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DIGNITY BY THE SPANISH ROYAL ACADEMY OF LANGUAGE:
dignity.
(Del lat. Dignitas,-atis).
1. f. Decent quality.
2. f. Excellence enhancement.
3. f. Gravity and decorum in the way people behave.
4. f. Position or office of honor and authority.
5. f. In cathedrals and collegiate, prebend which corresponds to a pre-eminent honorary office, as the deanery, the archdeaconry, etc.
6. f. Person who owns one of these perks. U. tcm
7. f. Perks of the archbishop or bishop. Income dignity.
8. f. In the military orders of chivalry, by teachers, thirteen, Comendador Mayor, clove, etc.
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DIGNITY BY ME:
Dignity is a difficult word to define, in any form is a difficult concept to define ... who could draw the dignity?, Who could describe it?, would it be possible to do an essay on dignity?
I do not know how to define the word or the concept of "dignity" but today I witnessed something, today I was the lucky one to see the gesture of what it means to be "worthy" and say that I was a happy, because I had this impression that the world's most beautiful image was right there in the street, a full view of everyone and do not know anyone else noticed that there was happening, I feel lucky, because all the people who passed around at that time I was a witness only, that is me! It's like walking down the street and see just the time when a piano falls from the eighth floor, shit! ... I need to recount that if I do it is very difficult for someone understands what I mean.
Outside the center there is a high school a couple of beggars (which did not seem to beggars, they were not sad attitude of them), must have had some forty-odd years maybe, maybe less, I guess so many streets, so cold, so much dirt, so all they ever pull into the pit to anyone, it was ten at night and they were preparing sleeping, arming his bed in a stairway that covered the cold, armed themselves with cardboard, with old newspapers ... while he assembles the bed she opened a beer that he gets to love and share, he makes a gesture of joy and shows a half-finished cigarette and passes it as if to say "Here Honey, You-
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... lay on his bed of cardboard, lie next to each other and covered with a blanket old, are covered by the same gesture that makes a couple who sleeps in the same bed sharing for years and watching TV are clothed and covered with the same gesture as if they were playing house, no one who saw could be worth having them, that their attitude to this life, their lives, had such dignity that drove away any semblance of pity ...
see them moved me greatly, how were touched me through and through and I wonder how the company, how love can bring dignity to the people ... it is true that no one realized what was happening in the steps of a downtown high school, but that happens because people generally do not look nowhere, I'm quite sure that if anyone else had seen the whole scene I think I saw the same thing, love people ... dignified them with a bed board with his old blanket, with the butt shared with that can of beer that was probably also the dinner, drew, painted, described, conceptualized dignity in a way that I believe could not have been described in a better way ...
At the time I went to buy cigarettes at the end I bought two packs and I gave them one, without making the kinds of questions weon as "do you want cigars?" only delivered them and told them they looked good together and hopefully I smiled last forever ... ... I hope they last forever ...
"You're what you love, Fhayruz -
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
In How Many Days Does Lorazepamaddict
THREE YEARS AGO ...
three years ago at this hour (09:32 am) was scared to death, fasting from the previous day, worried about a test that was given twelve hours before parirte, fighting with your parent who insisted that if I had been throwing "their" child into the world "had" to be (or at least apparently) a cute couple happy and he "had" to get the birth ... I, with you in, you, weighing about three kilos, dying of hunger, fear and sleep had no desire or strength to further discussions with anyone, not even with him, "and ho weon!, but fuck me or take me hand"
Three years ago I wondered what my life would be after that happens with me after I asked case would be able, if I could with the enormous responsibility of caring for an eternal life that was totally dependent on me, I had to me as the only safe and warm in the world three years ago I dreaded the idea that children tamagoshis are not like that not be turned off at night so that no sound, can not be reset if you go to any defect, do not you buy another one if it hit you do not like, and not just, are forever ... ago three years I dreaded the thought of my beloved freedom is just the same November 17 ...
Today, three years after that day, I can not imagine life without you, I can not imagine life without you, life as we know it , as I feel, as alive today would not exist if you did not exist. Solcito
me, light that shines on me, my guiding star life ... we have had no easy right? Is life, Hannibal is not easy ... "No one promised us a rose garden" Fito teaches us, we have had to kick, mourn, fight, grit your teeth, hold and look pa'delante, follow pa'delante, walking pa'delante. Life is that and if we we faced with mountains never see the valleys would not know ... well have laughed more than anyone in the world, we also collect seashells on the beach and make bubbles, we also get sick from eating so much chocolate wadding and we shared and a marathon of The Simpsons, enjoy the beach and the desert, also sang and played every afternoon guitar, seek the sun in our plain as winter settles in the sea, enjoy the bubbles and invented words ...
We can not expect to come a magic hand and that does away with the mountains that are put forward, my son, that does not exist, we must get tough, frowning and looking forward and continue, we must muster the strength and continue ... my son, my love, dew drop ... you are the greatest example of everything I say, you once were to me as I thought the mountain I could never go up and today, today you who gives me the strength to climb mountains ... all my other
Today is another anniversary of the day you were born, now that another year has passed and little by little you'll becoming a wonderful person, now you birthday again and again we have to celebrate and blow out candles, now that I had to watch you dance and see you laugh out loud with your buddies, now that I know more than before I love you more than before, I love you more than ever ...
Aníbal, El Grande: Happy Birthday. This conclusion, this achievement you are to me, I celebrate myself.
three years ago at this hour (09:32 am) was scared to death, fasting from the previous day, worried about a test that was given twelve hours before parirte, fighting with your parent who insisted that if I had been throwing "their" child into the world "had" to be (or at least apparently) a cute couple happy and he "had" to get the birth ... I, with you in, you, weighing about three kilos, dying of hunger, fear and sleep had no desire or strength to further discussions with anyone, not even with him, "and ho weon!, but fuck me or take me hand"
Three years ago I wondered what my life would be after that happens with me after I asked case would be able, if I could with the enormous responsibility of caring for an eternal life that was totally dependent on me, I had to me as the only safe and warm in the world three years ago I dreaded the idea that children tamagoshis are not like that not be turned off at night so that no sound, can not be reset if you go to any defect, do not you buy another one if it hit you do not like, and not just, are forever ... ago three years I dreaded the thought of my beloved freedom is just the same November 17 ...
Today, three years after that day, I can not imagine life without you, I can not imagine life without you, life as we know it , as I feel, as alive today would not exist if you did not exist. Solcito
me, light that shines on me, my guiding star life ... we have had no easy right? Is life, Hannibal is not easy ... "No one promised us a rose garden" Fito teaches us, we have had to kick, mourn, fight, grit your teeth, hold and look pa'delante, follow pa'delante, walking pa'delante. Life is that and if we we faced with mountains never see the valleys would not know ... well have laughed more than anyone in the world, we also collect seashells on the beach and make bubbles, we also get sick from eating so much chocolate wadding and we shared and a marathon of The Simpsons, enjoy the beach and the desert, also sang and played every afternoon guitar, seek the sun in our plain as winter settles in the sea, enjoy the bubbles and invented words ...
We can not expect to come a magic hand and that does away with the mountains that are put forward, my son, that does not exist, we must get tough, frowning and looking forward and continue, we must muster the strength and continue ... my son, my love, dew drop ... you are the greatest example of everything I say, you once were to me as I thought the mountain I could never go up and today, today you who gives me the strength to climb mountains ... all my other
Today is another anniversary of the day you were born, now that another year has passed and little by little you'll becoming a wonderful person, now you birthday again and again we have to celebrate and blow out candles, now that I had to watch you dance and see you laugh out loud with your buddies, now that I know more than before I love you more than before, I love you more than ever ...
Aníbal, El Grande: Happy Birthday. This conclusion, this achievement you are to me, I celebrate myself.
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