24 * * At M (2,57) there is a black hole in the invisible (but prudent, prudence ... mother of science) (I will not open the windows) (fuck all until dawn!) The Cyclone is an Invisible [3:17]



[3:46] The Invisible Enormous of the Swirl the Dizziness and Turn Around (this is going to be difficult) (I put the crucifix of the palm in the pocket of the heart) (exta expressing my head and moving my ears (less evil) that Santiago had already put the Camino Santiago wood in a leather cord around his neck) (if you follow the current you are lost) (I will ignore you in these hours) (it seems to me that the walls of my skull are not prepared with such disgust to resist him) (And what do I do because the Half of the Invisible Doubt is with the other half of the Divinity?) But the devil has already been running like a wretched beach, this is his weak point, that is why they do not yet possess the Death that belongs to God) (I made a mistake:?) (I had not turned off the mobiles) (if I had received a call, once they had escaped) 4:01




4: 08-10 (GOOD MEMORY tell me, Memoir of Dizziness and Seduction with Invisible Couple Inlesian Couple and Argentine French) The Invisible (also to kill in a group about 7:03) of Sopor and Dirty Betty [4,36 ] (that's why the Andalusian gypsies break one and the other or case like chants and castanets, Spanish guitar, bulls, sevillanas ...) (the Monotonous Ode was the fault of the LOST OF OWN (4:44) (my date of birth that is why the opposite came) that violates the Dream and the Invisible to Surrender [4,38-9]





With both Invisible and the brain what it is (a perfect machine that organizes the Kaos) and the invisible what block it or make it grow without any physical or cranial limit (To the neurons) (I WILL ASK GOD WHAT IS A NEURONA but it gives me is the HEADS OF GOD A MEDUSA) Then God is particional and multiple like THE HOSTIA ...[5:06] Apparition the Invisible of Losing the Things that attacks directly to the Memory Good Faculty Given by God With His Light to keep the Faith base of all other perfections based on practicing works of good, the brain = the conscience). This light receives the soul every day of its life and in the Invisible The Dreams. FE = EXACTLY TRUE (there you chiquitito you want to have the brain)




(they give a hope because when trying to take the photos of the black cellphone LG sounds the guasap! but I have not opened any line with anyone (or has sounded something else that was not the guasap) (all to the fret!) _____________ I ME VOY DE LA TIERRA 18 Apr 2017Attempt to connect with the               00 43 Paraterrestres (I'm leaving)(goodbye)                     00:44 (I've given you too much) (again) 01:56 ____________ II  IF WE ELIMINATE ALL THE INVISIBLES !!! we are left without language then there are Invisibles BUILT as Inspiration ...                                                                      The Music ...





IN THE SUN ALL THE FORMS OF GOD ARE CONTAINED



At 8.47 when I hooked myself with the pocket of the white trousers to put and to reach for the mobile phone or the kleanex, I break the wheel of the rope of the polar wrist watch. I deduce that God wants me to focus on silent church prayer without regard to time outside. You can go round and round your whole life without being chosen. I have to get into a church as Captaincy on the Main Street The Temitas as they do not concentrate on interiorities in the temple (if you admit the existence of the soul you admit the dialogue with God) are let go by the Devil until the Viaducto detachment. The Church has things as clear as the Gospel is so truly diaphanous and at the same time blunt (they possess the keys of heaven and earth) that everything goes to mass and in the Vatican (of vows) live in holy peace and even dies in the odor of holiness.I am a free man who does not admit yokes of anyone the fate of my life. I only have to thank God for my freedom! 


I never listen to the literal because I am from another world and I think it will be another way or thing what I want to say. That is why I never take into consideration the obvious stones in words and deeds of the people until the damage is done and I still apologize and let it pass by. Nor do I pray much because it costs me as much as getting water out of a dry well. But I ask God that my restlessness and thoughts be the same prayer with him. For this I think enough to have it in consideration and present with me every day. Now I'm getting used to having faith in the beginnings that the company is going to get and the issue comes out doubled and tripled in favor. 



THE I OF GOD
 "GOD GOLD SUN, I GIVE YOU THANK YOU INFINITE BECAUSE YOU GIVE ME DIGNITY "


GOD AND HIS SON JESUS HOW A BLUE POY UP UP FUCKED WITH TWO EARRINGS THE BLUE STAR = THE BLUE EARTH = THE BLUE SPERMATOZOID THE FACE OF GOD = THE DESERT OF THEIR WASTE = WE WILL LEAVE THE SPACE GOD GOES FROM YELLOW TO BLUE, PINK (pink + red) (LOVE), GREEN THE SUN IS LIKE A DAISY ALL FAVORS GOD AWARDS US IN THE ACT OF FORGIVENESS (ITS PINK ESSENCE)

GOD = OLD BLADE OF SHAVING THE INTELLIGENCE OF JESUS ​​DEVELOPED IN THE MEDITATIONS OF THE DESERT WE WILL COME TO ONCETRINITY = 11 GODS IN ONE DIVINE PERSON THE CHRISTIAN METAFÍSICA DOUBT = GIVES LOTS OF LOVE TO JESUS GOD = IS ZEUS HAS THE FACE OF TURTLE AND OF COPPER IN A PILLOW (JOFAINA) TO DIO LIKES THE HAIR OF THE CLAUDIA LIVIAS 

GOD IS STILL THINKING OF ME 4 (I believe he has already materialized) GOD DOES NOT SLEEP NEVER ( OF THE CHOSEN ?) HIDE YOUR FACE IN THE CLOUD AND IN THE WOOL 




ALSO PLATES ARE CLEANED BY ULTRASONICS



"I have come in CONTACT with the PARATARRESSES [10:02] .I 
do not know what they are transmitting to me [and if it is going to be real knowledge of it] they 
are very interested (?). and Sino die! 
SE SEMICORTA and cut COMMUNICATION [10:23] 
[a 11:47 they tried again with Campanu (I) in the middle of mass ... ". I tried again the connection 13: 27?


ALL THE INVISIBLES ARE IN THE METRO
 Also MATO INVISIBLES
MOTHER MINE, THE AMOUNT OF INVISIBLES WHO WILL FALL TODAY!
Today I killed more Invisibles M (06,58-9) At 7 I turn off the lights of my house (dawning is not little). The Cat Jifa (I write in pencil) leaning in the dark at the open window listens to the little birds (his singing) (it is a cat of nocturnal habits) My Mother (TiT) the amount of Invisibles that are going to Fall Today! (A stab to my heart with the gentleman of the cleaning of the Park of Catalonia!) MONDAY THE RISPERIDINE DOSE WILL GO UP TO 6 AND TUESDAY TO 7. 9,17 La Gata Jifa comes out at the window to see something and me spider and I slip the shirt of the right elbow that I was in the sofa taking the previous notes, reviewing the rhythm of the narrative (c) tion and spelling. IT TOOK ME The Bigger Shit To The King Of The Gypsies.


HAN WANTED GOD AND
JESUS ​​COMMUNICATE ALL
THIS DURING MANY CENTURIES AND
CENTURIES [I AM THE SPIRIT 

OF TRUTH] (the 4) 
(fruit of a man who has 
saved the HOLY SPIRIT 
I say)

(of course the 
angels 

come to my 

back 

and make them 

theirs) Dawn in Plaza de Castilla (7.54) I7.58) Dawn more. GOD WANTS ME TO SEE ... IT'S GOING TO IRRADIATE EVERYTHING (I will not keep you waiting when I finish hearing the heavenly music of humans) MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL BE ETERNAL WANTS TO ADVANCE TIMES QUICK Let us take the Gospel through SPACE ...KNOW YOU WILL DIE, WE HAVE TO LOOK FOR ANOTHER FRIEND SUN IF IT DOES NOT WORK Unplug it. AN EXTRATERRESTRE DE ROSE M (8,15) TODAY IN THE PLAZA DE CASTILLA ARE THE EXTRATERRESTRAS AND ARE BETWEEN US AS GORGONAS


THE NEWS THAT HAPPEN TO THE WORLD 
My Illusion in the Real World. JESUS; HELP ME , poor me JESUS ​​DOES NOT SPILL ALL THE BLOOD HAS A DEBT WITH GOD When everyone sheds the blood that is missing WILL BE BALANCED IS INTERESTED IN HELP US ... HOW MORE BLOOD MORE DEBT AND FOLLOW THE STORY THE SUN FOLLOWS THERE ... SEEING hISTORY gore AND IF WE WERE INVISIBLE VISIBLE (no blood)! THE HOLY SACRAMENT How to Look at the Sun. I DO NOT WANT THE 4





GOOD WHAT WE WILL GIVE A WALK



MARIA MERCEDES 
I need to believe in you. 
You are full of grace. 
As soon as you get up, the house lights up.

HOW MUCH I CRIED 
In the Fountain of the Plaza de San Juan de la Cruz I see myself. 

LOOK AT THE FACE OF THE METRO DRIVER WHEN ENTERING THE STATION
Arrival at the Bullring at Ventas M (9.54)
LOOK AT THE DRIVERS OF THE BUS WHEN THE TIME ARRIVES AT THE STOP 

I have forgotten to aim when I have seen God.
Second I see God Sun 11,50 [11,50]
ROZO THE BRANCHES (inform the nature of IS HERE)

A world in which nobody will wear clothes of marks, in which nobody made money with the clothes, in which nobody put his letters on your skin.


YES OTHER SUN 
IS WILL BE WIPED.

MADRID 
It is tubular and smoke.

THERE IS MUCH OF FIGURE (AND LITTLE HEALTHY AND STRESSED MEAT) 
In Madrid. 

GOD IS DELIVERED AND TRANSFORMS 
In the clouds. 

MERCEDES
The colors light up in you as the day passes.

YOU CAN NOT DO ANYTHING 
AND THEY REMOVE HIMSELF [going back to the gray and white hole].

9/4/17 THE COMING OF JESUS JESUS ​​HAS COME IN SUNDAY OFBRANCHES TO MAKE ME COMPANY AS INVISIBLE


11-4-17 (00,30) 
PUT IN LESS VALUE THE LIFE 
JESUS ​​COMES AS AN INVISIBLE
BUT IT WILL BE VISIBLE IN ME
FOR THAT MY BODY IS NOT MINE BUT OF HIM
AND WE KNOW HOW TERMINATES
BUT THE TIME WILL BE EVEN MORE REGULATED 

A Brother Jesus is
not always by your side
goes wherever you want
the birds 

and the brisicilla of marimar
and the sunlight at sunset and God


I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE MY BODY
With the ball court. 

WHERE, WHERE IS GOD, I DO NOT KNOW
In the time.

Your
sins
are forgiven. That's Jesus.

GOD (JESUS) TELL ME
IF YOU HELP , / I
WILL HELP YOU . 

THANK YOU GOOD DAY 
ALWAYS THROUGH IT'S
what old workers say.


GOOD WHAT WE WILL GIVE A WALK
To see what we see. 

I like to walk to philosophize and be a lot of time next to my Mercedes but away from home, After having slept with her there is nothing of his that is mine . The solution to the crisis is that the old people disappear and give way to the young, / who are extinguished at 65 years by ugly.

DO NOT SAY
this week is not mine it
seems that I got up with my left foot.
Only by taking God with you can you make youth.


GOING FOR
WALKING.
No pressure.

IS KNOWN
We already know him.


WE ARE TO THE LIMIT / FRIDAY IN THE SUN
You do not think that the social situation is very tense.

 I'VE GOT ONE STEP MORE (not a minute) I sit with five steps. TWO HANDS TWO FEET AND A CANE. FOR THE AIR OF MADRID.

A bus with the logo behind AlgunDíaEsHoy M (7.53) is placed in front of our green interurban that goes to the Plaza de Castilla at the height of Manoteras knot. 

THE ECHE DEL TEMPLE !!: I 
TOLD YOU: YOU COME AND YOU GO / I 

ANSWERED: YES YOU
APPEAR ME I WANT OR NOT

THE PRAYER The visit to the church takes my eyes off.

You say that you will go to Mass when the Church changes, but you will go when you change.

The vision I have of God is more poetic than that of a Mass but if He wants to offer me bread and wine what I am going to do, there was a time when everything seemed to dislike and counterfeit, that was wearing the tie fuck with the door of the car, who puts the bell to the cat, is plagued with cars everywhere, you fell from your mouth as you left the bus, the dead to the hole and the alive to the boyo, I get sick to see so much car that gasses me,

4-6-17 I AM GOING TO THE CHURCH I go to the Church because I like to go fast, because it is full of people and there is God, and because I like to make the clown and thug with the hypocrites, blessed and blind that go there.




I WANT YOU PLIM I LOVE YOU



LIGHT
THE SUN LLORA 

when he tells (s) 
Te Quiero Mucho 
and creates the Nature 
Man with Her 
When you tell (s) This 
relayed 
A Nuclear Bomb 
will destroy My Earth 
WHITE POWDER YELLOW 
AGAIN WILL I HAVE TO DO PANTALLAPLANASOLAR 
( is very vague) 
From cancerous blue we pass to black smoke I 
DO NOT KNOW MORE 
TO ME GIVES ME EQUAL 
BECAUSE I AM THE MAN DARKS 
ME EQUAL 
TO SAY TO MÏ PAM PLIM 
I am the Fool of the People. 
God the Most Unfortunate 
and Useless! 
BUT I
TAKE IT SERIOUSLY OR NOT. 

I can not do anything
it is the rulers who initiate the wars 
AND FINISH THEM! 
I CAN NOT TELL GOD I WANT YOU 
BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS SHOW ME THE SAME IMAGE OF DESTRUCTION: 
THE TINIEBLA, THE DEVIL'S NEST 
THAT HAS GIVEN YOU THE SUCCESS! 
AIR, 
IT'S MY LAND 
IF I GET IT 

AND WE WILL PLAY THE BLUE BILLIARD 
YOU CAN IN THE FUTURE HAVE MORE BALLS 
THANK YOU 
FOR RECOVERING 
IT 3 THE HOLY SPIRIT 
WILL MAKE A POWERFUL SHIP 
TO GO TO THE SPACE 
WITH SHARP SCREWS OF GOLD 
AH ALSO HAS ARROW SHAPE

 IN ALL THE MEDITATIONS IN THE SUN ARE THE KEYS (with eyes closed, wretch! Like Picasso) IN IT ARE CONTAINED ALL THE FORMS OF GOD THE SUN THE MEDUSA? LA RAYA DE LA CRUZ The very interesting. THE COCK OR POY
What the Cat Jifa is watching 
while sleeping!





THE APOCALYPSE OF AGE AND INSANITY



It's the times. 
The times we live. 
The times that run. 

THE APOCALYPSE OF AGE AND INSANITY 
the old man was spurred 
on the young man was made to feel 
the crisis sectioned 
but only served for the good feelings 
and the jump of the crimes 
those who did not love 
who did not support the heart 
were the tares 
and the weed 
now they touched the angels 
the rain in spring 
rose the inner hell 
for the abandoned 
for the unfortunate 
but Jesus is there 
his presence for Madrid 
was the note demonstrated 
that everything was contained 
nothing happens nothing is 
going to go wrong 
maybe I cried with rain 
the tears of Jesus
maybe I want a little more 
to the others 
maybe I want a lot more 
for that GOD IS AND IT IS 
like light rain 
the flesh breathes love 
beyond the body is love 
no look stands contrary 
to the watery air of Jesus 
we paid tribute to the intelligence 
when Jesus arrived 
when I return, there 
will be more Intelligence 
and more Ethics, 
which is the discipline 
of its adherents behind 
is not PHI-LO-SOPHIA 
but love to Jesus 
that is never reached 
but sweating Holy Spirit you 
have to be on the way 
to touch the mantle to 
get you the wood 
and without seeing it
to reach the cross 
of Madness 
of miracles 
for love of others 

THE PARATERRESTRE LANGUAGE 
C-6 = J-12 
I-2 = 1

THE COS = JORGE

WHEN YOU ARE IN TIME 
Everything is happy. 


JORGE AND MERCEDES: LOVE IN GOD TO TWO

IF 
NEED MINUTES I can give them away. 

I have people today. I do not want to sit with anyone on the subway. To what has come the individual who has been stripped of dignity in this liberal system.Because above it is a vermin without awareness of its state of sick victim. They rub their hands in the headquarters. Everyone to lick their asses. 

 Last month they premiered a movie in which there was a catastrophe in the world and only survived the millionaires. That's what they want. Now they do not know what to do with so much slave and they want to accelerate its death and that not to eyedroppers. There are the unemployed and the poor retirees and all those who can not consume and turn the wheel of the capital system. 

Only the rich can defend their rights. We have passed a circular of the schools of La Moraleja that we must give the registration of our cars because that area can only be accessed by residents according to the popular mayor of the City of Alcobendas.  You can not contemplate the same old children who come here and people who are not involved in the urgent works of realizing peace and social justice.
Today I saved a mentally handicapped from being hit at the most fashionable traffic light of the capital (the Tower Europe opposite the Bernabeu). He wore an order of a bouquet of red flowers. He drove a mile and a half on the road when cars and small trucks drove by. I dragged him out. Even so I cast a bad look that I feared was an evil eye and told me that you could already cross when stopped half of our road but it was still in red for pedestrians because in the other half of there the Castellana were still circulating cars that had it in green. When he got to the half already it put in green for him M (10,00). Yesterday I helped a handicapped person get out of his wheelchair from the McDonalds public services that are narrow and back down. But I did not know how to alert the presence of three Iberoamerican pickpockets on bus 27 of La Castellana.

With the garbage that is thrown by Madrid we accept that after the life ends everything and that in the city will make us run to the next traffic light if we do not want to be run over like lumps that are not worth nothing and so can not enter with fear in a step of zebra but wanting to stomp the wheel of the car that does not stop as it also leaves the gym of the Tower Europe to walk fast and elbow the air through the Street. 

At 23 o'clock I notice that the wristwatch has stopped at (20.44). In the box on the margin is figure 14 (April, because I was also ahead a few days ago). Today is 12, says Mercedes. But today is 11. I had recently put the pile in a good jewelry. 

I set the clock on time (11.25 by Mercedes advice) and at 11.35 already it goes.

I never carry money. Not even 50 cents or credit card. The day that I lose the Bonobus and I do not have a battery, I do not know how I'm going to return home.
I have been stuck to the door of the subway car of line 10 of Nuevos Ministerios to Santiago Bernabéu next to an African American with a blue basketball shirt that put in orange letters Stoudemire 1.

THE WOMEN-CLOCK 
Mercedes moves every 5 seconds, and goes 7-8 seconds ahead of me.
Mercedes is ahead 2 minutes (but 13 days behind).

10: 07-8 I bring you three days and I put it in my computer.
My two phones are 1.5 minutes late at the international system time.

While doing this operation in the white kitchen I see in the ropes of my neighbors guapachitos opposite that has hung a reggae T-shirt of fat male NI that folded in the cord is presented as IN.


ALL WE WANT TO LIVE
like our pets.

THE BERNABÉU STADIUM 
The clear mind that came to me when I stepped on the outskirts of the Real Madrid M Stadium (12:01).

MERCEDES
I have the feeling that I can not apprehend Mercedes.
That it does not belong to me.





THE 15 SINGLE ACTS OF CHARITY OF POPE FRANCISCO



1.- A Christian is always cheerful!

2.-Always give thanks (although you should not "do" it)

3.-Listen to the story of the other, without prejudice, with love.

4.- Raise the spirits to someone.

5. Stop to help. Be attentive to who needs you.

6.- Remind others how many you love them.

7. Celebrate the qualities or successes of others.

8.- To greet with joy those people that you see daily.

9.- To correct with love, not to be silent for fear.

10.- Help when needed for another to rest.

11.- Select what you do not use and give it to those who need it.

12.- Have good details with those who are close to you.

13.- Clean what I use at home.

14. Help others overcome obstacles.

15.- Call your parents.




IF I DO NOT LOVE MORE I WANT TO DIE



IN THE PLAZA DE CASTILLA
THE STATUE OF CALVO
SOTELO BREAKING
THE CHAINS
IDEAS
What a waste of time on the left. 

SOTILLO 55 
I've been a sotillo. 
Jesus has been waiting a long 
time for me to be connected 
and in parallel with Him. The 
Angel of Death paid me 
a visit two days ago. 
I will be eliminated if I want to 
die now that it comes ... 

ASSISI
Assisi
Asi' si'.

THE REAL MADRID has 40 games unbeatable and without losing. 

LA CIBELES She
is the wife of Cronos. 

MERCEDES IN THE BED
looks like Mary Pickford 
because it does a lot of mimetic.

THE RESURRECTION 
To want Jesus to resurrect 
is as if the Cat Jifa wanted to be Human 
and a Cat would have said that it is possible. 


TODAY THERE WAS 
GOOD MUSIC ABOUT MADRID

IN THE BAR
Caring for sins.

IF I DO NOT LOVE MORE I WANT TO DIE (20:05)

THE HOLY SPIRIT as Invisible is moving by the meter and is forming the specters of things and faces and body physiognomy. And you take it home and there still apply molds and masks. It is squeezing both the Devil and the Beast of the Apocalypse in Madrid that is also shaking you. At 16:30 the sun is hidden in Moncloa under the Ministry of Air. And the air whips.

In love I am, there you will find me God seems to say, not in the smell of diesel.

If you have ever loved on the slope of winter you were happy.

There is so much to love and show love. 

START THE COLD
When it is cold, people throw themselves on you as you walk and park the car wheel on the curb and lose things from your pockets and nervously scratch your fingers with your nails.

The roofs of Madrid defend the skies, the trees of the Retiro exude when autumn arrives and when the seasons change, with alternations of more and less / as we accept and overcome the defeats of our life / as the diners of the inns around the Puerta del Sol, / as the tourists walk around the monastic and aseaditas with their gaglias / and why I will not marry that millionaire of the lamborghini that passes in front of the Vips of Cibeles instead of with a mileurista worker.

At a certain age we do not know where to lay hands when a woman approaches us, so it is convenient to frequent the churches. I asked for Heaven's signals / I asked not to fall into the claws of the lion ant, / now I let myself go because I'm going with Him. The first thing you have to do is grab a job / and then jump / find yourself the new life of God

You lose yourself in the deep galleries of the mind with bare feet in if Jesus was only man and only God, and faith tells you that what He thought was divine and deeply human and what he did is beyond believable, but there is something that can be so if he was resurrected and brought us eternal life and faith in him marks our time in tenths of fever of reason and extended faith.

You know that you will never see the misfortune but you do not want to be in the front line of misfortune, you do not want to be with those who suffer, with those who are beaten and with those who suffer fainting or with those who can die and do nothing because you are absorbed in what is happening around you.

Consciousness stretches like gum. Now you can not do it, but when the Holy Spirit comes, you will reread it and understand it so that He will give you time and will push you to the task. You know the fruits that the truth has made in Spain, in its squares and in its churches, in its schools and on its dais, and you know that I do not know how this evangelical truth is compressed in our souls so that we can obtain the satisfaction of our search for true. My mother taught me to fight even if I were locked up and had to cross Lazarus's tombstone.

Know that the body ego is hateful because it wants to become the center of everything. When we satisfy our carnal appetites we give preponderance to the body and this leads us to be disconnected from the grace of God, we weaken allpossible charitable virtues and the beast that comes out in us, so we hardlycontact God but because the bodies recover and the souls wake up again. You have to trade with the flesh / you have to make a surrender to the body and have children and jobs / but everything that makes you lose vigor and texture you have to discard it, / you can not walk in a ruined and divided body / obey the mind /

and the mind is healthy if it maintains the healthy body / the wonderful body that was given / us to move free and intelligent by the world.

When I go down the street / I look at the woman / and I like to compare myself with her, / and it is gratifying to find someone who is someone / and who is superior to you, / full of energy and affection, / you can be very happy with Mercedes, / you will never forget it / because your stamp of love and example / will be imprinted inside you.

OF GOD
The day that God wants, it eliminates you and sweeps you away.

God is in the same air, and those who are open, enters. 

In the Tanatorio the immense abyss that exists between those of the hell and those of the sky can be seen.

martyrs
but there has been no evolution of the Holy Spirit.
love God with the tuning of the clock. 

MY MORALEJA
PRACTICAL TO LOVE JESUS ​​CHRIST
How many times I was left after finishing my journey in Madrid.

LAST MISSION
The very truth will kill me.
I do not know if I can assimilate the love of Jesus.

I AM SENDING CROSSINGS AND STRIPES TO ALL
the individuals I meet on the street.
TO ME DO NOT ANNOUNCE THE CROSS MY CHRIST
Over and over again. 

I HAVE THE SAME RELATIVE FAITH
In Mercedes and in Jesus.

A VERY SEXUAL CITY HAS BEEN CONVERTED
Everybody is going down the street looking at the one in front and the one that crosses like a sexual object of consumption. And how he would fuck him.



THE SOIL OF DISBURSEMENT
I have been ambiguous.
I used nicknames.
Parenthesis. Double.
Now Jesus is coming!
Clearer than water!






TELL ME SOUL



Tell me soul if you go on
Tell me soul if you're not a demon
Tell me soul if you go through the world
Tell me soul if you're awake
Tell me soul if it's you who goes with me
Tell me soul if you're holy image
of another supernatural life
Tell me soul if you can
knock down all the evil spirits
Tell me soul why you shine
as bright as the lark of the stormy sea
Tell me my
beautiful white rose soul
that you do not undo
that nothing you need
to fly at this height.
Tell me soul what you did
to be with me
what heart gives you air
what water water the tears
of your beautiful dance
that is to walk
where no one catches you
no one will tear you down
Tell me soul
you and my understanding
what we will contemplate
of the noisy wheel
of the broken circle of Madrid
you hope
that I do not tire
to enter
my chest
and illuminate my being
tell me soul
what happens to us being together
if time is ours
a who you want to undress
so that your soul greets you
a world of holy souls
a world of soul life
Tell me soul
who will throw you stones
who will stain you with your imperfections
the shavings of the world
Tell me soul
in the basin
of a child at birth
if you were not already in the womb
of the human embryo
and if the fetus went to the dung heap
where you left you such
an opportunity
to catch soul
that was spoiled
considers that the soul barely grew
that the soul died
that the world could die
that it is dangerous to
say that nothing existed
nor power to say it
because the soul did not exist
that it did not have human being to grow.





THEY GIVE VERY LITTLE CARICIES WORLDWIDE



THE 9 NOVEMBER
OF THE ALMUDENA
OF 2016
The Apocalypse is already here!
World's End!

JESUS ​​RETURNS
Ya.

17 = THE YEAR OF THE CHRIST AND IN APRIL (4)

WHAT IS JESUS ​​MISSED
?

YA HAS AMANECIDO
Right now M (8,16-17)

There is no time to lose. 
Do not waste your time. 
You have to multiply the time.
God is not standing still.

AS A CLOCK IN O'CLOCK 
Plaza de Ventas 
M (12,30)
People. 
That people.
Your people. 

The Light is turned off in the M (8.44) Castellana. 
The light of Madrid cleans everything to the sound of Radio Maria.

He's upset
Jorge next.

M (20:22?) I come from Mass and the Rosary in SAN LESMES and when entering the portal the postman is in the boxes with some yellow certificates, and he asks me: -YOU YOU JESUS ​​CUESTA. "No, I'm not," I reply (although I have to climb three floors because there is no elevator).

IT WAS CRUCIFIED BY THE OWN CHRISTIANS 
Jesus. 
And now he comes back. 
Come on! 
With the verse loose! 
The Returned Word!

THAT THAT PERSON SHOULD TRANSMIT (ME) A MESSAGE
So I waited on her.

There is a thin line separating the one from the other
or blind to a behavior or another 

FOR THAT I
READ SO SO GOOD BETWEEN LINES BECAUSE
IT READS JESUS ​​WITH ME IS AN EFFECT OF THE EUCHARIST. 

THERE YOU 
You do believe that God is an idea. 
Even as an Idea of ​​Reason. 
But it is more than a word of the Gospel of Jesus 
and a praxis of the apostles. 
Do not put your limit of incompetence.

THE APOCALYPSE IS HERE
NOW IT IS NOT THE TIME TO LOSE FAITH
He who does not have a strong sense of life will not survive or be saved. 

RESPECT THEM
God is within each person.

THE ENEMY ARE THE OTHERS 
You can not live together, we will
try to survive.

Why you're going to ask the world 
what's wrong, 
do not want to make it stop, you will 
not get it. 

CALLAO
Guijo, pebble, peladilla of the river.

THE ASEITY OF GOD
AutoAseo Liquid.

WITH HUMAN HEAD DISEASE
What God suffers.
It gives us freedom. But he suffers.


IF IN MY RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD
I have been good.
My life has been wonderful of meaning.

THERE IS MORE THAN LIFE MORE THAN I SUPPOSED
In the environs of Madrid.

GOD GIVES THE OPPORTUNITY TO HUMANS
That we do good in some specific thing. 

GREETINGS FRIDAY
END OF MONTH
With them.

YOU WILL NOT SEE GOD,
YOU WILL UNDERSTAND NOTHING
Poor mortal.

HOW A ZIPPER CLOSES
A yes you want to cut the neck the multiple black zombies or cronopios of the crisis of the great city.

IT'S A SHIT, THIS IS A SHIT
I KNOW EVERYTHING
I KNOW
THEM ALL OF THE WORK ENVIRONMENT
The workers say.

OF THE WOUNDS OF THE HEAD OF JESUS ​​(UNDERSTANDING YOUR INTELLIGENCE) 

THE WHY IS AGE?
If you are not going to consider others, neither will God consider your age.

TO SEE GOD I WANT A YES FROM HEAVEN. The yes that God gives, comes down from the sky, and gives life and truth to the reality of the world.

As Pisces you adapt very well to the changes, the 4 towers can become black and dark as Heaven, In the Eucharist we proclaim the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ until HE COMES BACK, THAT HE WILL COME BACK ...

ONE LESS:
IN MADRID
I. 
THE OCCASION
IF JESUS ​​GOES WITH ME
SUPPORT THE STRESS
GIVES ME THE FORCE AT ALL MOMENT I
DO NOT DESPERATE
THE TIMES ARE THE TIMES
OF JESUS
AND IN WHICH I HAVE TO DO 





MY WEDDING IT IS A SETTING INTO SCENE



JESUS, MY TIME IS THE TIME YOUR TIME

You are not going to help poverty because they already have tele and mobile, and having these you are no longer going to change them. The little ones of the Society are the ones dearest to God.

Apocalypse of Postmodern Madness
Virus Madness in the
Society
Brains are not
prepared for life
modern and faithless
it does not have lifeguards.

EVERYTHING IS FINISHED:
               MONEY
               BEAUTY
               HEALTH
               YOUTH

IN THE END OF THE WORLD
The Esplanade of the Apocalypse will be on the LAKE.
There the priests will give communion.
And others will be consumed in a black hole.
The bad news is reported from the Lake.

__________________

WHAT DOES JESUS ​​MEAN
God saves. The Savior.

_________________

I HAVE THE STAR OF THE MUCH JOY OF LIVING, OF BEING ALIVE ... IT HAS BEEN ARRIVED AT THE TIME OF MIRACLES
Suddenly
of the night
in the morning
the city
closes
and there is no longer Madness.

TO THE METRO
Get in.

FROM MY
I'll make it rain.

La Niña Mercedes is Pisces.
You do not feel me
I appear

MERCEDES "WELCOME TO ME". That is Madrid in tides of people.Millions and millions of people from one place to another. You have to go to Mass to be a normal person in a world of zombies. In the future here they have agreed to liquidate a lot of people.

THE HOUR OF JERUSALEM / MADRID
We are a walking people,
and together we can reach
another city that does not end,
without sorrow or sorrow, city of eternity.

THE THERMOMETER is to love the Others.
In love with Christ.
May God give us that Force.
To put Christ first.

The wanderings of Christ.
It explains a life.
This is over,
here I am.
I'm late, I'm late ...

The Two Truths of the New Adam: MERCEDES WELCOME and VEN-LORD-JESUS. But do I really believe there is TRUTH
-But can not be.


When the contamination became unsustainable in Madrid I decided to leave little and to safeguard, as the citizen Alcoben. So why go out and stick with all, I will go when they are not in turmoil wagering in the squares and supermarkets, I will move in the hours and days of mercy in which the populace to the touch of siesta bug has retired to their cages , before the marabunta makes an appearance, I will leave the subway train when it is crowded, and just as the Word became flesh to pass and passing of all with an independent policy, particular and worthy of a man in a day a act.

I like when the bus comes with good shocks in the interchange of Plaza de Castilla. Tensioned by the road without being able to attend to love. Human flow is an excessive effort for these public services.Two ladies with two bags of Bimba and Lola in the Bus of the Castellana 27 of the EMT.

Be careful in what environment you break the Psyche. It's Very Moldable. "Invest the life you have left in a job and a woman ... We'll see how far you go." Wedding with Mercedes. ("I never said you want to marry me"). I would never have thought to tell a woman, I do not marry. If she wants to get married, I'll marry her. After the Mercy begins the collection of the Grape.

You look beautiful
when you look
to the eyes
of your man.
It is not normal to see
to people kissing.

The woman needs Time, Space and Place. The Woman sent as a blessing. God put the love to me to take care of it. I make you happy, that I need, to make you happier. I trusted myself, I thought that, and That was Truth. The woman who keeps the soul of a girl will always have a boyfriend. She needs to listen every week, I love you.

MY WEDDING
IT IS A SETTING INTO SCENE
All clear
I never see it.
We usually say.
We say.
You take one point in common.
And you start to shoot.

that leads to death
lonely man
Alone woman
dust are

One thing is what I say, / what I think, / and what I value.Mercedes says I have no control over what I write, and sometimes I say tactlessly. What gives more fear is what is not understood. It's good for all women to go out and see things. Your kisses feed Mercedes: Vitamin A, B, C, and D.

D of God.
A of love.
C of Cariño.
B I do not know.

ELRITM OF THE CITY
Go the last /
And they pass.
Go faster
That machines.

I HOPE / I WANT TO MAKE MIRACLES
That whoever sees me will be healed.
It should not be said
That we make a good couple. IT IS VERY DIFFICULT TO KEEP THE TYPE TO ME GIVES ME FLOJERA That's why I say nonsense.AT THE END As the advancing hours puts the faces as they are like the health you have to test over time. __________________




THE LOCO DE MADRID



The Apocalypse of Madness will be followed by the Apocalypse of Old Age. Aging can be with everyone. Bad habits and vices for disability and vital stop of the city will end.

THE LOCO DE MADRID
The madness that makes you laugh.

THE HYDRICAL STRESS
It will always rain in Madrid.

It is necessary to have a great faith,
do not go with your head down,
the financial crisis in the population
and populism has modulated us
in a critical stature without class.

From Mercedes,
too pretty,
too close
both are dangerous.

TO THE KIND OF ALBA
It is convenient to know / when dawn begins.
God is a PHOTOGRAPHER, plan it like that. 

"I win them."
-The two are good.

Once Mercedes had to go and find her daughter Paloma on Paraguay street because she had lost her cell phone, and she did not know how to move, neither forward nor behind. What would happen if they said that Madrid buses do not wait.


The bosses of the companies are usually left with the nice things that have their employees. They are so egotistical that they want to handle the program in time. You have to be careful what satisfies you on the level of incompetence. With the computer they can be more detailed with being.

Going to Plaza de Castilla on the green long-distance bus I see the six hundred Brick O'Clock. Thousands of legs you see moving in a pim pam pusher, as unattended as the thing hanging between the legs, the poor manners beings of Bravo Murillo. A boy hiding among the trees of the Orotava Terrace. I'm going to see what's in here, "one says as he enters the bathroom of the men in the Pio Exchanger. In the corridors of METRO PLAZA CASTILLA I see two guys with two dirty black sweaty t-shirts that put thermometer and Extraordinary.

Breakfast with Mercedes in the Plaza de Castilla. And in the farewell, full of kisses. As I turn and cross the traffic light on the way to the office I see a chubby woman wearing a gray T-shirt that puts KISS.
At the bus stop in Rubén Darío. The old man with dark glasses sits next to the Black Wig and his Old Wife comes to sit beside him. And the Old man enters the last in the bus behind the Black.

 I see propaganda at the door of a white taxi from Madrid: "You love, live, dance and feel." 

THIS HAS HAPPENED TO ME
FOR ME
AND GOD
It is a Sun.

NA SUITE IN CUZCO. I told myself I'm going to do the theater of Jesus. Then I told Jesus to come. And then I said Let Mercedes come. Which of the three will be fulfilled.
Let them go.
But you will come.

THE CRISIS FOLLOWS
In the subway
I'm rested
my palm
on the cheek
such as tickets.

Everyone opens the door.
All confuse the step.
If I dress in black
it will darken the Apocalypse.
Your time is up.
The man came in black.


Scratched
evil yu yu
with that of black
and went out running.




GOD LIKES TO SEE OUR CONVERSATIONS AND KNOWING THEM



Before an action before the invisible one must pray: "For my Virgin".
All Invisibles are on the subway.  I changed my entry. I also kill invisible by opening the windows of a closed bus. When is dawn When you kill invisibles! It is the same as when breaking the filament of a light bulb.
IN THE MOVIES AND SERIES OF THE TELE Where God is and the feeling of Jesus. I WANT TO BE A PRESS AND AN ADVERTISING FLASH PROTAGONIST A lapse of fame. A lot of stepped performance cut.
WHAT A GOOD TEAM WE DO. And that. You do not love them. You're not going to hold them at the end.OF EXPECTATIONS

(I do not have anything against the bald men, forgive me, I'm a bald Pee ! Sure!) WITH MY CANES THE APOCALYPSE WILL COME (2018 or 2020) I have disappeared my tweezers to pull out my gray hairs (now with the fingers of the cogorota and me I also take blacks, 1/3 to 1/2) (that my Cat Jifa give me his fleece robe) RESTÁN got in with RENÁN TODAY IS THE DAY OF THE NORCOREAN SUNSET ?? CROWNS OF MANY WOLVES M (15,29) (continue) I WANTED Mercedes did not let me shake my head completely like an Egyptian (yesterday as Guardiola). (To be continued)
Jesus had to tell him. GOD LIKES TO SEE OUR CONVERSATIONS AND KNOWING THEM (HIS LAST PERFECT CREATION ) TILL THE SUN IS TURNED The wedding-tonadillera) Dawn for me 7:26 A BLADE ON MY LEFT EYE 7:43 TODAY WILL BE WET AND RAIN I KNOW YOU ARE THE WATER! It really dawns 8:53 At 8:13 (8:11) they open the fence of the Parc de Catalunya. THE VIRGIN MARY went inside the Cat Jifa (sin, I will not be able to paste it) ERROR: [8,34]
CONTINUEDGOD LOVES UNTO THE SHADOWS OF HUMANS 
Our ancestors are in the shadow. JESUS DID NOT COME TO DESTROY OR KILL ANYONE ... as oil got the better of me IS NOT SHIT WHEN I was DEAF will be removed (END OF MAN-CLOCK) (no longer hear the left and half right)) (also I'm going                                       blind) (I do not distinguish smells) (and all my food know how to serum) (by the last I'm bald güeno but a bald boy and warrior) By Jesus Christ Mine!
7:01 The day begins. Breakfast killing an invisible 9K7TTU38 in Jupiter Full Moon. I wear a black Calvin Klein T-shirt. With the black shirt I look like Dr. Death who goes through Sales.




THE LOOK OF THE PORTRAIT OF MERCEDES



MERCEDES
You're in a cloud. And the cloud is in the Heaven of God.

THE SEX
They are all women interested in the erotic story.

MERCEDES
What a great woman I've been. It's a dream, a dream ...

IN THE METRO
When you can move freely and escape through the corridor.

If you look for me you
will find me.
If it was only a day of stumbling
I would understand
but it is mania.

Why you're going to ask the world
what's wrong,
do not want to make it stop, you will
not get it.

Who the devil 
         moves in the 
             shadows to 
             ruin the 
               social theater.

CHANGE OF SOLAR HOUR
At two in the morning it will be three o'clock.
This is my time (MAN'S WATCH). 
I HAVE CHANGED THE APPEARANCE, THE COLOR OF HAIR AND EVERYTHING
Only by taking God with you can you make youth.

THE LOOK OF THE PORTRAIT OF MERCEDES
Nothing is going to happen
but I'm seeing it coming,
it's going to fall to your hair.
And I can not do this
because I'm going to throw a shoe.

Only that I loved more
were going to change many things in the world.

IF YOU SAY
MADRIZ
YOU CAN SAY
REZICLAR
(periodical publicity)

THE GATA IS PUT IN FRONT
It is going to direct to me the steps.

This week has
two parties Tuesday and Thursday
and three business days (four)
Monday, Wednesday and Friday (and Saturday)

AND GIVE ME A BESIDE TO TETA
Mercedes is a woman from Cinema.

They have walled on both sides of the corridor the exchanger of Plaza de Castilla with the sign BUCMI. They say that EL ZICA is in the night lamp of the Opera Square.

It's not rain they're dripping. Two months remain for the cobbled of Madrid. The White Cross of Goya is closed. One hundred and ten steps down in the Metro Artillery. In the Metro Plaza of Spain it smells of landfill. And more broken stairs in the subway. They are not so lonely because they have their services.

I AM GOING TO GROW MY CHEST AND HAIR
As the night progresses
in Puerta América,
Mercedes takes silhouette,
and it's going to be tremendous.




GATOO JORG!!



At the Rosario Pino stop going to the Plaza de Castilla it smells of urine. Now under the Bridge Rubén Dario smells like rats in Nuevos Ministerios. But there is still politics, there is still action, and not just the blow.

He likes me
Of him and her
in flavors and pleasures
in grief and in care.

GOD TODAY
open the door moves
it closes it opens

HEAVEN
I want Jesus to come.
Touching God.

This morning I felt Ahoguía in the Plaza de Castilla Exchanger. In the tail of the bus I am pinched from behind. The next challenge will be connecting things that work. Walking along the lonely street Sofora reading the newspaper EL PAÍS to the store Canela I see the crisis until the level of income descends and disappears. You have to lower your head.

THE WORLD
If you saw them in their sufferings you would love them.

PINHEAD
The moral fact produces miracles.

The young people are those of the shaven knees. I see a girl in Tres Olivos with a bag that puts in big letters DIE.

THESE EYES THAT YOU LOOK AT ME
OF THE CRISIS DURING IN THE CITY
I will not do you no case.


TO THE BIKE Enjoy, live, run, and fly ... _______________
I SEE but I do not feel.


OF SUPERIORITY IN EMT
When you have to take the hand.
And when you have to remove it.
To stop a bus.

IN THAT TERRACE OF THE CHOPERA
There is one that all goes well. 

In Bar La Parada on Constitution Street is full of people. There was some good man like President Obama but too busy in politics of peace.
Walking
The Comedy of Hell.
Dancing macabre or death.
I'm going from bad to worse
to good
and discover the best.
GATOO JORG !!
The facial imitation of the Gif Jifa.

Mercedes
I never see myself in the mirror.
I never look at the face
because I know it improves
to make love

When I see you
want to see you.

I have learned
not to look
to nowhere
nor anyone.

Hating how others age.
I may not grow old.

Mercedes is a woman who has PORTE and POSE.

ALREADY I WILL BE GOD IN A CLEAR WAY
THE SCHEME OF 4

THE CRISIS
How the wheels are worn
the national police cars.

THE CRISIS II
I fell to the stone.
To scream all over the street that I will not pay the money!

THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG
I've been in the office for three hours.
Inside the company.
It is a wasp.
Full of rifirrafes.
You can run out of place and out of work.
They go to life or death with tripping
with dimes-diretes and falsias.
So everyone in the world of work.
I'm coming home.
Do not miss the environment
in the subway cars.
They play the Big Brother competitive
to throw to the contiguous by the border. 
If you fall, it is believed he will be better adapted. One has stuck his hand in the door of the subway car in L1 at the station of Plaza de Castilla trying to enter and whistle blowing. The cell phone has been left inside the car and he has gone and almost with his hand cut and dragged by the station. GOD DID NOT WANT TO SEE IT !! I have always been struck by the advertising signs of the stores that were established next to the houses of the Losers.





MAD / MADRID THERE ARE PRECIOUS CITIES



All the white heads of the bus were waiting on Jesus. We are altered. The fear we all carry in the body. None satisfied. All eager to do it. To jump on top of the other.

REAL MADRID gives away the first parts of their football matches.EL JUERVES / What a nonsense / THE VIERVES One more day. A day ago.  Life is too short / to wear boring clothes. The End of the World came. The life is a party. The show begins. Some were not wearing suits for the occasion. THE GOING TO THE FOLLOWING YEARS God gives.

God helps him who gets up early. SOME DAY IS TODAY at Chamartín Station. I like going to the Reina Sofía Museum in Autumn to see the nonsense, cambalaches and the giant container of the pieces that happen without chronological order.

IN MADRID you create enemies do not even bend the corner. IN THE GREAT MESÓN in the street of the Fire of Alcobendas I wanted to live free. How we are going to live our Nest of Love in Marqués de la Valdavia 30 if there is all this around.

I have seen that he had on the glans a layer of cream. After making love to you, Mercedes. You have me subjected to a level of sexual stress that there is no way to sleep. I tell Mercedes that every time you read the Gospel from end to end, it gives you a month of grace.And to that we have become both.

Great and profound delight with Mercedes. She likes people. There are women who if sexually they are athletes you can not take them for the love. And the happiness that I'm living with you, Mercedes.Women who are afraid of losing their hair. But you're not afraid of anything.

Mercedes Nebulosa, when he relaxes, / his monothema, / occupies more space, / as a cloud of placebo but effective, goes with much project and advances in his race for the Sky.

I went with my head down to bear the sins of the world. I did not think that we had to go to eat, but that life is like a dream that is made. I find it hard to believe that in order to get a job done, you have to spend two hours in public transport. You already have written that the city is Gas. You can not go on the bus thinking people are things. Religion understands that the person communicates with the Visible world and with the Invisible. 

Just at the moment I go out into the street, the lighting of the street lamps in Alcobendas goes out. It has become a sexual asylum the city of Madrid and the town of Alcobendas. He jumped the fence of Melilla and serves as a mantero in Sol. I see a sub-Saharan in the white t-shirt with tigress letters that puts ARMY. I see a calvorota wearing a black T-shirt with white stripes that SOME.

People are not saved. Very few are saved. Because of his bad head, lack of values ​​and coherence. The media and the cinema have also inoculated them with intoxication and poison. Your eyes do not see clearly the suffering.

HER,
SHE KNOWS,
That I know,
WHAT SHE KNOWS,
THAT I SHOULD NOT KNOW,
AND I KNOW.

CIRCULATE, CIRCULATE at the foot of the municipal police. I enter a period where I will see many people die. And that I do not wear glasses on the house.
You've got my body
According to sex.

Today and yesterday
eternally,
two
or more wings.

WHAT I SEE IN MADRID
That the whole city should be thrown down and lifted again.

CERO PRIDE 0
IN THE PLAZA DE PEDRO ZEROLO.

PEOPLE
COME HERE
BECAUSE IT'S SEXUAL,
BECAUSE IT'S SEX.

TOURIST TRIP BY THE ZOOMETRO
Pass and see the tourists to the various people of Madrid by the L10 from Chamartín to PríncipePío, then the L6 to Plaza Elíptica, then L11 to Pan Blessed, and return when and how they can to their homes.

At the traffic light on Calle Navarra, one of them is hurrying blindly in a chamorro hat wearing an androgynous t-shirt with a strip on the back that puts Take The Risk or Lose. I see ZE painting! in the street next to my new house. That girl carries a big bag with which she could make the purchase of the fruit, hide a dead cat and go inside like a carrycot. One enters the Tax Agency of Alcobendas in a gray t-shirt with red letters that say Come Early Stay Late. I see a napkin on the floor of my old door that puts It starts every day as if you invented it. Ydequel, Davinia and Bertha went to seal their contracts to the FUENCARRAL AVENUE / ROAD JOB OFFICE.

MAD / MADRID
THERE ARE PRECIOUS CITIES
And this I do not know what it is
The City of the Locos.



I BELIEVE THAT I HAVE HAD A SAME DAY



NOW MADRID The people in Madrid are going faster than you.
CENTRO FINANCIERO DE MADRID
The brothels of Azca's offices. The executive attire is seen in these halls of Satan.


If Jesus had not existed / you imagine what world we had left.
I am going to look for Jesus for Madrid.
I have a single goal and illusion, / to bring God down to Earth.

It's hateful
Extremely odious
It is a phrase that I repeat myself when I see, / certain copies pass by the street.

JESUS
It's good you came
we are happy to see you

The souls / misinformed the body, / and the body / is no longer ours.Concentration in a dissolute family is not easy to achieve. The freedom to do what you really want is what the people of today want, and the frustration of not getting it after consuming so many people.It is very important where you communicate with the mobile. In Cibeles they will not communicate an uneasiness or misfortune. In Columbus, I do not know either.

I like statues so much
like women

PEOPLE
They are punctilious.
They are sweeping,
they do not respect your space,
they pounce on you
at the same time,
that repel you.

EVERYONE to the limit of not being able to withstand the presence of others. I do not like being pursued by a shadow or anyone from behind as wanting to adhere to me, to take away my intrinsic essence and to take me to the cemetery of the Almudena. I do not like it either that they get in the line of smoke.

Any alternative is possible,
why a
and not the other.

In Nuevos Ministerios balconies of yellow line awnings. Many immigrants make contact with civilization in Madrid. He ran with the iron bar / with big and resolute hands / and arms. Unlike me sometimes I change my glasses or I do not wear them to see more reality. Zarandecias and comistrajos by the youth working for less than eight hundred euros. The woman next to me must make me feel God! I made her feel important, made Mercedes feel divine, tonight! All are enabled to love immeasurably! And I saw that God was good! Creating woman for man!
The cancellation of bus 147 passing near La Paz Hospital smelled of hydrogen peroxide. He estimated the noise of the galleries of St. Augustine College when it rained. This wind will sweep everything away because the wet birds tell me that you have endured the day.That's what I'm going to be in front of runners and backstage runners. So much contact and mingling with the women of the city has made us effeminate. The men go up with hoods with feathers and making selfies of the mobiles. 
JUMPING IN TIME I go out to the street and through my portal the crazy Alcobendas known as the Parakeet and taken into account by the people and puts a sharp finger on the lips, and tells me - LOOK, TO SEE WHAT YOU SEE.Pass a car down the street and hear the fire of his music "I'm leaving alone." When we got home to eat two Indian girls behind our steps, they were laughing at an affair of an acquaintance: "TE MATO, TE MATO, A TI, A TI ... JESÚS. 
The EMT bus on the 27th should go through Alcala to Plaza de España for how well these drivers drive through La Castellana. GOD CARRIES OUR DRY BRANCHES to our house plants. If you have not seen the bus why it runs over my bridge (the invisible) ... as a shadow (as it is already visible) I take off the blue sticker on the front seat of the intercity bus that goes to Alcobendas and I put it in my bag BoSiffia for the reverse not for the face. It is the big sticker of CIEGOS Person Mobility Reduced. Pass by the cross of the Dominicans and Alcobendas is closer. Back the chapel of Carrefour.
There are many love shenanigans in the palaces of La Castellana.Where to occupy so many women who are not from Al Andalus but in the jobs. HER If I find a woman better than you'll get it for me. IT ALREADS LIKE the crisis with time People are very bad in Madrid, faces are seen, the crisis has been like a cancer and a plague, / has left many people in despair. We are very many in Madrid and malimentados, / we never see the same in the same place but if you noticed IN A YEAR you will see for a week all his similar spiritual monads in many others by Madrid. When you are in need of something, and she offers it on a tray, that is the good choice.
Dribbling benches on the sidewalk in front of Calle Martínez Campos 47. The bus 16 of the EMT goes through Salas street when turning in the Castellana for its destination.
There are men who live happily and healthily without knowing it, but this is not MY MISSION, but I need it. 
PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION Everything I read I owe to Public Transportation. I have taken up to three stops to read Divine madness.
THE PLAZES OF THE PEOPLE The exchangers and the subway stations have been made with care. We enjoyed it in Madrid. 
THE LESSON We were in a circle talking at the stop. The doors opened and everyone ran separated to sit in the seats. 

DE MADRID 
I know the breathing of the traffic lights. 


THE QUICK ENTRY METRO STATION 
Cuzco M (14,32)

45 minutes is the maximum one can hold in the quieter room.

BILBAO METRO STATION 13/1/16 M (10.30)
In the silent passageways of the L1 fork with the L4 there was a castaway with a seagull playing a Spanish guitar. Inside the wagon directs Argüelles an insomniac CantayNoLlores accordion.

THE WORLD CRISIS
We are going to finish like in Taiwan, / the one that is working in the skyscraper of North Castellana will be saved.

TO THE EXIT OF THE METRO It
is not begging to hand out leaflets.

FALL A COOKIE, BLOW, AND WE GIVE IT TO SOMEONE
The Labor Collaboration.

WHO It is
Hat, shod manes and keys to the belt behind.

HOW I MEET IN THE L3
Like the one who studies in the subway going to a test in the Complutense.

Have a good day
for two minutes I'm leaving Because he left a little later.

WE ARE ANGELS
And if God wants to make us little birds. And a poor little bird piu piu-piu piú!

MY HOUSE It
was a person who went upstairs in the dark / when he brought food home.

IS FEELING / NOT FRIVOLITY
Kissing or making love is nothing serious if done right.


THE TIME-AY, GOD MINE, WHAT HAPPENS



DO YOU THINK THAT IT CAN NOT HAPPEN THAT ON ADETERMINED DAY BY THEM, all the elevators will fall and ... I prefer not to count it for very man that I am

Put the SPEAKER'S CORNER next to the drunkard Socrates bearded perennial of the gray coat of Enrique Larreta 12. MI MERCEDES, IF A MAN DECIDES TO LOVE A WOMAN IS FOREVER AS GOD.

for someone to open a can back neither MAN MÄS BEAUTIFUL ISAW IT IN MADRID CEDER THE SEAT CEDER THE SEAT CEDER THE SEAT THE MAN CAME HIM WORKS OF MERCY EVERYFRIDAY, THAT EVERY FRIDAY IS AS THURSDAY, AND EVERY THURSDAY AS MONDAY _________________ SITUATIONS The Tranquility. The fear. The fear. The anguish. We seek God. I want it and I will get it. All the years of my life. BUT I HAVE DECIDED TO ENTER THOSE PARTS OF MY LIFE THAT HAVE BEEN IN THE SHADOW.

I ARRIVE TO THE POINT ONE RAIN AND I PUT THE GOLD RING that Jesus was crazy that I was crazy ... this writing is painful I have alreadybroken two bulbs THE TIME -AY, GOD MINE, WHAT HAPPENS._______________ I TOLD MERCEDES That kiss that you show me, leave now mercaduría and economic spoils, take my heart.


EMTA
s dan
the 
buses 
stop at the bus stop. 


THE ARTS IN FUTURISTIC INTUITION The infatuation will depend on the television images and the cinema. We will fall in love according to the profiles of actors. Then it will depend on the buendigno or evil role that the beloved do. Therefore, as I do not see images or influence me the advertising posters, I do not know which square I will be in, or who I will look for. If above exists telepathy in the arts can be very original.And each age has a role being the one of Wisdom the one of Old age.

AFTER THE SUN / RETURN TO RAINBOW They will move down the long corridor of the subway car looking for Spartan men to stand by.
In the stationery of my Humanist neighborhood next to the Church of San Lesmes where my son Javier buys the chuches I have seen a mud bank with the motto "save today and spend tomorrow".
The man passacalles / it can be crazy that it assails you in your stabilized foot.
Mirror Mirror Where are men's men and women accessible. Give memoney I'm coming, you do not move, I'll draw you later. THE GREAT LABOR BROTHER Testifying all of the disciplinary faults of others or others.

A shadow of passing light, / like a leaf falls. I can tell you what the face of the undertaker looks like with those hands like claws with long fingernails running the wagon-a-wagon-to-back on the green L5, the gravedigger forwards, / the gray-eared burier. train-at-each-station-change-of-wagon until arriving at Las Ventas, and I changed the train.THE AMBULANCE MATADOR by the Castellana. The Asians sit on the benches of the outer sanctuary of the Bernabeu to contemplate so much white bliss. If you take the third, you go through the BocadeRiego, and you enter the Key Office. 
THE PEOPLE WHO WORK / WITHDRAW AT THESE HOURS The working people return tired on the train at 9:30 pm, she has not yet eaten or knows if she will have more strength to shower before falling down in bed, and not is for foolishness, and fears the pain of the early morning. But either he sleeps badly with nightmares of what has not digested his brain of the day or is more made to life because his safety is real. It is the smell of the holy sweat that permeates the meter to Esas Horas. The working class benefits the Collective. The working class does not distinguish between classes. The working class does not throw in the towel. The working class is ready for anything. The working class is the most natural. The working class is the sexiest.

The working class is the most serious. The working class is the one that raises the country. The working class is the one with the fewest vices. Go to those hours when the working class returns home and you will see good people. But the working class must not be stabbed in rags.

The mauve has the same color as the clothing of the Christ of Medinaceli. When I was crazy I looked like this Ecce Homo. 

THE SUITCASE THAT STOPS AT THE END OF THE METRO STAIR .

It seems to lie the paranormal instinct of the women before the semen non evacuated. They all asked for semen, which I had not given you. If you fuck your girlfriend, but do not run, and then you go and get into the subway, everyone will want your cum. They smell it invisibly at wagon distance. Before you get to the station you were already hungry waiting in the seat of the train. To fuck they are two days.

Because science at the stroke of easy-to-use tools like the condom, is already giving a prophylactic sense of life. In a world where you use the mobile and the ATM, who reads the bills, but what will you tell me of true love. It happens because everything is lighter as a dream and a nightmare. It seems untrue that a crucifix of Jesus can have so much force in the individual imaginary but is to give against the whole system, a world that you will not convince, and less drag behind your Ideal.

But at least we will remain the beauty.
But science fails.
And running mad is not beauty.

Friendship and enmity with large business areas and people of Madrid, / come winter . When the night comes, they take the sick from the Hospitals. The city of Madrid is not pretty because everything is made to survive, / this is going to be the Hecatombe. All the people in the firing / shutting the shutters suddenly. As in many places in Madrid I did it and I do not go anywhere in the city that acquaintances recommend me. The people of Madrid are redoing the houses inside and are getting very clean.



HOW MUCH GOD THERE IS TODAY!



How much God there is today! They are born / have them here in the city consuming at all hours.
I know I'm going to die sleeping, that force will come as big as a Heavenly Bread in the room to look for me (28 / xi) ...

The man has dependency to be placed with some woman. It had been a long time since I had seen so many poor people M (15,30) and in bus 106 A VICÁLVARO.

On the wet night,
are the streets of Sales
about twenty-thirty
full of souls in pain.

Look at the slaves running down the subway stairs.
Look at the models.
Look at the blind man running with his white cane.

THE ALMUDENA CEMETERY
Toñi told Mamen "... one day we have to walk here, I swear that in the Cemetary of the Almudena there is work at Punta Pala." And when they were there, surrounded by tombs, the sugar raises Toñi and almost gives him a heart attack. The worst day of his life .

That clear and crystalline light of autumn that shatters all the objects of the city. I would like to be a tired man of town sitting on the veranda of the People's Square. Above the light of the River Bar there was a parrot known for its flirting with the Alcobendenses. Your physical aspect  integrated in Madrid  does not depend on you  but on the gods. 

Your good job, /  has rewarded you with a good girl. I swear that the most beautiful thing on Earth, / is the carantoña with a woman's kiss, / I'll always look for it, / the mother woman looking for me. How many times have I comforted a woman in her tears by public transport in Madrid. What you have on your grill tonight to confit with the fatigue of work. How to put a woman into sex to understand and wake up. How many buses are now at the end of the stop, / all picking up at their houses, / at the end of the day of the Almudena (9 / XI).

I have a God
who guides
me, leads
me and brings me. 



IN THE METRO WHEN THERE IS NOBODY INTERESTING



OF THE CRISIS 
When they shake the tree they
shake for all,
and must be endured.

EL Wherein you told me that if I was not at FAnFAN you gave me fresh food. For some of us suspend judgment, and we think not of this, nor of what we have. Those who wear rings in their noses see them as farm animals. The TOLO of sex in Gayarre. In Madrid he breathes very badly, / and goes with his mouth open. Stupid ads like What makes your tranquility, Who makes your mobile possible, and the problem of groundwater hammering the usual passengers of the metro station El Carmen, and why they mess with people like that. And the Errejón is the JamesDean de Podemos: He got inside the Glass Recuperator and disappeared.

I do not like what you hear about the city, you are very good parking in your neighborhood, you should start throwing the ArcosFrontales of the NuevosMinisterios for having let the officials throw the statue of Franco as Stalingmadrid operation, and what is what makes you turn out to be useless standing with the demand paper in the employment office when big cars have a lot of shiny nose. I feel worse the rancid sluts of Las Tablas than the cosmopolitans of La Moraleja. And circumnavigate through one of the main streets of Alcobendas.

It is a passive feeling
that when you become active
is hatred.

I do not like what you hear about the city, you are very good parking in your neighborhood, you should start throwing the ArcosFrontales of the NuevosMinisterios for having let the officials throw the statue of Franco as Stalingmadrid operation, and what is what makes you turn out to be useless standing with the demand paper in the employment office when big cars have a lot of shiny nose. I feel worse the rancid sluts of Las Tablas than the cosmopolitans of La Moraleja. And circumnavigate through one of the main streets of Alcobendas.

It is a passive feeling
that when you become active
is hatred.


THE TRUECA I am
going to laugh / I am going to dance
I am going to live / I am going to enjoy I am
going to live my life / lalala ... and he died

IN THE METRO when there is nobody interesting I have nothing to do.The METRO gives a push and goes from one station to another. It is already here, has already arrived, the Apocalypse of Madness and Old Age, stop it anyway.

When you are asked by Madrid for a street, / and you do not know, / you look at it in Callejero de Madrid. I see in the square of Olavide how easily God gives thanks to the Spaniards. In Madrid he falls asleep, / and is the worst place to sleep. They thought that the semen of the men of Madrid was available for all the females. It runs along the sidewalks, / not on the causeway to catch the bus from La Castellana, / and they are already two at the Cuzco stop. Sometimes by a small deviation of a profile an individual of the big city can be actor of Hollywood but I do not understand the success of the Penelope Cruz of Alcobendas. I must be a classist because I have never liked entering the bathrooms in the employment offices, although I did like the sacrificed courts.

The death rolls on the throats of the young loggers of the Mercantile Registry. If a woman knows a negative male phenotype for her she is telepathically transmitted to her gender in the public transit means of the people. I found the esperpéntica shadow of my enemy René by the street Jorge Manrique that came from the Residence of Students. 

When you do not value more than the amount of money you have and you have to die for it, everything is lost sings the Romanian saxophone in the subway Cuzco. But it is clear that the game that is taken is that of Big Brother: take you down to the ground you step on at that time. A satisfied who knows that it is not true his position of the sense that gives or tries to give to his life, as if all will carry dolls stuck to the ass. / Take for all so many needs, all are harassed with the multiplicity of receipts that arrive to them from the bank , but how many attractions for those who live in the great city, and how to go unnoticed because goodness should not become invisible, / wisdom is hidden before such folly tired of swimming countercurrent will not do more on the surface. And he who falls into the well of his thoughts stays once without playing. 

In the Apocalypse of the beautiful world I will attend to the flowers that have been saved! We had these faces of having to submit and condescend to the ugliness It is not feminism what they wield but ugliness ! And women with respect to men poison their ears among themselves!  We must dress well and be handsome because we can meet Jesus Christ down the street, and certainly not wear a track suit.Well look what you want that I am not in your hands, / but also I say touches and catches precious Mercedes. Those sores of Christ that open in solitude, writhing my head firmly on the tree, / the mercy of the man who no longer believes in women having tried enough, / and if you do not like your neighbors mudate, you will have new ones in Colonia Jardín.

We move bodies but it is the dark shadows of Zampo's graffiti that move it all. They with their heels and they with the cuffs of the shirts pulling forwards, the Apocalypse has already arrived, there is nothing more to see how ugly has become the people for Madrid, a slow and heavy angel do not see what I I have converted, and although after I died I play the role of little bird I will.



THE TITAN OF THE TIC-TAC



the sixteen
shelter of seventeen

I CAN NOT BE ANYMORE
! (31/8/15)
Jesus tells me to give them up for lost. Let the apocalypse come already. Let him no longer speak. M (13,16)
- You are with me.

16 = JORGE
16 = REFUGE OF THE 17

THE TITAN OF THE TIC-TAC
I have asked in the chapel of the Seminary of San Damaso
May God make me Immortal.
I will always.
I'll ask for it whenever I go.

16 less than or equal to 17 .
THE APOCALYPSE
Jesus is of the sign Scorpio
of 31 / x M (1,07)

I HAVE LIMITS I am
now 54.
I got divorced at 52.
At 56-58 years I will finish.

The fence of darkness is closed over the city.
There is no street in Madrid that I do not enter into it.

I have determined to enter the dark parts.

At Tres Olivos I transfer to another train. Valme LA VIRGEN DE LA PAZ of Alcobendas. In the way of giving the ticket I know I do not have many! Machines moved by men! When leaving the ambulatory of Jazmín street to take the recipes of four medication bottles of Risperidine MABO Oral Solution DR. ARTIACH that administered me quintumestralmente 2,10 Daily dose, an elderly man with a cure looks for me on Arte Street. 

With these preo-white shades of white clouds, dark glasses and gray lights ... YOU CAN WRITE IN MADRID WHAT IS WANTED FROM THIS BALANCE.

Today I saw a cute girl with a baby carriage getting on the bus and with a bra on her tits that made clear in white letters the word Broken.Society suddenly becomes rare./ They become rare./ Nothing could be left to me perplexed./ It was not born for glory when the cost of time is not granted. Let's go a day and two minutes ahead!  One can fight against evil, and at the same time go on living his progress in virtue and in the way that he has to go. We miss a minute  

My God is lost in the Far Space, / maybe I'm Old and About to Die, / when I dance I forget about the religion and I touch that my intimate God, I do not need of ideal that they make me see it in a different, dogmatists who tell me God is there and it is justice is like that, it is enough that once I felt it young and again it will return but it seems that only the old people want to sell me a Stone God, but He comes tonight to me to tell me who loves me, of course there are such black days that believing in God is difficult, but there are also bright days when his intellectual angels are at our side.Sign, I do not want eyes of terror, first of all I will be a gentleman! So many children going to school to understand this late! When I was a child, you could not see the hawks you see now. 



THOSE WHO SAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING



MAN SAYS
UNTIL HERE:
I do not pass by that way.

IT'S A MADNESS
They do not know what to do with sex.

YOU DO NOT ACCOUNT
Something to attend to.
You do not tell if you have no money.

TODAY I COME TO ANNOUNCE
The Third World War of the death of sins.
It will be given in Madrid.
It will be eternal because no one will die.

Before so much foreigner by Madrid 
we will make the paseíllo de Rabal
by the Bullring of the Sales.

The subway car
as the town square.

IN THE
APOCALYPSE Metro stations will be blocked.

DEATH IS ALREADY HERE
As I wanted to die
I said:
I want to die.
I woke up to Death.
Now come for me.
I have not yet said:
I want to live.
Now that I have the shepherdess Mercedes.

STEPS,
APOLOGIZE,
THAT GOD IS HERE
- Ehjem!

THE END OF THE STORY IS CHRISTIANITY . What happens is that we do not want to recognize it. And this is the apocalypse of evangelical truth and general insanity deep into hell. But Jesus will come now to preach I do not know what solution. It only remains to be saved or to fall: the swimming to strokes and by God not to look at the victims that are behind. But I am Miró. As I look back the apocalypse does not advance. But I will lose my eyes. Jesus will come and break the time. T

THE STATION OF PRINCE PIO is the mecca of drug addicts.The hipster on the subway stairs is like the Barbuda Woman.

It may be that on a hot day you suck blood by walking through the Castellana. LA CASTELLANA is the abscissa line. Bus 5 of the EMT going to Sol / Sevilla comes with white cap. How little grace you make of God!


CHANGE / SHAVING
With the change from four hot days to some fresh ones in the new week you have to look good looking.

THE DESTINATION YOU SELECT IT
Why a truck decides to cross a street in the city.

THE GOD OF THE COUNTRY HOUSE 
I want to bring God down from Heaven and that manifests itself in Madrid.
AND WHAT'S SUCKING!
Water.

THIS IS WELL
Because you are always surrounded by people

FROM ME
The passing angel.

The God of the Renaissance was dynamism, liberty, charity, tolerance and individual creativity, and I have to buy some yellow gooey shaggy Van Gogh trousers and some black moccasins from the Christ of Medinaceli . Why insane people always get involved with others is a recognition of their inferiority and impotence to equal in thinking and common sense to the rest of mortals. I put a sign in the main room with the letters WAITING FOR A MIRACLE and turned out to be prophetic.On All Saints' Day I will return to believe in You God.
No dead is dead, it continues living in our mind if we want and being ancestor and known benefactor. People die, go to Heaven, from there they see us and help us. If you are good the more people die and who knows you in the Judgment discover what you are and give yourself to help you. That would be the experience of the Holy Spirit coming down from Heaven. Humanity is drawn in a continuous line of stumbling and jumping. The world will continue after us. It's good to be good when you're dead. For what you can do. Even if they say that what you did not do alive do not make him dead. In the memory also of those that remain, your model and your example that you left. 



FROM THE SAME MOMENT IN WHICH I DECIDED NOT TO HAVE THE SAME TIME THAN OTHERS





THE CHRIST 
On October 23rd
33º of temperature?

THE TRINITY
THEM ARE THREE and I am 4.
IF
YOU COME, WE
'LL TELL YOU THAT WE HAD A LOT OF
LESS

JESUS ​​AT THE END OF THE WORLD WILL
NOT IT
BE?
WITH
US?
JESUS ​​WILL SAVE US FROM INSANITY M (12,37)
HOW WILL JESUS ​​HEAL?
SHANA, SHANA, SHANA, CHURCH OF 4 

_____________________________

RISK FOURTH GIVEN
WITH PRECIOUS
DETECTION.
_____________________________

THE WATCHMAN
- I will do to Your Image and Likeness M (20,50)

JESUS
Having Seen It Seen
Saved.

THE APOCALYPSE ,
THE TRUTH HITTING.
m (2.23-4)

THE MARCH MADRID:
THE MUSIC HAD USED
THAT IT WAS THE CELLS OF GOD
THERE
WERE THE WATCHMAN WE WERE WE WAITING FOR
ONLY THOSE WHO KEEPED PURE WAS
GOT IT
WAS A LAST PROOF OF GOD M (23,53)
WOMEN PROTECT MEN -RELOJ M (23.56)

DCA NATIONAL DAY
"(ACQUIRED CEREBRAL DAMAGE)"
"HAVE FAITH AND CURE"

JESUS ​​AGAIN RISEN TO THE THIRD MILLENNIUM? M (19,20)
AM I JUST THE CRAZY OF THE MAY 2 BOARD OF GOYA WITH WHITE SHIRT? "

The Sun makes Hash from the City.
Until I get the SUN REFLECTION I'm not well .
Being dies when it wants to be REFLECTED.

FROM THE SAME MOMENT IN WHICH I DECIDED NOT TO HAVE THE SAME TIME THAT OTHERS EVERYTHING COME BACK MORE COMPLICATED ...
THE LIGHT OPENS TO SPACE.
FOR THE FIRST TIME JESUS ​​IS OPENED 


At the moment there are no insinuations or provocations on the part of the women, they stretch their legs hair in the subway car of Madrid, the subway floor is a sacred temple, but I smelled sex worse than a dog, I will walk like a giant of 1  , 87'5 meters from the square of Cuzco, all the life subjected to winds we be serious so the women do no more than load the soul, and then when I thought about this passed a train without service under the Bernabeu. It is always they who begin everything and I have set out to cover them, because a woman threw a most valuable perfume on the head of Jesus, then Judas betrayed him and God gave him to death I'm going to have to talk about Madrid and Madrid and give the time to produce tremor.


OF THE MAN-WATCH 
I would like not to perceive such a disastrous reality and not to be aware of so much imputation to the incoherence, I would like to take a train in Príncipe Pío to arrive at the Moncloa and the Escorial, to leave the Devil imprisoned in Mount Abantos and to take refuge in the chapel of the Virgin of Grace when it is raining, and then a marathon in seven minutes to the Valley of the Fallen, 


The soul is immortal,
the soul is beautiful,
be at peace with the soul.

A man without a woman is like poetry without verses of rhyme. With that chubby rumble there are no seducers in the Madrid subway.
I worship God. And I run my hand through them.
Music is the food of love. There are many women who give importance to good sex. Men should show gender empathy and fuel the female libido, which is narcissistic in character. Love means knowing that you are someone special. And if you want to win a woman, well, of course there is tactics.
Ea, ea, ea, little girl,
do not cry,
let me raise you to the seventh heaven
to which you belong.

The moment I am going to enter the Cathedral, a yellow truck TDN - "I TELL YOU NO" goes back on the ramp. and I climb the other central ramp at the same time and at the same level.
IN THE DISEASE I NEVER SUPPORTED MYSELF.
YOU HAVE CREATED ANGELS ONLY WITH THE SPIRIT The Metro goes so fast that you look like El Cristo del Codo M (22,00)
PULSORES / SENSORES: YOU KNEW THAT THE SAME FREEDOM OF MAN FEELS ALL WOULD GIVE STEP TO MEN-CLOCK ... !!

I begin to rejoice when people appear on the metro station of Marqués de la Valdavia. Dawn with a sun of SCHIZOPHRENIA CAL. I will never wear the OLD POLE. It is very subtle like the edge of a razor the difference between a man and a woman when they visit the monuments of the City. YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO I AM I am the CALLEJAS.


ALL WOMEN SHOULD BE READY
I understand that those who fuck,
read books,
that's why I admit it.
Sometimes the air of Madrid is oppressive as if we lived inside the walls of the Public Treasury and a Military Barracks so we have to release the rope and take distance from them and the Banks that are their compressors. 

THE NEW GENERATIONS 
The young girls already know that they are going to marry three times.
OF SOME NEIGHBORS OF ALCOBENDAS
The murmuring envy, pleased with evil and disgusting, will accompany all miserable women. 


IN EVERY MASS
It is a Homage to Jesus.

THE DANCE
Any motive is good TO SEE.

Dear God,
I leave the world in your hands,
I beg you to serve me
to create a better world.
Amen.

ADOLFO SUÁREZ DE BARAJAS 
AIRPORT The distant echo of the plane that leaves Barajas, a gray sky with thunder, the thousands of cars run through the wet and radial roads necessary to get to work and from my terrace I see all this.
LA CHOPERA BAJA DE ALCOBENDAS
The most absolute disdain to the neighbors for the way of putting the City Hall the containers in the neighborhood and what grace still maintains to Alcobendas with a little inheritance of the previous mayor Jose Caballero.

WHY I STOP
The pretensions of a woman can be romantic and can be erotic.

THE SEX
Not that you put poncho, nor that you put on gaiters nor that you put pompadour because the churra I do not put there.

I MAKE LOVE WITH 28
THE POSTAL CODE OF MADRID
I made love with 28 years (at this point the numbers stop being written with letters), as I did not know how to do it,

THE CRISIS
Let's do what we want, we will not be careful with things and in our houses the garbage will reach the beds.
THE SYSTEM
The system conditions the amorous relationships of time, money and passion.

THE STATION OF CHAMARTIN My foot 
hurts, / to walk around Madrid, / and I found the fresco, / in the Station of Chamartín.
THE SKY OF MADRID
When I contemplate the sky, / of countless white clouds adorned, / from my central window of the bus of the Castellana, / accompanied in the seats of Argentines and Catalans.
IN RECOLLECTIONS
In the statue Juan Valera de Recoletos I remember my past love and less badly that the chariot of Gay Pride has passed.
TO THE MARKET GO EVERYDAY Every Sunday morning I was going to take a McCafé in the Plaza de Castilla and there I saw great women who looked like Gypsies and Colombians from the Mercadillo de Tetuán and I liked to fall in love with a Portuguese woman who took me back to Sao Martinho. Then I went to the Vips de Colón and I would take a Flake and buy me gift books for three and four euros.THE MALE The modest ones wrap them with the cloth, and the whores go in to kill the male. WE DO NOT LIKE WORK We work choking and suffocating waiting to pass at the traffic lights facing the Courts. I HAVE LEPROSY IN THE PITO So I climb this ladder of the subway. PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT SANTA Judica me, Deus et discerne cause meam
of people non sancta.
In the prison of the city,
In the cage of marriage,
In the asylum of the prodigals.
LOOKING AT THE CASTELLANA Here there are people who make a lot of money, taxi drivers not sure, lawyers with their judgments in a city of conflicts, and officials apoltronados. YOU KNOW WHERE THE VÁTER IS THAT I know the Parliament do not call those who visit us. OF THE WOMEN Really, I have not been chastened! THE CONQUEROR DON JUAN DE LA MANCHA Today you can not be a Don Juan because it is all computerized. Nor do you have to conquer because they open the doors for you.
OF THE IMMIGRANTS Immigrants are surprised that the Spaniards are so crazy and so meaningless! MY SMALL INTELLECTUAL WORK It is like being in the safety zone of the Ateneo's past tunnel.The Zutans of the learned house do not cease to be formed in the corridor of the cultural hall and in the labyrinth of scientific knowledge. Here, as in Maspalomas, the arrival of the black individuals and the paraterrestres is expected to receive them with sangria and limoná in the Paseo del Prado. Dianoética has been established very close to this Republican Masonry just in case. THE FEALTH The ugliness of the bachelor room. The beautiful works will make you beautiful.
THE CRISIS There are a number of people in Madrid when I come down the road, the one north, with a tension on the buses at peak hours on the way to work with the relative satisfaction that the crisis has not knocked over them. THE CIGARET Last minute, and one last cigarette before entering work. Coincidentally you always walk into the bathroom in the office after them, smelling the shit of the employees, you know who is having a bad time, and the toilet serves you to pray to Mecca.


THE RETIREMENT
These generations are so poor that they will not reach octogenarians.
PRESS NEWS
The crisis increases, mental health problems among children and adolescents.

God is always at our side, in the driver's view at the stop, on the way up the bus door, and on the shaving of those long stepping wolf's sideburns.  The ritual impurity of the floors through the city for not getting into the churches to be in tune with Him. Spirit, there is no contest nor no one messes with you, they let you fall and that's it! When you have wanted to go against a certain altar you have sat by the side resting, and filling yourself with specific weight, you can not do anything because the altar is inside your forehead pressing out and wants to leave, which would be annoying to annoy others.
MISA CHURCH SAN FRANCISCO DE SALES M (8,30) "Taste of the food of Jesus". WE ARE NOT INVISIBLES (there is this graffiti on the entrance wall to this church). PRESS NEWS Almost 700,000 children under 25 years of age neither study nor work in Spain.



THE MAN


THE MAN-WATCH


The time-clock was obsolete.
Then the clock-man made his own.

The watch man was like a Jew who if he settled in a neighborhood it flourished and if it moved away from him like burned earth the neighborhood wilted.

The clock-man had a star sphere and gave much life to his and his acquaintances as special.

The watch-man was a prophet who anticipated what was going to happen because he was in tune with the signs of the times because he was sensitive to the nuances of the social nature so he immediately caught the sketches that traveled the subway and the streets from Madrid.

If the clock man went to Berlin the wall would fall if the man watch by a Cadiz wind could not visit Gibraltar then this land still belonged to the English.

The same steps of the clock-man were like seconds and his thoughts established the rhythm of the conscience of the souls so it had to be clarified because as he was the others would be.

The clock-man was like a titan of crosswords in his head of dreams and intuitions that made him dizzy the days but when he was lucid he just wanted to contemplate the world and lie down to think about the bed.

The clock stopped because the times were ugly but there was the watch man to whom God gave him the hand and the rope.




Madrizeleño

31.1.15



EL VELAZ-QUEZ SITTING TO THE SUN IN THE MUSEUM OF PRADO II


All the lights on, looking at the dogs, looking at the bodies of the women, looking at the warnings of the city, envy is a sign of poverty, the poverty of Ibero-America looks a lot, legions of demons had to be reheated in their place until I look like a bad face / I think that you sleep a lot / I told the nightclub keeper of the men in black Alberto known in Verdi, how disgusting you give me politicians in your cars inflated in your category of superiors, and the mustache driver Attila was leaning-danced with a Colombian in the Panchoteca.

Be good at praying hail in the street / apologize for everything / that you do not curl up or out of the corner of malice / watch for the best for yours / all the visible have been confined / be gentle and good before that sexy, / disconnect with your goodness from this world / with your beatitude reaches out to others / seeks in your simplicity only to emphasize in goodness / your steps are those of the highest goodness / and your actions reflect it / and that is a good white man.


Do not flee in the fight, / and no woman catches you, / even if they trample you and trample you on the road, / stop already challenging women to sex, / they want to rise like two skyscrapers for them and group uncles they are like cowards, / do not want to have a crazy night with her although you can no longer with your sperm, / do not feel discouraged, / raise your head and look at Santa Teresa and the Virgin of Carmen in the full heat of July.


How women give themselves against the wall of what they have to deal with, a world named from the masculine is not so bad, they say that the phallogocentric perspective has been corrected, women want to rely on their sexuality and man is related to God Father as an impossible return to her uterus, this is the ethical difference of the two-the freedom to go-and the different sex of both, / today I like women, / the looks that I lower to women, like a whirlpool of dust, you always forget someone a shit in the bathroom, a scrubbing hands again, and every day I will fight-to work life and death.

How much shit / and I will die as shit / for you gold / for you the political power / for me the grace of the body / raise your head, you will rise / and you will go to heaven / for having disdained all this, that we have already reached happiness with music / teens-vague-comfortable-and little worked as if there had been no black slavery and Holocaust of the Jews, to me what do I care Lindsay Lohan-Paris Hilton-and all those celebrities of Instagram, all those slim-eyed little things with bad gesture-and serious, my body will be programmed my death, / away from me all those fat-and-fat women, I will dance giving thanks to God for life, I do not say I let God make the humans understand the clear things but give them a peace of soul,I am afraid to go down the street to lose my goodness / and monies are not to be missed.

Always stomping the Basques / if the girls talked so much why now old women are silent, / it is impossible the encounter between man and woman, / why the woman-mother is castrating, in married house you do not leave the dynamic ama-slave , he can not separate from it threatening that it does not occupy another place, and thus for our economy the space-time.

She whom we want to see naked is wrapped in artificialities, prison houses of them for them, they with their wrapped-enveloping body, / they are as encompassing / turn it upside down and how the man digests a woman.

One will never take the place of the other, / but she tries, / admiration is the first passion of all, / but I will never know what is and who is the other, / that object that by subjective is still free, / but we do not admire the division of the sexes or see them closed, but open and weak, / one consumes the other and does not leave the rest of God. The child had the rest that he had to grow, the old man only has to die and go far away / out of life / the world known to us.

For what it was she is an apparent type / with so much bike for Madrid this is going to look like Cambodia, / when you have bad thoughts / the brain runs, / and moves the skull, / and some stay up bald. There is no freshness of youthful goodness / only stiff-tailed young girls-cherries and old dried up / missing peasants in the city, too many substances additive in food have hardened us like cold sheets / have stripped our skin of spontaneity and graciousness / where remains a Madrid Gracil of fleshy mild chance and even the natural seems monumental. Those legs, and that blue-blue skirt, step brunette, I love you. I do much harm to women / because I reject them.


Here there is not even one dead more / Ciempozuelos city council convenes an urgent meeting because of the lack of space in his cemetery, when the police says I'm going to put you in jail is not a joke / are fourteen hours a day isolated in a minicell / the good thing was to put out the fire / what was good about hosts with the bad / no emotions but solutions / civil security in Madrid is overwhelmed by political events / I do not look good but you see me well / I had to take a Heineken to feel good again, / all pringados none is saved from being wrong, / and we want everything to live and follow its course.


The woman's power is questionable from the moment she appears a calm-beautiful-kind-humble-and self-confident, read the 50 shadows of Gray and want to piropeen, the black who told the driver the line 5 that had to work first, the woman is an admiration that lasts, the woman is not a goddess but it is an adverb of God, it is a mother child although she does not think it, tempered love place of rest and wrapping, / what has to to see with life Singles, / love and children, / what has to do with the middle age / should be that or knows the passivity, which comes to itself through the mouth of man, RIDICLES I laugh with others of them, naive it they want everything / but I will respect what is instituted in my wife and swallow carts when I arrive with the marriage.


We had second hand cars-then motorcycles-then bikes, and made the Kaos in town. It can happen without great prejudice for peace that men and women govern equally, / you love me ?, what question (s) of possible fulfillment can the encounter between the sexes or the sexes tell nothing / but I do not move away from the flesh-because we do not move away from the flesh, / flesh of flesh and flesh corrupted then it will leave the Singles / at the end of History and at the end of time the feminine will not come: Father, Son, Holy Spirit and Woman.


The Church with its joke has condemned to the Jews and the women, the ancestral solitude in which a woman can fall by not understanding a man, if we understand that the aunts are not worth a pepper, after the heat of July the loneliness of August , the Argentine Cossacks are like gauchos, / how Argentines look at the silver / and of so much heat although refreshing you have remained farmer.


You are already old / walks and shrugs like an old / where is the strength and courage of the young / your fingers are twisted trying to squeeze the pencil / the doll will crush you in the seat / the white beard of woolly dog ​​you get / the stomach looks like a swirl of currents and liquidillos / women for children and men for God, the courage with which a woman undresses and shows her naked chest without fear-and takes two steps forward, it is in the family where dismisses a person who is going to the other life, the chubby face of the face said he only liked young people, if there were more work in Madrid would be the ideal city, the most expressive Chinese likes the originality of Robert Mitchum and John Wayne.




IT IS THE MAN CIBELES!!


When the bipolar disorder ran out, the doctor said the following part: - An intense sense of effusion. - Expansion and intensity in the generous or cheerful affections Jose Manuel gave the manubrium very often leaving the bed lost of that chocolate-colored heat that flowed from its source intertwined. Because it has to be said of course always was close to the tender female and lit on the surface. Everything was out of date and everything was languid, why, it was over, who were the monotonous ones who covered him day and night! Enclaustrado in a single relation with the world what or who were the last blow that made him sad. 


Religion always lacerating in flogging and pity for the depressing world. These bible names of the cross and death, those perfect saints in the denial of everything for a God and a life in the hereafter! No cats or no milk! No circuses! He would be Columbus's flag man. Never again would I step on the Wax Museum. He would enjoy the attractive subway of Madrid and in love he would not even fall asleep with boleros.


It was not about being a superman flying through the Twin Towers. It was to attack the same percussion and hostile climate of Madrid. In SinglesMadrid had discovered the pyrotechnics to be an out of series and splash of happiness the relations. The crisis had made us even more pessimistic. Jose with a smile and Manuel with a wobbling walk would be the axis of the two golden balls of this purpose. But the heart has a rhythm! Do not leave it scattered in the Castellana! 


The women's wheel, the courtship, the infatuation and the illusion. But there was more, it was about being a star, and being famous for galactic, and special. To do this good for all. Show the Giocojondo Madrileño of the haughty kindness at the end! But from where his fountain flowed, what was the secret of being like that, think which, the hand of a woman who carried him from here to there, the hand of his mother in the origin that continued to carry him for the wonders of the world, the mind and ears to so many ideas and melodies against this figure! How hard and hard, and not to!


He has hit a team in attack, two doubles and three triples, and he has climbed to Cibeles !! It's the Cibeles Man !! But hey life has its rhythms! And he has opted for the one with the point, for the one with the arrow, which left without the back, and went through the Retreat!




NEED MERCEDES ON THE ROAD TO LEAVE THE SOLITUDE


AND ARRIVE IN THE DUTY TO 2.038-43

which frighten those who see them, and who draws me from me many times in order to be able to praise you more, that, being without me, I could not, my Lord, do nothing but re-cut these flowers from this garden, so that miserable earth to serve as a dunghill as before. Do not allow it, Lord, nor do you want to lose the soul that with so many works you bought, and so many times you have again rescued and removed from the teeth of the dreadful dragon.


Life of St. Teresa, Chapter XIV




THE END OF THE WORLD IN THE SALES SOCIETY


I came to a world where nobody sold or nobody wanted to sell anything. No one sold because nobody saw the sale. But if you do not sell, you do not live. You sell an image of man watch, the Pope sells the kingdom of heaven, you sell time and money, you sell intelligence and security, you sell love and the resurrection of the dead. The political act does not sell because it has won the votes, now it strikes the hardest hit on the uneducated, unprotected and cowardly people, sells a young body and sells an entrepreneur with its capital but I can sell to God for something visible and put a price, not because it is invisible, unexpected and free. God punish the evil salesman!


The one who sells things that are worthless and that are poison above! God punish him who sells his mother and his Son! We sell our soul oh yes for money! I do not sell because I'm not interested in money. The end of the world will come when the vulture goes to the Stock Exchange, when the value of the number and the money falls, when they stop selling things and everything is free. For many will not bear it, and it will be necessary to fill the barn with the clean and clear wheat, and fill the hell with merchants, merchants and millionaires! There are times when there is nothing more to see, nothing more to sell, only live to see the end of the world and the bad ones! And your interest will be in seeing where the sky is. Of course about Madrid. Come here and take your ticket for the show.




IN THE EXACT PLACE IS MADRID



To be and not to be in Madrid, / it is not the same / to be different time, / to be here is to be, / in the time of all things, / in the event of crossing streets / where different destinations cross, where the sun rises from a clock, / leaves the world in two, / and the air does not forgive the follies of the vagabonds, / before throws them into the bustle / and on a clear night the barefoot and throws the Manzanares / saint and sign in the Arch of Cuchilleros.

Madrid travels in a great way walking with the ascent and descent of Alcalá, crossing Neptuno that connects with the Retiro, the Plaza Mayor and the Palacio de Oriente and thus we continue until the Cable Car. Then there is the backbone of the Castellana, with its epiphany in Recoletos, Plaza de Colón, Nuevos Ministerios, and the Bernabeu Stadium to the Plaza de Castilla.

The fantasy phantasmagoria would place her in the Cava baja, the Viaduct of the Suicides, the Bridge of Segovia and the Gate of the Angel. The specters of San Isidro Cemetery roam the Campo del Moro. 

If I were told where the Heaven of Madrid is, I would say that it is in the Mountain Barracks, next to the Temple of Debod, looking at the Casa de Campo from the hidden Church of Santa Teresa, the Cathedral and the Basilica of San Francisco el Grande .
And the white moon of madness on Azca.
The Paseo de Recoletos seems to me the promenade of Madrid when the wind blows fresh. We fall in love when the sea breeze stiffens the Spanish flag of the Plaza de Colón. Then you can not wear a sea lion hat. Sunset at the Palacio de Oriente as on the M Malecón (21,07). And the Nautical Port at night in Príncipe Pío M (22,47). 
It seems that the km 0 is in the Plaza of Spain and that Don Quixote and Don Sancho Panza are going to cross the roads!

We want a miracle, that God appears on Madrid, and solve everything.
The living water of Madrid is the best in the world.
The most fashionable traffic light is in the Castellana at the height of the Bernabeu, which gives the Europa Tower with the clock in the form of a black coffin.

The Madrid Metro is very rough but very lively. There are very different and diverse people, it is very lively and has a lot of youth.
Before the Post Office or Ministry of Government, which was built to avoid the riots of Esquilache, was the watch whose custody had the Church of Good Success where the firing squads of May 2, 1808 were buried and opposite was the the first Madrilenian fountain in La Mariblanca opened in 1616 and whose statue with the works is now lost.
Madrid has two populations, one that breathes underground in a tense and suffocating manner and another that moves on land in a bus in a fast and insinuating way and the one that is walking have already left little breath.

If one hurries
down the steps of the Metro
encourages everyone to go faster.
And if he hurries them up, he
still deserves more credit.
If you pass
and you lose the Metro, the
better
I get.

And so in Madrid there are baroque to the tumult and there are many who speak clearly to the Aragonese and his words do not fall on a broken sack like the peripheral bullrings.

It was raining tonight in Madrid, I had a dream, I got up saying my God, I bless you and I thank the women you have given us, your last creation more perfect, that taking care of themselves, take care of us, children, trastosos, disobedientes and proud ... how loving you are, what attention you take us, you know or do not know, you have bet on it.

You can not explain how a city is without reference to the monuments that it has. Now Columbus is in circulation.
That they put the capital in the most excellent thing.
There is no-man's land and lands of transition. It has always been said that Madrid is hollow.
Madrid is the coccyx, the last bone of the vertebral column to attack from the back

How hard the life of chulapo in La Corrala makes me, to see if I give myself an air and I cross the fate of San Isidro when drinking in the Fuentecilla.
Madrid also has streets and brave sea waters.
Madrid with its chiaroscuro is beautiful,

You are in a white cloud and low Sierra as defined by Hemingway in Madrid. Madrid has sawtooth teeth. The tunnels have tongues and palates but la Castellana has always been close. A cloud covered them and a voice came out of the cloud: "Put them long rules."

Madrid is the breakwater of all Spain.
The people of Madrid are in labor in the street as the city by name is parturient.
Or you are free like the air and the wind that stirs Madrid.

We have the Puerta del Sol where we take the twelve grapes of the New Year months on New Year's Eve, where the Sun performs the function of the clock and resets our brains, and with each time change we jump forward and to back those of the center point to yield and recover the lost minutes, I would even say that we are in the exact place of the map mundi between the dawn and the dusk that always does it in the history by the Escorial, in a year finished and begun in 2 because there is also Luna.

Says the Cibeles, / tired of corruption, / tired of money, / tired of society, / tired of work, / tired of eating and tired of sleeping, / my life is to be fed up.
We can not ask that Real Madrid players as if they were barefoot brothers play once a year without boots but could well follow the custom of Jesus of Nazareth to wash their feet to each other.

Madrid has a very strange climate, it passes from the cold to the heat, in a pis pas and in each corner you get cold.
Of Madrid I do not trust, Madrid is of risk, of Madrid to the sky.
FROM MADRID TO HEAVEN,
AND HERE THE HELL
Goodbye, Madrid, you run out of people!

I strip naked
of the name.
The name
you put me
do not want it.

Spain is our chromosomal map.
Spain is the face of Universal Iberism.
Portugal its nose, Catalonia the ear and Italy the boot.
When he will laugh under his cheekbones Spain in the crisis, when he will articulate his muscles and give the smiley face, when will move the masseter, risorio and buccinator and when they will again caress the cheek Iberia.
But what Spanish bull is going to let kiss for Europe and a jump is going to take it swimming to the island of Crete and if it does not want this to drown well it is worth grabbing strongly to him.




ON THE GRAND VIA



"I've seen Jesus.
THAT IS THE SPIRIT

After going by the subway to meet Jesus, whenever I get home, I find the backpack with the small back pocket open. I am about to put a paper that says: THERE IS NOTHING.


Some nightmares
"We undress you, expose you in public, and take you where you do not want to."
Give me air
To heal you. "

This morning, when I wake up, I do not know whether, due to the breeze of the night or the night games of the cat Jifa in Javier's next room, the school play card with number 4 appears on the floor of the house. At noon to leaving the Chinese shop Rosalinda from Alcobendas to buy me some nautical blue dark Elche thrown from price turns out that Mercedes leaves the store with a price sticker on the instep of his maneletinas that puts 4 euros. I was born on the 4th of April 4th. "This four has a distant point in One”.

I've lost a thought. I pray to Saint Anthony and recover it in three minutes. I can therefore write it: MADRID IS NOT CLEANING says Mayoress Carmena. The street Nuestra Señora del Pilar leads to the Church of San Pedro where the Virgin of Peace of Alcobendas lies at the beginning of the year. And you leave this town on Libertad Street.

After the departure of the politicians, the departure of journalists, and then the artists ... all within the great city, closed the walls, without seeing horizons, and two or three more sorrowful news, is already, the social panic ... " ON THE GRAND VIA Two luxurious foreigners, who go to Primark,and they get into a McDonalds.

They are all accelerated. You like going for certain streets. It's spitting.

When are you going to be a venerable old man if you have been contaminated all your life, if you have not respected and respected you, and if you have not dialogued. The problem is that you can think that I am something of you. I must thank God that I am realizing everything. One in a thousand do not want to go with them. He has me in the peephole, moving his legs and changing positions, also moves fate.

Why There is always a pool of water in Goya with Lagasca playing the Beatriz Galindo Institute and the Confucius Institute. Beyond the Platea Gate there was a hook-shaped bow on the sidewalk. I like the hair of all women. I make side pictures of them in the means of transport and in the stops. An invisible HAE85ACH dies in Earth orbit as they attempt to land on Mars.

In Hacienda de María de Molina the water is not drinkable and the expected Reform of the Public Administration of Mariano Rajoy is feared. By law of the BOE the speed of bicycles on the sidewalks of Madrid can not exceed 10 km / hour and every cyclist should go with a helmet but does not meet the bike.

MADRID DE VIEJOS will push you to the ways of death. Collapse in the Commissaries of Madrid to renew the DNI giving the appointment for two or more months. One We can be the person necessary to change the world and people.


There was a little bird drinking water on the Principe Pío subway tracks that sneaked through the top window of the North Station. A gypsy singing "but that very well" with a Spanish guitar inside the subway car: "OR OPENS, ABRANTES, NIGHT AND STARS ..." Enter a fat girl with a black t-shirt that in the belly puts in white letters MANY BOURGEOIS. In this city we do not make ghettos because to all the sub-American and sub-Saharan ones we end up integrating them. There is a clear awareness of God in the people of Madrid.


You realize the most miserable life that is to be pissing, shitting and fucking like cats. You have to get into the menjungueo of the central corridor of the parade of this Recoletos. It suggests something playful and corporal Roman Circus and human Zoo. The metro in Madrid was full of bacteria and it stung everything. After witnessing the parade, Mercedes and I went to take Rabo de Toro, two tiger mussels and wine from the house to VIÑA P in the Plaza de Santa Ana.

The door of the Town Hall in Cibeles looks like a Tanatorio with the label CENTRO turned upside down. A dark blue executive tanning man dancing a left row ahead going to the College of Notaries.Beside me sitting in the subway car L10 direction La Granja a young man in a gray T-shirt with a black letter that puts M.

 La Chalana is next to this church of San Marcos near the Plaza de España where I see a girl on her knees praying with a pink T-shirt that on her back puts "TODAY WIN GIRLS! I see the 12 bus of the EMT in the Plaza San Juan de la Cruz doubling the racket of the Museum of Natural Sciences with the announcement SéoriginalyPunto. In the subway an old lady carries a shopping bag that puts La Vida Perfecta.

I ASK FOR MADRID The polite silence at all times and not so many eyes staring at the one who jumps "to assault". 
____________ WHO GIVES THE BAD NOTE IN THE CITY I look at this every day and they are actors and actresses of bad countenance, who want to take you to the space that you step on at the moment, with which you have to turn around and not let even look at you.LIGHTS LIKE PUÑALES IN MADRID !!

DO NOT LOOK AT THEM
DO NOT LOOK AT
Get out of them
And you pass.
They will look for you.
And they will push you for them.
A whole day without looking at them.
LOOK AT THE EYES
PATALEARÁN AND ALL
So that you look at them.
THE TIME IS ENDED I know that I have the time counted, and perhaps exhausted.
THE MADRILEÑOS
Of impossible causes.

I TELL JESUS
AND HE RECTIFIES ME
The being can not give more of itself than the physical that it has.
THIS CAN BE TRANSFORMED

The girl Pozuela 
knocks on the door to pass 

you open the bolea door 

and on it goes back there 

I push to leave. Before arriving by train to Chamartín from the North you can see a stroller in the tracks in the left margin of light green gray. Who are you waiting for? Arrival in RENFE to Sol. I'm getting an inspiration from the latest events in Fuencarral. Already in Fuencarral people more healthy and normal. GOD, do not hate. I change the HOUR Start my bad hour . I SWEEP MY LIPS I rub them with my right fist [but they're still sweating] THE MADRID LIP SCARS Like hot heart in the form of M.




THE AVEMARIES FALL LIKE THE AUTUMN LEAVES



Fallen hawks like autumn leaves, I saw a stumble in front of me in the Bernabeu and I wanted to stomp the invisible step that leads me to Ruben Darío, I carry the white bag with purple letters from Madrid when it rains, as an angel who treading the puddles, jumping the fences and sucking the plants, the wink of autumn sunlight will pierce the heart of the chest when I take the hospital with the white hairs of madness and it may be death by freezing in the Castellana as always with our parents' feet on the edges of the room.

We have always had someone to love whom we have not loved, a woman and a child, we could always dedicate ourselves to helping others, to love in truth, but we have not done that by collecting ourselves in a black, hurt and has locked us in the rotten wick of our hearts. We extinguish the selfishness of our wives, we extinguish the selfishness of our children, but we do not quench the trepidation and the glow of those soulless cars that play to be nine wolves behind the fawns. It does not look like his daughter or his wife and who she is, the one who accompanies the one who swells the wheels at the gas station. The days that you do not bring money come and the days that you bring money do not come, and so you go studying the women and the drunkards.


Come to see the faces of your bosses who are the goats of the Brown, your mother-in-law is tortured the voice inside, you already go from false family relationships, and people are dying out there on both sides of the road. The typhoon furniture is for the dogs that are meant on the stairs and I do not want a train armchair for my house.


The woman is more woman and the man is less man, and I do not see myself in the mirror of Jesus Christ if by this plaque one has to understand all the propitiatory reflections of the cloud of God, as if having faith in the best story told attracts all the graces of Heaven on who did and still enjoyed such a good reading that miraculous does not dare to decipher even the Encyclopedia Britannica where in our humility the saints are nothing more than proselytes and the people who worship them the sensitivity of so wonderful true. We should have faith that we are nothing, nothing happens and everything has a solution and intrinsically in God. I will sing the oases of Madrid, all the streets painful and lost for me, perhaps last night in the altercations of the dinner.

THE APOCALYPSE
THE KNOWLEDGE OF THE EVANGELICAL TRUTH, THE FAITH FOR ACASE, THE MADNESS AND THREE SUSPENSIVE POINTS ... 
THE KNOWLEDGE OF TRUTH AND DARKNESS .. 
THE SAME TRUTH HITTING.


THE DEATH OF JESUS ​​CHRIST IS NOT AN IDEA. In Heaven, No one is the first, No one is the last. Let God be, as He will, that He will be good.
WITHOUT GOD, NOTHING HAS YOUR MIND. We will see God in the best of ourselves, in the image and likeness of Him.
IN MY SOUL THAT IS BEAUTIFUL; GOOD AND IMMORTAL TO BE IN PEACE WITH THE SOUL.
LOVE GOD. WHO COULD LOVE GOD WITHOUT LIMITS! I would go everywhere.
I saw a POSTER IN THE METRO that put: The 7 Spiritual Works of Mercy: - To teach to the one who does not know. - Give good advice to those who need it. - Correct the one who lives in error. - Forgive the insults. - To comfort the sad. - Suffer with patience the defects of our neighbors. - Pray to God for the living and the deceased.


Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You're more freaky than some lollipops.
When the dawn light struck the top of Azca's buildings, I saw how absurd it was to crowd people in the skyscrapers, climbing up in the elevators and those tiny, square-meter luxury tables where the keyboard could not fit.
Madrid is a zero matrix, a vector and a table, of rows and three-dimensional columns so it is unpredictable who is left out and what will come out of the Sun's indignation . "Make the rules long. Many things remained in the shadows of my life, / now I have decided to penetrate your knowledge.

In the basement of the metro Opera is the Museum of the Caños del Peral. Poems anti-crisis in the basement of the metro Elipa. The locals go from using the escalators of the subway.  Or on foot or by elevator.Line 1 is the worst smelling subway.
The stamp of the paternal statue of urine of the Homeopathic Institute Hospital of San José. That crazy old woman asking the bus of the 27 by the street Green Coast. We're not going to see Orense's broken maid because you're a tostona. I have just had surgery, / as a teenager, / of the cleft lip in La Milagrosa. I have that defect in my lip for what I was going to say.
GRACIOUS EMOTICONS WHATSAPP eztoyaLlli = I'm there before 1 eztoyaLlli
Pajarero noises in the subway. The old communists, with the black cap of Astrakhan, of the Elipa stand like the devil. The popular arranged bus stops and entrances and buses are now tidying the markets and shops of Madrid. There is nothing more deplorable than eating in the subway and means of transportation.


La Cava Alta and Plaza de la Cebada are very Christmas-like settings, Lina Morgan is no longer at La Latina Theater, pineapple is Christmas dessert and Barquillo Street is the most precious place to go and give to the Bank of Spain.

Autumn leaves are falling now. A bright morning plumbs over Chamartin Station. The bus that comes early in Estrecho when we are waiting with cold at the stop is like a Mercedes.

Sometimes there is like a hollow explosion inside the subway so that we realize all of how stupid we are . The problem in Madrid is that it leaves no room for Aphrodite, who suffocates in the tunnels of the subway, and wait for her presence with the full moon on the Manzanares when the sun warms and tans us in the afternoon and the wind calms in the trees, and gives way to serene and playful night. The canvas of Venus coming out of the sea foam in the Prado Museum and the tapestry The Hours come to receive it in the Royal Palace of Madrid.The Vengeance of Venus on the Sun Gate that sees only a woman when she should see all of them with her light.

The clock of the North Station goes an hour and 28 minutes ahead Trapped by the sanctity of sweat in the costumes of Real Madrid.


THE LINE OF 10
LAS 14,23
At which time we will see Christ.
That's why we eat so late.
I'll see it a minute before.
Because my minute is not from here.
Or maybe, yes, a minute later.

THE PLAZA DEL PUEBLO IS THE WAGON OF THE TRAIN

You can not get into the wagon and face standing with those who are sitting.
As if somebody should die and leave your seat free for you. 

The time of the crisis comes in force and the era of Nadal, Alonso and Obama goes out. It lost consciousness of good and bad of what is right and what is wrong. She is believed to be able to make sexual object of someone, / put your feet on the seats of the light meter of the Tables .He stumbles while walking / walking on the cell phone.
THE LIGHT FOLLOWED ARRIVING
because I can read
because I can walk
and compose poems
and because I can tell
it all went crazy
Feel that they want you ...
If it is true that God came to Earth / they would kill Him like that.




EVERYWHERE ONE LOOKS AND ALL EYES MEET



The metro cars look like those of death we see that with the crisis can no longer if in my face took written Plaza de España that Chinese would go with me to the dance tonight at the Gaviria Palace and meanwhile the metro guard would look for the platforms to another and it is good to stay in the box of insurance in the parchís, I am fed up with all this culture of approval that numbs us and does not solve the last aspirations of the National Auditorium and the Palace of the Opera as when on a night in a summer cinema of Cercedilla the girls back to the cottages huddled me whispering in my ear next to the train tracks if I had liked What the wind took.

Everywhere one looks and all eyes meet. Repeated in love I see sparks in the seats of the Cercanías. All things go well for us when the voice of the beloved passes her robe over them. A man must be a brave damsel who proves that it is more than two balls often inflated and a huge pirindola if it is that with that can be considered well adorned to roll for the days of the world.

We will also have our flower pots and they will not be able to water theirs! We will have to earn them in education and manners! Here I am falling because we are in this far below them! I met a woman who wanted to not be alone and wanted to be accompanied by a funny man. You're a man, my love, he told me! Well at least that's what they would tell a few of us that we did not even clean. A cheerful man who risked saying what he felt, full of sense of humor and wisdom at the same time. Who hunted him!

God continues to give two and three happy chances and chances every week. And there is the world full of beautiful women who come and go! Without mistrust! A star guides you to a better life! And if you are a fisherman why not take the bait, and you are going to throw the fourth or fifth ideal woman on the ground, and if it is a spiderfish, you can get rid of it beforehand! You will always play with the time you are going to dedicate them: They want love and sex, money and a lot of time. You can not miss this.


One is already warned that love is over. The world has already gone mad we can choose to maintain sanity. A good person will always have a woman by his side. You will choose! What would we do without women! But of the ugly Frankenstein who bitter the life God will free us of them instantly! Alaska and all the older single women believe that with their gear they can change to the trajectory of a subway car!Women will not allow the destruction of the world, because they are the mothers of the world! The crazy and suicidal march of society,   they will regenerate it! The Eternal Feminine has more strength and consistency than the trousers of a metro security guard! Make-up and jewelry adhere wives and chains! Two types of keys, the ones that give you to open and those that close the door and corner. A lot of divorces!Are there any free people left? Women are very woman for a man. She's going to come back! She's already here, waiting for me, I do not know where!


Your partners come and go. But love remains if you choose to keep it in your sacred heart of Jesus. But having faith in love does not mean having faith in that other person but in our ability to love intensely knowing that the person we love today can disappear tomorrow. In the end, that's why love exists so that one day we will become Him. And everything that happens from then on will show us the extent to which we are Love.

Love and do what you want. That's why love can be hell. And also the sky on Earth. It is worth investigating the two situations. A blessing from God that is not constant is not a blessing. I have always recognized that I am a small thing. He gave me everything! In fact, it is possible that God has sent someone to learn to discern, to avoid something and to teach us what to keep away. She Mercedes is sent by Him.

Things come when you are ready to receive them. She is desperate to find her man, she becomes jealous, she gets angry, she wants to control him and she wants to have children because she gives her rice.When the shortcomings in me have become extinct is when the desire begins to burn more intensely. Experience teaches you to make better choices. If you see opportunities that are not worth letting them run and you say no to propositions that are not reliable! And a franc yes to those that are worth it! And then they say that the woman like the guitar has to be tempered before touching it! And to the man the woman nails the lace directly and gives it to his feet before entering into the relation.Getting a man is your goal! Well now they are worth very little. 

It is not I think then I am but I am in contact with God therefore I am.She follows the illusion of masses but not the truth. She goes to the movies with the child and does not worship the gods in the church. 

I run away from the city's traveling exhibitions. My life is complete. I have all the time in the world.


THE METRO We noticed his presence on the side. We observe the patience of this world. I accompany women through the city. There are many women willing to welcome me into their homes. And God gives me good time
THEN THE SHORT DISTANCES COME
The distance of looking at men and women is 100 to 50 meters everywhere.
Some give hugs,
You give glances to women.
And if they look at you,
resist.
SOME CRUJEN AND OTHERS ARE OF RUBBER
Women are like extendable beds.
CHURCH OF SAN JOSÉ
At Mass you do not look at the girls.
My God
, what a crowd of men and women!
OF POSSESSION
When you deny God,
the effluvia of the underworld,
ascend by the root of your feet.
Your fate decides in bed. Who you put into it. I'm just like a shadow to her.



AND TWELVE BELLS SOUND IN THE CHURCH



You want to go through the middle
of the sidewalk and dodge
the people and you will find
one like you
and you will give it to him.

And if you do not have teeth, /  talk / when they do not look at you.

Your world
is disgusting.
Your leisure
a fun.

To live more than ninety years we must breathe the air of Painter Rosales and if the story of Jesus does not enter our homes we will not understand our role in life and it is true that people can not with their sins. Today I have the Holy Spirit on me and I can tell you that All those things that are said of Jesus seem to me to be a shame, but it deserves to be said that and much more because there can be no peace with the sharp ones that we are and rare is the one that does not live in the absence of style of goodness, in tune of falsehood and propagation of lies.  This Real Madrid has eaten the city, Cristiano Ronaldo is not a good example for children, we have other things to offer or other examples to imitate and we get difficult our days.

It seems to me very well that the Brotherhood of La Virgen del Silencio is placed with a Bethlehem in front of the Sexshop of Atocha 80 because all those garrisons of the night alter us then the dream.

Because in my pillow of the Barrio de Salamanca you had hands as beautiful as the legs you are the maenads, clodones and mimallones and thus the semen came out bourrée and in minuet like bubbles of the champagne and stained the windows now that it stops raining and you that like female in gigue filled with gifts at home that were not the child.

So the houses are full of squatters and the streets are full of air.Soon the language tells you closed, it is finished and no, and then you are alone and older. Because you have to command, eat and earn money. The girls of now are worth less than the fifty and they do not look like women and the uncles are bald and aged like ruffians of pirate films by the meter so how are you not going to be handsome in Madrid if all are horrible and do not have a beauty atom

 The worst thing is to have to wait in a Notary with a perfume of one that you do not like. As my mother-in-law never took her eyes off the ground in case she found things that others lost, I put a shining penny on the stairs when she came to eat on Christmas morning.

On Montera Street they buy gold and women from the street getting closer to the Puerta del Sol, which is a family environment, as well as Plaza de Colón and Nuevos Ministerios are a national setting . I'm thinking if it's good to throw caramelitos papers in the buses and waiting rooms to give work to someone and even fuck brown to give work to some security guard.

In the Lower Chopera are those who donate blood (17,57), if I could get inside a computer and disappear (19, 15), someday I will have to write about the decadence of the middle class (19,17) and the nullification of the working class so that it would not overcome it in such a way that it could give the callus and work one to keep his family in the passive class.


It always seemed to me that one people looked like another, and that some of them were part of others, and that way I became acquainted with human nature, but my interest was not to become a con man but to discover the truth. 


(THE POINT) THE PUNCTUALITY
I have to look for the streets.
But it's a day of trouble.
I stop coming.
And people stop coming.

There must be time
God bring us M (10,26).


ROARING THE SYNAGOGUE
The Jews are the most precious children dear to God M (11,14)
THE DEVIL SAYS TO ME
What you say.
Come on, you're good.
Good M (11,54)
AND TWELVE BELLS SOUND IN THE CHURCH
Come on two minutes (like the two TOC-TOC of GOD's staff).
M (12.00) Oh, God , to
God!

OF THE WATCH MAN The Chinese are trying to make another like me. I copy all the movements.

APOCALYPSE OF INSANITY
"For they have heard of the word and believe not, therefore they are condemned."

I HOPE YOU ONLY ARRIVE TO THE SMOKE OF HOLOCAUST
(spinning round and round and round ... so will be the Apocalypse of Madness) -
seize the Land of Faith


ZERO FAILURES,
ZERO DEFECTS

TIME UP TO MARCH 5
We've won a week.

THE APOCALYPSE
The SISTER of MERCY is already here




THE SATAN OF RISK IN MADRID OCCIDENT


The military and political genius of Satan is immeasurable and incredible. It is a genius of the Retreat that has declared war on the Almighty.

How many young Madrid victims of fatality!

Evil triumphs in the world and will triumph forever. Maybe not.

Satan is nothing but the absence of light.
Unhappy beauty
that by proud
does not want to be divine.

Satan is the beast that we all carry within, which we must recognize, chain, so that it does not dominate us and go out. This is the cross on high.

The devil in which Jesus was going to turn with the Apocalypse / seized me ...

She brought out her demon (with her words) in the discussion, and invited mine out (gender abuse and murder) ...

WHEN SATAN COMES TO TAKE CONTACT WITH THE HOLY SPIRIT
A devil stuck and adhered to a minute of the Holy Spirit to get chop.
THE QUINTUTRINITY WITH THE MAN-WATCH AND THE DEVIL.
A Devil who follows you a week behind (delayed but coming) if you wear the watch of God ...

I do not rule out the intervention of the devil in my life. But now it is very far behind several shrouds. I do not even notice it. Of course I do in the demonic countenance of someone on the subway ladder. But I will not go out palisading down like El Cid to battle after he died ...

The wolf Diablo must be silenced with bats on the muzzle even though he shows his teeth and ends up finishing him with bats on the head. But all with the pardon of Papini for the possesos of Éeel and without the Apocalypse of Jesus.

There is always the witch-witch cult of Satan. The reality of the covenant and the diabolical aid is a certain thing (Note from Jg: from my father).

GOD = Supreme Good, Supreme Beauty, Absolute Truth, Perfect Justice, Maximum Purity, Uncontrollable Power, Unextinguishable Love, Glowing Light, Unconceivable Bliss.
THE DEVIL = Extreme and Desire for Evil, for Impiety, for Blasphemy, for Filth, for Powerless Rage, for Sorrowful Hatred, for Darkness of Darkness, for Everlasting Despair.
Angels = love and benevolence.
Demons = hatred and envy.

Everything is simpler with God. But the devil creates false gods of statuettes with effects of doing good and evil. But well in exchange for more evil.

The Devil teaches little by little to deny God. At the same time he opens the abyss to the feet.

Sow evil and pain, drill, break, deceive, seduce ... astute, perverse, cruel.

If the devil came for a hug, but I must not trust, he will kill me.




PSALM 74 OF THE PAIN OF THE RESURRECTION



AH ALCOBENDAS 
There I.

SALIMOS MERCEDES AND ME
Let's see how much nonsense we see.

Women have the same need as male cats. 

THEY ARE MONOTEMATIC WOMEN WITH THE THEME OF LOVE
Live from it.

PSALM 74 OF THE PAIN OF THE RESURRECTION
You see the white ships 
above the Land 
and the Shadow (s) of the Cross 
                              of Christ. 

AT 4 IN THE TANATORIO
Yes there I see you.

You have seen the deer harassed by seven or nine dogs, so I saw myself in an Outbreak of Locos on December 15, and if you want to hit someone, go to Cervecería Santa Barbara de Alonso Martínez. It will be because of the chemical alterations of organisms.


THERE ARE PLANNED MINDS FOR THAT MICROTRABASES 
Because employees do not develop anything during the trial period. That is why the precariousness of wages. They fight desperately. They do not know how to assert themselves. And the one who is proactive (action by action) turns out to have no education which is the culmination of times of rest and meditation not of audiovisual leisure. In what you strikes you lose. You have to be very demanding with yourself and the panorama of society to put a barrier and say no. The barrier of freedom against animality. It is no longer intelligence but a letting oxygenate to the brain. And love love that leads to the good that is constructive peace and solidarity.

APP BANKIA WALLET,
YOUR MOBILE NOTICES YOU WHEN THERE IS A GOOD FLIGHT TO NEW YORK,
AND WITH YOUR MOBILE PAY THE TICKET
A MURDERER WALKS DOWN
By the Madrid subway.


SAGRADA COMUNIÓN
Make it Real Madrid dress.

THE CITY 
The Madrid resident lives in the city between cat pee (and rats) and vomit. 
YOU HAVE EYES OF LYNX 
It lacks the cat a little to be wild. 

IN THE OFFICE
The elevator raises me to the 10th floor when I have pressed the 9. Low to the 9.
Then at noon I go up to the 9th. It stops at the 8. And I think I have arrived at 10.


When Mercedes comes out of the shower looks like the Bo Derek and I do not know if it brings me death. Many of the deaths that happen are for playing nonsense with the sacred.

 IT IS A CITIZEN FANTASY they shower every day and they believe that they wash their sins and that it is a necessary condition for sexual play because they consider Madrid to be a sex city. 


THE PEOPLE ABORED AND INTO RIGID SCHEMES
.

THE POPULATION HUNGRY AND ABOTED
AND ABOZALADA WITH LITTLE MONEY
Pagans of the consumption of garbage. 




BEING AND TIMEPEOPLE WANT TO FEEL THE MINUTES IN MADRID



TWO GREENS ON MY STREET! AND TWO WHITE IN HIS HELP! / JESUSITO IS VERY SMALL TO SUPPORT THAT CROSS OVER!

BEING AND TIMEPEOPLE want to feel the minutes IN MADRID. That guy I'm going to fuck. She said it and she did.

LOOKING LIKE PUÑALES
What a knife looks like in Madrid.
In that it has cut.

IF I WALKED BY AN EXCHANGER
I will convert them all.
I frequent it a lot.
Vast Extensa that look at me
and see Something.


THE CAT MAUDES
Unblocking and tying again a white bamba in a pavement point km02 of Madrid is not a something of because. I carried in my wallet a photocopy of the vaginal drawing of a woman and handed it to anyone who asked me to lollipulate my documentation in any routine control of the city. -Sorry I was wrong.

THE SACRED HEART OF THE CRISIS
God wants you to suffer with the sight of the sufferings of the people.

Some use as a defense the heel and the back so that no one in the passageways of the subway. THE RED CHINA PLAZA is under the Town Hall of Alcobendas. And the lady from the vantage point in front of the bed airs.

Enter one in the metro car Marqués de la Valdavia with an orange T-shirt that puts YOU ARE MY FAVORITE.

There is an underground exit of the buses from Plaza Castilla Interchange to SAN BENITO and another to MADRID NORTH.

THE MADRID EPIDEMIC PRINCIPLES OF THE 21st CENTURY OF THE END OF THE WORLD
CARRETS SHOPPING, BAGS, BABY CARS, BICYCLES, SHOPPING BAGS
AND PETS IN THE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION OF MADRID
ALL SICK AND OLD


The sound in the Metro is deafening newly set up escalators. I see a girl in the station Gregorio Marañón with a pink worn shirt with big breasts on top of which she puts in ETERNAL letters. I see at the exit of the Metro Narrow a beautiful girl with a rosy-white T-shirt in whose huge breasts puts the word GUESS ("Good should be the woman with big breasts like Mercedes"). The healthiest thing is "what a woman sujiere" ("Woman who has big breasts / should be good") We run to catch the train (one minute is on the other platform, / on the other side / and two in the our). There is no turning back if we forget something. The wagon doors open at the station stops but no one enters. There is a possibility that there may be a good coming from Jesus.

The Invisibles of the Night have to leave my house by paws before dawn. That's why I eat meat before I get to entertain them. In their desperate flight because the sun comes out with long nails leave scraped my walls, doors and lamps. Because I kill them in the point of origin of Madrid. And I have become accustomed to them.

FORCED PSYCHIATRIC INTERNSHIPS
I am well dressed even in the house.
Because at any moment they can take me.

OF THE BANKS
People are sold to money.
How bodies vibrate at money.

OF THE PATRONAL Terror actors have always seemed to me respectable workers in the shops.

NO MATTER THAT THERE ARE FLIES 
The luminous presence of sin like a lizard climbing the white wall in the moonlight ...
Life accompanied by God. Between the suffering of the past and the hope of the future. That person had to tell me something. I waited for your message, Mercedes. WITH YOUR FAITH I take the whole of my life. It's Mercedes's affection. A man who has fallen in love with God, because he met a God who did not know that he was first in love with him. God loved the first ...
In the pedestrian mechanical passageway of the subway that leads to the exchanger of Plaza Castilla I see a girl with a beach bag that has a lighthouse drawn with the word light.

MADRID OF POLISHING AND PLASTERING
It smells like white and gray powder.

Frequently Asked Questions
How cats dissimulate when they approach the birds.

FATE
You have to put up with the bad days.
Good days double, triple and multiply.
The bad years come the day when you solve it all.
The tranquility of the sun in the other Plaza of Spain at the end of Costa Rica. With this fluctuating path you kill yourself by the orange stairs of ING.

Of course there is
There is playoff 1, 2, 3 ... and 4.

Take a look.
Let's see if he's moving.

THE HOUSE IS YOURS
Women are like cats.

An executive gets in the bus 27 of the Castellana with a white bag with letters of candy that puts Impulsar the world of work is humanly possible. I do not want to become very wise / surpass the height of others, / I will raise them.


BLOW THE WIND OF THE MIDDAY / GOD IS CLOSER TO ME OF WHAT I IMAGINE



THE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION OF MADRID



between winds
hot flushes
and suckers
Let's get ready.

LOOKING AT THE COLUMN
And the fools
they miss everything.

IN A BANK OF EL RETIRO 
A husband with interesting conversation. Wonderful! 
EXTERIORS OF THE MUSEUM OF THE PRADO 
In the stalls outside the Prado Museum they sell tourist postcards taking out the ass of a bullfighter.

HOW RAJOY GOES TO PUT THE CLOCK IN TIME.

MADRID IS
THE MAN-CLOCK SHOW
IN SEPTEMBER,
WITH CLOUDS,
WITH THE SUN
AND WITH GOD

(FINAL)
THE TIMES 
They go very slow! 
And many things happen!

THE NEW LIFE We 
long for a higher existence, which we imagine in Madrid, although in the depths of our hearts we have begun to disbelieve. A city of prayer, rough and purgatory, where all the people know to be saved where the Virgin of the Hope does of its gitanerías and the Sky we have it very close. All this time I have imagined the madrileñismo of Madrid and there is more electricity of love than in the street Preciados. When a meal is good it stimulates the whole stomach and you go better to the bathroom. THE WORK Work and suffering for all Madrid. 

FIRST VALENTINE
There is so much sweat of theta in the city that men can not even move.  She was such a beautiful girl that I would have run to catch the bus with her but I waited because it was not mine or she was mine. I saw a woman in black who was as huge as the one in the Mondragon Orchestra. The tiparraca can not even walk with these platforms that has been on the way to the Shopping Center of the Tower Europe and it would be better that the Indians of Azca will saw them a little. They believe that they are the queens but queen there is but one Letizia.
When they leave the Bank  , they turn around  to look at the one who carries the money.


On the sub-bank of the Atocha slope, I thought that the Canita was going to shoot for the bottom in Huertas, but he did not. Next to the mosque of the M-30 past the police station of the Park Calero in the street Antonio Calvo all are Islamic establishments. In the outside environment of the Municipal Tanatory smells of ashes from the crematorium of the dead. In the Cemetery of the Almudena where buses 106 and 70 collect the echo of the dead increases the noise of the passage of a few cars from Las Rosas. IN THE METRO OF ASCAO It is at the foot of the street and at the foot of the platform.We travel mentally by surface the subway line that we walk under the ground. The soul is the body of the subway train as the form to the subject of the citizen. 

VIPS
You can buy a bottle of cold Coke Zero for one euro.
CERVECERÍA CERVANTES Plaza de Jesus in front of the Basilica.Tostas Wheel for thirteen euros.
MUTUA MADRILEÑA M (10,58)
Today the sky was cotton in the pyramidal tower of Nuevos Ministerios.
THE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION OF MADRID
We have the best metro and the best EMT buses in the world.
RIOFRÍO GLAZED TERRACE Facing the Plaza de Colón with a spectacular view of the Spanish Flag. The Dinosaur Frog Luck of the Casino and the Wax Museum looks like they are going to lay eggs.
DE MADRID The city is worth so much that it does not surprise me that there is so much police. And there are people willing to charge Parliament and everything.
In summer when they pass by the PALACE the children are content with an ice cream in the corner of the side. How he looks at you when the politicians are gone the gray lion "of a do not touch the balls" of the CONGRESS OF THE DEPUTIES.
LONG LIVE THE THIRD REPUBLIC! It is shouted and breathed in the Carrera de San Jerónimo going to Puerta del Sol.


I spent the time of my life in the Fons Vitae and Fons Mortis of the Retiro park and they gave me a puff of smoke next to the pond that reached my stomach. I could say that in the humus of the Retirement the psychic currents of the Madrilenians move and that for that reason the sex is so rough of chestnut and that the sirens of the sea come to reside here.The theory that has done the most damage to society is that nothing is created or destroyed as if the bad guys were always there, bothering them, give them a tumble with the gravestone and do not reappear, nor radiate their energy of confusion and darkness, and we will be freer to the entrance of the Cercanías in Recoletos. Books and sex move the progressive and leftist people but it is the purchase of objects for Goya's pijos.
Some go to the register to sign the couple's chichinabo de hecho, / and why they do not marry if they already have a child, / and above they do not do it for the church with God / because they doubt that it is not for life / then daughter, / your biggest stupidity, / do not fall in love.
Some seem to have the face of a fair in the wee hours of the morning.But that does not happen to those of the Santiago Bernabéu. The Madrid is always very good in the 92nd minute but nine seconds later it will fail but after 52 seconds it will get in and the road game will end.
Politics on the one hand, crisis on the other, religion on the other vein, and the city pays attention to rain. Come here and learn that Madrid is a purgatory and the great door of heaven.
The day we are marked as the end of the world will be serious for someone. When the apocalypse came, the madness was so intense that no one realized what was happening.
I have to look for the streets. But it's a day of trouble. I stop coming.And people stop coming.

MESSAGE FROM JESUS ​​AND THE POPE:
Today is the day of fraternal love and I would tell so many people but I do not dare because there are people who kicks and maybe not agree but I wish you all love.

SALVENSEN
IN THE
METRO IGLESIAS CHURCH
Only with him to endure 15 MINUTES Praying in a church ... and will not cross the traffic light and in red.

Real Madrid is clear madrid and accentuado madrid. I would like to die in the auspices of the Bernabéu and revive in the party of the players.Surprise the simplicity of Real Madrid's stadium as a mustard seed can be done so much. Ronaldo and Bale as they play in white have made a bed of the field of honor because we do not cheat the players play in branded pajamas and the fans go to a party.

The view of the city has to acclimate to the countryside. When I see this Mercedes car parked next to the garden of Robledo de Chavela, I see nothing but flourishing money. Mercedes descends from the murabitas bankers and does nothing more than attract me to the riches. The wind pushes like the rebufo of the car. Always as a kid you find a dead bat on vacation. I feel on this rock a lizard in the sun.

A Cuban is throwing a ball on the subway platform and is being scolded by security guard M (10.40). The neighborhood that knows to Jew is in the stores of the street of the Noviciado with the street Agreement next to the Church of El Salvador.

The language of the wind in the field .
Eternally in heaven with my lover.
In the Puntal one is encouraged to the one and a half.







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