Carhartt Versus Dickies?

difference of opinion.

often holds the tomb, unwittingly, two hearts in the same coffin. (Alphonse de Lamartine)
Death is an illusion, because as I exist, there is no death, and when there is death, I no longer exist. (Epicurus, of Samos)
many more deaths will be needed to realize that already too. (Bob Dylan)

I received alg some opinions on what I said in my blog on Monday, August 16, 2010, so I said to unearth the dead of the civil war. Well, I respect the pain of those who can feel offended, I apologize, although my intention was never, even for a moment, wanting to offend. Mine and I think I made it clear (as I believe) is that people who are 80 years buried, do not think they come to wait out this crisis and we are in more buoyant times, to make the change. Do not think this has nothing to do with the pain of the relatives. Do not know if this explanation I have clarified more or worse still have left. But do not be in any doubt, that those who feel concerned, have in my entire understanding and respect.

Now that said, I will say something about this for the honors to the dead. I said, that this is very delicate I would not want to offend anyone, that what I say is only my point of view. Well, this criticism is the same as in my younger days, when both I, like many others who went hungry and misery, the money is spent on the English, has built Pharaonic monuments to the dead, while bridges and roads, which had been flown on the withdrawal of the defeated troops, remained undone or repaired. For those rulers, such as now, the most urgent thing was to honor the dead.

Well, I in my thinking, I can assure you that I have buried many relatives and friends (take into account that I am the youngest son of a very numerous family) from what I've buried parents, uncles, grandparents, siblings, cousins \u200b\u200band a nephew of most unfortunate young age. But once dead and mourned, I have not yielded any other tribute. Perhaps to someone, they think I'm a distorted, because I think not. I think in this way and ask them respect, as I do, I respect you on your way of thinking. I think as François Mauriac that "Death does not rob us of loved ones. Instead, we keep them and take them immortalized in the memory. Life does that to us many times and definitely steals. "

I have my opinions, which may not necessarily reflect those of my readers. Now, I respect all opinions, even more sectarian. But I can not, you admit that you do not look good, have to say that it is. It's like the story of the king naked: If the king is king by far is naked, I will not say that wearing a beautiful dress. For me, living together, this tolerance. Or will we tolerate all our differences and phobias, or kill us as our neolithic ancestors. We are all free to disagree. No one is absolutely right, no one is totally beyond reason. THIS IS MY WAY OF THINKING, WHICH I DO NOT WANT TO BOTHER ANYONE, BUT IF STILL NO, could annoy somebody, I apologize HUMBLY.

RECALLING verses

One word only, which at one time said,
dared a man in abundance of heart, by living as
suddenly backwards, as if
he was living, what you
death
you take it beyond
▬ river jumps its limit, taking on what leftover
springs are already gave
▬ fiery fruit, just a word, and the bat

powder, and grows, the instant , inside you, inside the cup as
pol-len of the other flower
did not know what real world.
gosaràs I call it yours? On
he would only, or you join God there. MIQUEL

Arimany.

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