Saturday, April 30, 2011

Lili Carati Rocco Siffredi

A lie!

For some time this part surprised me very pleasantly Art of fighting adaptation to new technologies , it follows perfectly the pulse of the season and the feeling of the fans through forums, websites, blogs, social networks ...

With all these sources of information suggests easily than the general feeling of the fans is a concern for the outcast bravo field, encastes loss and lack of commitment calls " figures." with which I wholeheartedly agree.

It begs for the bullfighters pointers to make an effort not to stick to deal with a single mating bulls and were calls for greater commitment.

Well, it's all a lie. As they say, "the paper is patient" or " the words with the wind." This say self-proclaimed "amateur "is nothing but a hoax, do not feel well, not true.

Why do I say this? Because today in Seville has struggled Enrique Ponce and through Twitter I read a number of aberrations against him by supposed fans that make me conclude that all his ideas on how to improve in this art are false.

about 28 years I've been watching bulls in a more or less conscious and this time I have seen Enrique Ponce kill all types of spigots , everything, and in places of engagement. I've seen bulls kill Dolores Aguirre of Samuel Flores of Cuadri , de Vitorino , le he visto luchar por sacar a flote los “ atanasios ”, matar “ Núñez ”, “ murubes ”… hasta apuntarse a una de Miura en solitario para conmemorar el 50 aniversario de la cogida de Manolete siendo la máxima figura del escalafón, eso es un gesto.

Puedo afirmar que Ponce es el único torero que estando “ en figura ”, no por necesidad, ha hecho el gesto tan repetidamente de matar diferentes encastes , el único.

Ponce nunca se ha escondido, over 20 years has consistently advertised with maximum figure of time from Spartacus , Joselito or Corner to Castella, Manzarares or El Juli "with whom this year has been announced so far in Sevilla and Valencia. But he calls for more commitment ...

not so many years ago and Ponce still high ranking figure of the problems was not measured " roosters" with a mating " particular," I remember with Joselito and " the Samuels "For example.

For some time this part is not " rooster" that measured interest arena except with dumb-bulls. The auto-fans will blame him forgetting that most " figures" present have never faced another kind of bull and he if . Forgetting that where the supporters ask, France and Bilbao, he is still dealing with "other things " and the rest ... not

Ponce has done, and the maximum figure, exactly what is supposed to make calls and if so is criticized , is criticized for what should be criticizing others but not him, his gestures endorse him. was criticized for a lack of commitment that others have never had . Whether

might like more or less the way they fight, in that I do not go, not recognize that commitment by Enrique Ponce in my opinion discredits any opinion I can get to what should be required to " figures" to improve the situation of this art, I think everything they say is nothing but a lie.

Friday, April 29, 2011

How Long Does It Take To Get Sti Tests Ack



1 .- As I write I find that you have to explain something in a parenthesis. The parenthesis eat three pages. Start again. Process is repeated 4 times.

2 .- If I get a date for the seminar IIFs fall into Intersemestral. ¡#$%&"@! I wondered if I do I give the date or move to August. With any luck (I hope) then it is entitled. Púdranse! (I have to blame: one month and I stood by here, or answer emails. But you'll see: I'm going to ask for proof of the porridge ... ... D higuiatra :...)

Well, I exaggerated. It was I who saw wrong. Anyway. ..

3 .- Test fall in inbox Monday.: (

sponge that will run and run at a seminar cosas bonitas de lógica para ilógicos como ella.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Rap Song That Says Big Cars, Big House

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Ése es mi lobito con traje de oveja... y Perlman

Intentio autem vocatur id per quod significatur res individualiter vel universaliter secundum diversos gradus abstractionis; et haec non dat esse alicui nec sensui, quando est in ipso, nec etiam intellectui, quando est in illo, sed signum facit de re et notitiam.

Alberto Magno, De anima II, 3, 4


Ok. De hecho así es. Lo que pasa es que en el De homine the role of the sign is still restricted to memory. Today is Wednesday, April 27, 2011. On Friday 29 is the chapter on some inbox. Until then.


......

NO! Jiffy! What sponge you want to see your face? Fall within that definition as intentio red peel than the wolf. There too, the 4 levels of abstraction ("is not named after the digression?
Yes, ok. It has a clarity that is not in the De homine (and indeed this definition is not in the De homine). But not want to see the face sponge. No. No. .. NO!

(Whatever, De Anima is for next week ... we are in the reborujadero orita De homine, that horrible Deutschlatin-obvious: so he made me easier to Averroes and Avicenna (Gundisalvo and Mickelito) the Scot Albert the Godo: barbarically puts verbs).

san only Pigma (patron saint of all animal rights philosophers pigmenos scrubbing) can save Alberto lacking a theory of intentionality ...

(can you tell I have not slept? See you at the time)

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

How Long Do You Have To Do Meth To Ugly

phatic communication Alchemy

Yesterday I wrote a great post. I looked beautiful. I cried a lot while writing it and reread it several times, correcting details here and there. It took me two hours to write, right and proper time because yesterday I did not stop work on the chapter. But as she put the last points and commas, I wondered if I could publish. They just transcribe the "introduction" (which is rather the result) to understand what it was all about and why they save the details:

"What follows is a wonderful revelation that I had. My father Fernando, the word cubicle, my processes Transfer to Lobito and Valerio, and the source of agony for the departure of Daniel. All are Dad. I went down to the ninth circle of hell (here only narrated, is not the journey but the comedy) and finally glimpse paradise. There's my dad triplex per similitudines, my impossible Beatriz eternal and timeless, while men with whom I associate in quotidie et concurrent life have returned to their rightful place. "

Then I went to sleep. After an interlude in my dream that at 4:00 am Kualia began to jump up in my pursuit of a mosquito (of course, or hunted or scared, because then I could sleep very well) I had the following dream:

was going to be a big fight something like box. To my brother likes it a lot because once practiced in the UNAM and then the fans in my family. But in the dream fight was epic paints a world cup final where they play the Mexican national team, or something. My dad came for us to take us to a place to watch the fight. When we arrived it was no longer a boxing match, but a kind of fight a Japanese sport, like a Sumo Dojo or something.
estutas Inside was beautiful jade dragons, flags embroidered red on white with large signs in Chinese (well, my dream had geographic conflicts), and it was very beautiful. We came. But then I was not going with my dad but with Miguel (yes, my Archangel of whom I have spoken).
Then I realized that my glasses had gone wrong: my glasses so I like red, and felt very sad. While latching to fix (it was in the hope that although they were of pasta, could re-straighten) the hostess of that event led us to a room where about ten people sitting watching a small TV screen. Miguel told me that was where we would not fight, but We were hoping to give the four o'clock, the time at which it would in Japan.
(Here I remember when I met Michael, he practiced Kung-Fu)
I sat in a chair, and suddenly I could fix my glasses, I discovered they had a mechanism to bend the legs and that he had not twisted but had doubled following such a mechanism (like a three-dimensional puzzle.) Then I felt a great joy and I finally put my glasses (keep in mind that I have 4 diopters: For me, losing the lens is truly a tragedy, I am unable to do anything without them.)
then discovered that between the services offered by that place, was a kind of Japanese Spa and you could go have a kind of sauna "Japanese." And this is what I imagined my dream was a huge room very high walls, covered with wood. In the middle were several tables "? How can we call? were a kind of sinks, also of wood, where people sit or lie down to enjoy the steam sauna. Although the walls were empty there was something that was very beautiful, but could not explain why: there were no pictures, no pictures or designs. It was the pure wood (dark brown) and that made them very beautiful. There were some ferns and in each corner (he had great walls and there were lots of corners) had containers with hot stones where the steam out.
Then an old man approached me that my clothes were not appropriate, and fixed me wearing white shorts with black lettering, and the vapor became transparent. I was very embarrassed and explained that I did not realize that humidity may cause this effect. I did not know what to do. But then another old man came and gave me a pairing espeice. It was semi transparent pink but with the same reasons black (letters) of my shorts. And it seemed that happened was the part that was missing from my outfit. I put him and I laid in my pool. They went and I had the feeling that everything was back in order and that made me feel very calm and joy.
finally left the sauna, and Michael was waiting. I saw it and I approached him. Then people began to fire, we should be left to wait for the event.
One of those approached was Daniel. He came with his "girlfriend" (but it was not one defined) and Miguel and I greeted. Michael was at the center of attention there. All came to greet him and were very pleased to have been able to do. At the end, Daniel saw his arm waving far and saying to Michael, "Dutch goodbye!". And Miguel, a certain little smile that I know, it was for the greeting.

awoke. The first thing I asked is why he had told Dutch? The only thing that came to mind was that 'Dutch' had something mysterious and orange. As if that will recognize a sort of a sailor ... sailor, rather traveler, as the Dutch.

Anyway. That dream. And I remembered that I had promised a post for today. But he could not publish one year psychoanalytic Simonini general similar to the "Cemetery Prag to." Simonini has forgotten who he is, or rather has sparked a day of discovering that you have a alternate personality that he remembers nothing, but has evidence that is himself. Decides to write his memoirs (in the literal sense and meaning of literary genre) to see if they discover the mystery.

I've forgotten who I am. I see all my personalities wander in front of me, care for their tasks, and I know that they are me, but I find the connection between them and me. Yesterday I have discovered something. Something not only concerning my many personalities and characters of my life, but also something about the thesis. Many things: some like what made me finally Searle relate to Priscian via Nuchelmans: there is something in the De homine. And others, more the product of the excitement of last night, but that still does not sound too absurd, and that I share:

"It took me hour and a half writing this. When I finished, I went out for cigarettes, a milkiway, a can of Coke and an Arizona-te. While on his way to the Oxxo I dropped a twenty bastard. What Albert does with Aristotle, Avicenna, Averroes, al-Farabi (or pseudoAlfarabí), Al-Ghazali, Priscian, Hilary of Poitiers, Costa ben Luca, Gregorio pseudo Nicene (Nemesio of Emesa), Damascus, Augustine and the pseudo-Dionysius is ... alchemy. They are its elements, and is transforming. There is no sin in it, or betrayal of auctoritates, or novelty, or copying, or any category you try. Alchemy is , as it does in the De mineralibus . That idea (product of the overexcitation of what I just wrote Infra ) I'll have to ponder when "sober" (well, sleeping well). But the idea seems promising. If not for the theoretical framework of the thesis, or article of less ... at least for a story. "

sponges in the harbor, waiting for a sailor Dutch.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Mobile South Parkstreaming



on Tuesday right?

Ok. Until Tuesday.

By the way, if anyone knows what the hell is wrong with the html Chrome could I explain? and bored me to publish everything in black and white.
And read the Cemetery of Prague, Umberg Eco Happiness recomendadísimo by Batista who, now I understand, he did knowingly ...

Germans Ah those verbs that are never where they should do it!

oh yeah.

Friday, April 22, 2011

When Do I Get My Meps Results

brief


In fact, the lack of internet, and a bit of time (because now I have my noses really stuck exclusively Alberto) has declined to publish and post script. And of course, ball ungrateful, 60 visitors on average, now I have only 30. Porridge.
But how can you blame them?
addition, I must confess, I've written a lot, but they are things that I then publish. That's fine: I save the bear to come to clear the recently published, etc, etc ...
had two beautiful texts and publishable. But at the time when I felt like it. One was written in the shadow of the consultation with the higuiatra. Terrible. Another about that too, but in another shade. Anyway. I come not only to stop coming. Promise to post something nice next week. For the next week send a protocapítulo. And I have no energy for anything else.

not stop coming, the public. Or at least come on Tuesday. There will be news soon.
As you saw yesterday in a pre-release the girl in the red cloak. Movie Palomera, simpaticona if one does not expect the latest feat in Cannes.
But yes, I saw with my red hooded sweatshirt, dressed for the occasion ...

We return on Tuesday. Promised.

sponge (which had been dreaming of Valerio ... and with the counterparty to the cap)

Monday, April 18, 2011

Rust Near Bathtub Drain

May God rest his soul! Excusatio

Today, Monday Holy Monday of Passion, has died in a traffic accident Don Juan Pedro Domecq Solis, Count of Assault, cattle rancher bulls.

I will not be a cynic and deny that their livestock not going through a good time and that is one of the leading exponents of current outcast bull. Nor will I deny that evolution and the degree of perfection has been reached with the bulls in mating "Domecq" is due in large part to their contributions.

No, today is not the day to praise nor to criticize it, today is a day just to entrust to God and ask him to rest his soul.

Don Juan Pedro Domecq, rest in peace!

Saturday, April 16, 2011

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Read the postscript at the bottom. Ciaus.

When you finish the thesis, write a novel that happens all in Dresden (is that today I saw a program on Dresden DW ... ahem, yes, I'm home mom). Of course, ahem. First I have to go to Dresden. WANT TO GO TO DRESDEN!!

not blame me. The Epicureín (nitrate Eudaimonina) I dried coconut.

That, to live and translate from German frutilupis like Greek (well, with Collins, and pursuing the verbs, as if the light had gone blind and sought the foot of the table for me the idea where is the refrigerator and everything else, absurd sentences and then seeing five or six lines between konjugiert konjunktor and verb ... or can someone do you really talk like that? and above all to find the famous abbreviation bzw. and discover that this abbreviated palabrón: beziehungsweise that, ultimately, can be translated as "or" ... it all makes me think that if he thought in German, my thought would be a great anacoluthon ... although I am suspecting that it already is, perhaps because of the frutilupis or Epicureín. Who knows)

Lately my conversations revolve around my cats. Chupacabras that escaped from the house because they forgot to close the door (¡¡¡!!!) and, however, returned safe and sound in the morning and I did not consider ... until I saw the door open. Kualia, however, remained cautiously looking from the inside (yes, it is now Kualia with 'K' because the vet can not pronounce 'Qualia'). And who cares that intentioned and that the divisions sleeve and to whom? Well
. Why I read novels (almost equivalent to seeing them, let's be honest): to be a topic of conversation. But of course! the only thing I talk of the novel is to get a kitten called boxer and he bites the button on the pajamas to the protagonist, taking Cipramil and that, however, is the heroine and solves murder mysteries. And unlike the protagonists of Umberto Eco is neither priest nor scholar, but is tax lawyer (?) And thanks to its ability to be (¿¿??) tax lawyer is able to solve the murder misteriosísimos Kiruna, a city Swedish Lapland region (you know, midnight sun, six-month nights, northern lights ... that.)

And why not wait for me to write my own novel. Much more interesting than those of Åsa Larsson. I mean, because it tells the beautiful snow, and that the new snow and hard snow, and frigid air, snow and more snow here and there ... and that one receives an email from Mr. Tal and then I read twenty-seven times and it takes 4 hours to write the answer. Well, in the end that Mr. That he ignored. But it was right: in the first installment of the novel he sliced \u200b\u200bhis belly with a knife and Penitas be saved, and the second ends crazy taking Cipramil in a psychiatric clinic (I suppose that in addition to snow, that is another ubiquitous character Swedish film and literature: the psychiatric) ... that Mr. Just ignore him ... Måns! Måns is called! Good: Måns pays attention.

But I want to write a novel. No one where I put the autobiographical (ie: Åsa Larsson is (¿¿¿???) tax lawyer and the only thing he could think of was to make a tax lawyer Rebecca Martinsson (¿¿¿¿????). Sure, the protagonist of Foucault's Pendulum is Philologist. But that joke is over the matter: at least investigating the Templars. And still the police's protagonist is William of Baskerville Eco. Walk! Something like that!.
Sure, I would I to defend the nominalist. No. I would have to be a mystery to be resolved with optical pure. And my main character called Roger Bacon.
No. Neither. For some reason the history of the Middle Ages did not draw much attention. And the worst is that supposed to be much more interesting than the historical parts that do not interest me. Tell me, for example, what the hell is interesting about the time from Diocletian to Romulus Augustus? But then I have written the story of Valerio.
Do you remember? the original Valerio Valerio Chrysippus called Fifth Macrobius (note that at the time still left to Scipio neoplatoniquitos ... ay!).
But ... Is the thirteenth century?
Well, I bought the book by a Frenchman who taught in Chiapas on Feudalism. The assumption behind it is nice: Americans are clasp Gold of feudalism. Wow. Who knows. Ok. I was surprised that there is an entire justificatory discourse in Mexico why we must study the Middle Ages. And all is well argued and the whole thing. And who can doubt it? And ultimately my only argument has always been: if the Germans are Mayanists and even called the Codex Codex From "I can not be medievalist and study the manuscripts of a German? Ultimately, I say.

Anyway. As I was saying. I want to write a novel. And no, I want to be copycat with Umberto Eco and make a few monjecitos XIII century (well, the Eco is the fourteenth, but I say that my heroes would be some optical and very, very realistic!). No. My story has to take place in Dresden. And yes. Just before, during and after the bombing of Dresden ultrafamoso . So, in full second world wars. I blame what I have to make me more interesting is the WWII that the rule of Charlemagne!
And that has many mysteries to be solved. And that has many players (if not it would be a novel, but a cuentote ... and to heal from such an accusation, seems to Åsa Larsson tried to get many players in the third novel, and it came out of the turnip, because in the end connecting all the characters were over-accidental).
And where snow is a novel much (of course, also in Dresden I have to see snow.)
And of course one of the protagonists is a handsome young man who has sooooo many adventures (not these adventures! Obviously part of me that wants to write a novel is 12 years !!!!) It will be a tragic hero. Ultra tragic! And the novel will end type Hundred Years of Solitude: half and half but just the opposite. No moral, no message of encouragement, without any of that. Be three times more fat than The Magic Mountain.
is more, I only know of my novel is that the handsome young man dies buried under the snow road to Stalingrad. And while the snow cover will hear the second movement of the Seventh Symphony Bétofen. He was a musician, obviously. "Pianist? Or look for a more interesting? "Clarinet? No! So if jazz .... mmhh ... Does the oboe? Nein. You must be an instrument that fits in the backpack of a soldier.
And yes. Also ... time will have many layers. An ancestor of his, then his grandchildren, then a mystery that takes several generations to resolve ...

but what good review of my novel does not exist yet! Excellent! Looks really good!

but I have to finish a thesis, go to Dresden, see snow and stop eating FRUTILUPIS And so I can concentrate EPICUREÍN !!!!!

I want to write that novel ...
... I want it to be invented.

psychiatric sponge.


PS: The advantage of the ambiguity of Castilian, is that I can someday make a post which is called "My Adventures with the German" and will have to read to find out if I met a German who had many adventures, or if I'm talking the boring story of how I discovered that alone requires zwar sentence with a verb, but und zwar not, and how that made me lose many hours. * Sigh *

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

How You Know You Have Lice

Hood Report

As always, the post has two parts: the anecdotal and philosophical. A lack of color, subtitles will guide you to avoid reading a boring choro, and others can go straight to the promised delivery.
This has three sections: Trivia, Choro Philosophical and Epilogue. The epilogue is cute, so they can spend at the end of those boring post and take a philosophical choro oclayo.
I'm going to sleep while (it often happens that I write these introductions the end) and see you soon, when I got to publish it here recorded.

Ah! Parish Notices: well yes, the billboard is paying mothers. But yes, every Tuesday there will be advances in theory and every Friday (for protests Higuito) higuiátrico choro. The other days are still pending .

Trivia
life
Without closing internet works much better. Why not me in the slightest effort to get it. If you need something, there are the IIFs or Mom's. Or the Starbucks or sangrona's.
The sangrona's. Had told them no? suddenly my ma had some exotic symptoms. The people of Xola sangrona's behaved to every mother with us. And that night I awake in the hospital. Not sleeping was not the problem, as you understand, but the strange environment. And since the Internet is reserved for patients who have earned the right to bed, I had no more than continue translating. A Anzulewicz ratites to ratitos Albert.
One advantage of private hospitals is that the family has free access to their sick child. And when I heard my mom snoring peacefully I left all the terrors and I could sit down to translate. I never thought I looked like a Latin language so fluent after the headaches caused by the German. And to my great fortune, he acknowledged that Latin had long had to translate from German, I'm going very slow but surely. Early
doitor specialist arrived and I said that everything was in order. From early morning he had sent the correct medications, and pneumas moods and my ma were back in order. Exotic symptoms subsided and we returned home happy.

But assume that it should be a report of my tesistas progress, not the events surrounding the thesis. One of the events is Åsa Larsson, but not related to fellow Stieg Larsson. And the thing works. When I have internet under the heading of "the weaker sex." But either because I got the blues, or as he lowered his inventiveness to the writers, the fact is that the soap opera seems increasingly dull, repetitive and slug. The wife left the husband is still behaving as if it were abandoned wife. The children of divorce see their parents remarry. Click novel: what is needed is that we teach the little children of divorced parents that we can remain happy because divorce affects not love our parents have. Although not always the case. But it should be. And the other characters and give me free spawn. Not depart from the cliché of good and bad. So the Colombian telenovelas are so Path: Yago because they need to be good dramas.
Anyway. I still Divangar. The fact is that a lack of soap, I have a novella by Åsa Larsson. And has the quality that one begins to understand that living in the north pole is to live eternally wet. You sweat but you can not remove the anorak (what the hell is an anorak? Without wikipedia I can not figure out). And if you're not careful, you can not get the car because it snowed a lot. And that is ridiculous when Estocolmianos arrive at Kiruna in light clothing. I guess that's 'light clothes' does not refer to garments that are customary in Yucatan summer. And the cold wind is like opening the skin Lajitas. And people come to work at four in the morning, because simply no point in living under a clock that does not get under the sun, or whenever there is light or there is never light. So if someone has insomnia, he goes to work. Okay read Åsa Larsson, and I have an idea of \u200b\u200bhow Finland (although the novel is about Sweden). Total: the only thing that gives me panic in Finland is the Finnish has 15 cases and I doubt that sometime in life can learn more than Perkele. But everything else I am not afraid. It does not happen to die made ice cubes.

Choro Philosophical
Ah yes ... the report.
Well, things are well. Nuchelmas finished reading. Two things got clear (and a useful bibliography of Emesa Nemesio about the thirteenth century.) One, the intent is not fully given if it is in the proposition. Ok. Ando discovered the coffee. And the other is that Alberto intentio in at least the elictae intentioned can be a parent to the dictates of Abelard (or as I call enuntiabile later.) That is: where lies are truth or falsity (the bearers of true and falsity.) That makes it quite distinct from Avicenna. According to me, for the intentioned Avicenita are what is made or broken with the formae (the product of sensory perception), ie, they are one of the terms of the conjunction. But Alberto is the composition or division itself. (And yes, I seemed to perceive, at last, what is the problem of empty names: it's like dividing by zero).
If I prove that, up to Deborah Black release me (again). It is not enough that the intentio be a sign of something to be intentional. From Aristotle's On Interpretation is very clear that there are sequences of signs that are incomplete and others that are complete. The proposition is the only complete. And I believe that only through it can return to the world. Sure! is necessary that the names refer to the proposition hold, but the term itself is unable to relate. Needs the vehicle of the proposition.
Or (as the French say), it happens at the level of content intellective, it must pass the sensitive soul similarly if it is to refer.
But first it might be worthwhile to clarify a few things (that I have confused rete). One is that 'concept' we understand it as something belonging to linguistic beings right?. But, for example, for a thirteenth (ie, the thirteenth century) a 'concept' of reason always implies the presence of a universal. Universal, I would almost say, is for our contemporaries an exotic creature among creatures conceptual. One more that is difficult to treat if one refuses to nominalism (perhaps for the Stoics was equally problematic.) But for a scholastic Aristotelian universal is the basis of rationality, or rather, of understanding.
In a very nice little article that I spent the Lobito on language in animals as Albertus Magnus, is evidenced the thing: the serpent whispered to Eve was a vehicle of the devil (body wise), but the snake did not understand the words who uttered. Why? because it lacks a rational soul, ie the intellect capable of housing the universal. Without such 'disembodied body' the snake does not capture the meaning or significance of what he says, because, as I, a concept is merely the fulfillment of a universal individuating features materials. But these characteristics are individuating inaprehesibles for understanding. This needs to return to the 'image sensitive' to identify the universal concept. Understand that this is an orange requires trade between the intellect and imaginative powers. So there is no homunculus fallacy. But also why there is no theory the proper name. And maybe that's why he had to get their hands a century after the theory to work better. If
theory of language as it is somewhat deficient as a theory of mind is almost perfect. Almost because, as I have seen throughout this century, how exactly the trade occurs between the universal and the particular within the soul is not so easy to explain. However, in general the scheme works well, even has a near-natural solution to the problem of empty names. Imagination will always be there for the lack of reference auxilizar.

Now if the sound level required to refer the declarative sentence, that is, able to assert that the state of things in the world, what happens to the soul level sensitive? As we need a scoring Wolfson dianoetikón similar to Aristotelian and divide a level of sensation.

(go for coffee, I keep explaining orita)

seven minutes
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(and came)

Well, we have the power that unites and divides. Is that enough? Perhaps compare with Avicenna first serve here for something.
Our beloved physician knows that unite and divide enough to explain the behavior private animal intellect. What causes the horse to combine 'red, round and sweet' feel like the apple? An orthodox Aristotelian would say that the mere fancy stored in memory, which relates that with appetite and pleasure enough. What makes the dog issue to the stone that has beaten him before? Orthodox say the same pain that the union with the image of the stone. But here things get complicated. What kind of passion is pain? What are referred to the pain? "'Pain' is a property of the thing?
No. 'pain' is not an intentional property (yes, rivers of ink have run on this, but I adhere to those who argue that ... and I think also Avicenna). And if not, then there can be a property of 'stone', ie could not be put into composition with the image of the stone (which, being the image, refer to: ergo, it is intentional). The dog has a sore leg, but how combining 'pain' with 'rock'?
Actually, what the dog needs is to be attributed to the stone the property of 'painful' or 'agent of pain. " But being "agent of pain 'is not a sensible quality, therefore can not be perceived by the senses. Say, the hand feels cold or hot, pain or itching; but that's not the same as attributing the heat a cup of coffee or cold to snow.
So what is it like to be 'agent of pain'? Nuchelmas
us a brief summary of the Stoic theory of lekt (I assume via Rist). And yes, it might be a clever way to explain the situation to Avicenna. A body is an agent, say estoiquitos. And the actions of that body as they are not themselves bodies. In 'The knife cuts', 'knife' is a body and 'cut' the action it performs. Is incorporeal. And so imperceptible to the senses. (I can not remember how things were going, but had already written better. It's happened in the next issue: the relationship of the intentioned sensibilis lekt Avicenna).
The kern of the case, then, is that the action exerted by the stone on the dog is not something that is perceived by the external senses: not seen and not palpable. Of course remains unclear, if my hypothesis is correct, how is that 'pain' we went to the intentio of "agent of pain." But at least solve the central problem posed by Avicenna: how to obtain, not through the intellect, a kind of practical information that will enable the beast to act accordingly and protect your life.
(For the most important case this is not the natural caution but the stone that hit the dog. The precautions are an exception explaining why the sheep are not extinct, if the experience needed to fear the wolves, and would disappear, since they are unable to communicate with each other experiences, let alone as he teaches the sheep the lamb that wolves are dangerous).
As you can see, dear readers, what you get with your intentioned Avicenna is the ability to explain how the union and division operates successfully without universal concepts that allow the execution of the practical syllogism.
Or (again in French) for just Avicenna the conjución and division of these elements to ensure the reference to the world. Ie the apperception of the state of affairs. No complicated, it goes further.
But Latinos, while Aristotle had no next to each other subterfuges were devoted to making the argument, had many other concerns. Where lies the truth or falsity? "In the state of affairs or mental content? "At an intermediate, namely, something like the contemporary proposal that guarantees the truth persists beyond the disappearance of those who believe in it? But if the philosopher and said mean things under the impressions that are in the soul, then what role the mental contents?
Here's where the happy dictates or enuntiabiles.

(cigars ... here I go and I choked and I need fresh air to see if I can pick up the thread. Just advance them something: in the end everyone will end by saying that the mental correlates of the dictates that proposition mysteriously is not something that is apprehended through the senses. But the dictates are not property, oh no!. It is the content of the proposition, ie the product of division and composition. Or put another way: veri et falsi ... Sound familiar, dear readers?)

Ok. I have no battery. I'll make a very brief preview of the next installment.
As stated above, the substantial difference between Avicenna and Alberti intentioned, is that the former are properties of the thing, which are subsequently joined or divided with formae. A formae can unite or divide with another (white with salt) or a intentio (hairy-gray with hostility). In contrast, the latter are the product of the merger or division. What unites and divides? the imago or similitudines.
This is very important to note that the same analogy holds Alberto. In a question (do not ask me what: why I'm translating the De homine, because my fucking 100 pages notes a map became unintelligible), said in an objection to a question asks whether, as there are apprehensions simplex and complex, so with sensible objects. The answer is devastating: a difference of Intellect which, by its nature, is able to accommodate both types, the meaning is not. Therefore, the mere apprehensions are in the imaginatio while the compound owned by the phantasia.
But what is the arrest made? veri et falsi intentio. This, as you can see, is analogous to the problem of enuntiabile oder dictates. Why?

The issue of more or less gives you well (ok, recharging batteries ... but do not ask for much):
A proposition does not mean only under their referents. If so, there would be no difference between "white dog" and the two different meanings "the dog is white" (compositio) and "the dog is not white" (divitio). But what thing in the world is referred to by the union or division? There is a steer that is, is not something that falls under the ten Aristotelian categories (as can be 'dog' and 'white'). But it's real, because otherwise there would be no meaning whatsoever. Therefore, whatever it is, is not something that comes first by the senses.
The question, then, is that what is had significantly by the declarative sentence is something that goes beyond simple terms mentioned. And this surplus is what Abelard (the Heloise) called dicta, while his supporters urged to resolve the myriad of problems left ontological, called enuntiabiles.
Some of the fans, they thought that extra something that is apprehended by the intellect without the mediation of the senses. But it does not apprehended in the passive sense that it apprehends the simplex, ie the universal concepts. Others agreed that it is a product of the soul: it is she who, through composition and division produces.

(damn! Now begins to make sense why Albert is so concerned to show that, despite the jucie own senses, the sensitive soul is passive ... hmm).

Well, there are almost no battery (in my mentesita). The way it is. Alberto
postulated in De homine 'two' external sensory faculties: own senses and common sense. And four internal sensory faculties: imagination, fantasy, estimation and memory (and its counterpart rational reminiscence).
The role of the imagination is made of the similitudines or images, and prepares them for the other faculties: the imagination, intellect, memory, or the same common sense. Remember: they are the equivalent sensitivity of simple apprehension.
dyad Then there is the fantasy-estimate. The role of the estimate, in De homine is almost subsidiary to the fantasy. And the role of fantasy is elica the intentions of the false and true through the composition and division of images.

Now, unlike English which has its verb 'elict' in Castilian lack of an equivalent, which leads to headaches, but also be smart about how to find the exact meaning Alberto's term. Elicere What do you mean here? As the Lobito is it produced?
As we have seen, if we keep the analogy with the dictates of Abelard, would be a legitimate translation, unless enuntiabile theory says otherwise Alberto (Alberto has provided such a theory, but stresses that Alberto Nuchelmans in On Interpretation does not pay beyond what they already said Aberlardo and his followers, which gives me hope that something similar to find us Alberto).

Anyway. I ran out of battery. I hope they can, with this, get an idea of \u200b\u200bwhere will the chapter. Now, the important thing: what follow steps for this fucking post will become a chapter?

1 .- The first is to finish translating the De homine. I explain. And read it. And write it down. And took appointments. But I still have an overview of the text. Also, after reading Nuchelmas (here I recognize his talents to Lobito Sen Sei) I dropped the twenty what to look at De homine. Thus, my method is as follows. Translate a 'post' and make it a summary highlighting the points that interest me, and letting noted what appears to me important, prioritizing one thing and another (the big problem with my first file is to write down everything that I called attention, and that became impenetrable).

2 .- The second is to end Ansulewicz. As I understand, there is the issue that interests me in this paragraph, except for a sub topic on materials appendages (which have not yet arrived). In any case, what he says Ansulewicz is relevant to the second part of the thesis: the problem of animatum speculum, ie the causal connection between the perceived and perception. But then I speak to that issue. Is, say, the other side of the problem. If I'm dealing with the intentional, then you have to deal with the causal process.

3 .- Send you to Lobito preliminary results of which I am talking.

4 .- Read a good time for Alberto interpretatione to seek a more solid basis than the stories of Abelard on dicta.

5 .- See if we're staying with the De homine or if we are to enter the De anima. I explain: in the De anima Alberto change the rules (that how you like it!). I think so we got to the De anima. However, this requires going through Averroes (glup!). We'll see if that remains for the proposition that follows, or if it fits into this. It all depends on my speed, and patience of the wolf wolf.

And
. For now.

Epilogue
I met at Lobito in the course of the debate on the Intellect in the thirteenth century. At that time all the blame was such ab Errare ... no, I say, Averroes. Magnum wrote a Commentary to llamdo text of animals. Inconseguible text. Well, there are
I was shocked that the teacher is more likely to happen was to understand the German translation to the Latin text. Anyway. The fact is that we do not want to spend photocopies of the Latin text. And there you have to sangrona of sponge who searched for air, land and sea (well, at the libraries of the city) until he found him. A set of photocopies, then would know they were copies of the copies that had Lobito. He went back when he saw my text. Yo, all proud, as I presumed. It was. At that time we believed that in Mexico there was another copy of the publication of Crawford, but these sets of photocopies.
it happened that one day a friend told me of the existence of Avicenna's books in a bookshop in the city. And I was (I invited Lobito, the record, but he declió the invitation).
What was my surprise when it turned out that this was the library Gregorio López López, recently deceased, who was my teacher of Thomistic Philosophy!. An old man that As I read Chinese, German and Zapotec. And what treasures had there!
I remember at that time was on the phone with Paco who I was telling a vital tragedy ... when in front of me, bound in green with gold letters, addressed the Averroes Latinus, Great Comment ...

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! !

is strange to think that this was like a godsend, the goddess of fortune, or daimon that I was fortunate. It was like a pact with medieval philosophy. It was like a prize for having so eagerly sought and have succeeded, while an agreement to undertake the journey of no return ... in the hand of my Sen Sei.
It is also curious that the final text is going to study for master's thesis. A seal.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Ranger Sailboat,california 2010

Honky Tonk Tesistan card. THURSDAY

Well, no, of course what would happen otherwise?!
sponge just trying to put order into something, and entropy retaliates against its most successful agent.
Yes. Falla nomber guan: it falls alive arris54g maintaining my connection to the world. Well, what problem? texts can be written in Word and then post in the sangrona's (or any other internet source). Done. Well, except Higuito participation had to be done in the higuiatra hot because you see the same Thursday.
(Here the creatures that you want to write utitadixerim mutiny to hegemonikon: Why set at Higuito on Thursday?! Higuito Then, on the verge of tears (remember that a patient higuátrico) is a reminder that has been under much pressure, that little bursts ... and who knows more what.)
But that's enough. "The imperturbable Hans" was given to Paco, because one was so happy that I forgot to write down the name. And of course: after a while, after a while I write the review but What was the name the star? And Dad? and Peter the Foul! ... no, not Peter ... nothing: you forgot to professional procrastinator's name all the characters. Except for Oma ... ahem ... but that was not the character's name but his title of nobility: grandmother (and what they want! a child, and sometimes my dad yet, "said Pal-Oma-Oma-y. ..). And, well, it is obvious: the professional procrastinator you can not assign any work because the procrastinating!
Do you mean?
was made to help the chapter may Paloma!
But: Alberto translating. Its role is to procrastinate. Anzulewicz read this is the role of Paloma. And of course, for that you need internet.
Well, there you have it in the sangrona's. And what happens? you have to deal with the FB. And what happens? Mom arrives with some exotic symptoms of some exotic disease that sent the hopital so and so. And it must await the outcome of the analysis. And you have to wait interclinical Specialist. And that gives the morning, and that was to have breakfast with Ely and Elisa and you have to talk to Ely, or waking too early or too late to avoid waiting hours to take in Barranca del Metro.
And that cats did not think before leaving the house "I'm going to make croquettes "???? Yes, I thought. And then I thought, but if I come back orita!!
jajajajajajajaja
And now hungry.
And for the same reason I took my novel ... and I have addiction to the novel.

But in the end was good, because since neither novel nor the Internet, professional procrastinator translated a bit of Alberto. And then "recognized" a passage that just may translate Paloma German (Ah labor cost as hell !!!!) And so so! Anzulewicz finally connects with Alberto ... ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ THE FUCKING GERMAN IS MORE DIFFICULT THAN THE GREEK !!!!!!!
And then another character tells utito: nel cake ... is that I do not remember, is what happens ...

Anyway. That's what happened. That's why we have not respected the plan billboards. What is more, not today's story says: Well no ... Valerio nothing: much Anzulewicz yet. And, rereading the good of Black ... hehe ... Juara Juara ... ok. Better not say anything.

And do not say anything because, gentlemen, this blog will move from
TUESDAY

TUESDAY

TUESDAY

with the progress of the thesis.

My mom is fine, and forwarded all the exotic.
(except the exotic dancing experience because who would you not remove?

That
spend nice weekend:

sponges and other creatures.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

What Color Shutters Should I Get

(first of all)

Higuito comes to apologize to you because he is too busy with the translation of Anzulewicz. Let Higuito narrate and tell them.

turns out that, at first, that Paloma decided to copy-paste the text of the article in Google translator, then Juan Carlos to take him to correct it. Namely: that Paloma was not going to translate or mothers. But then tried to unravel the mysterious meaning of "The UN has species warm. "Then he read what was written in German and found there was transcribed wrong: instead of" und "put" a ". But I also realized, the very gross, that cost him less work out what he was saying in German which I understood Google Translator. So what does that mean? Well, yes I understand the text! And they grabbed me translate my own.
obviously still need Google translator: a dictionary lampshade, and sometimes helps with turns a complex language (for which would also give me an elbow diccionariote buy ... that is: an iPod diccionariote). Or again, when there is a new structure that do not understand, all rare nouns replaced by "das Foto" (easy to handle) and find out how the structure ... ahem. That only worked once.
That's right: Juan Carlos I finally explained that "zu" very mysterious because of what I left the first attempt at reading.

Well ... in order. The thing is that reading Anzulewicz cost me about 3 hours per page. There are 25 pages, but my brain can only translate to 3 on 3 in a row. And yes. The Tragödie of the week: DIED the internet illegal. So perhaps there is no continuity with the card. But we'll try public! We'll try!.

About the session:
Old things came to mind. A more focused discussion Higuito, but rather dispersed by Higuita. Higuito finally realizes that, for now, his troubles are summarized in the thesis. And he asks the higuiatra to which role Epicureín it. Yes: it seems that the Epicureín is to avoid the obsessive thoughts. And guess what? Well that is obsessive-compulsive Higuito (Name! Rev!)
Higuito The thing is, wanted to know more: "Yes is a Higuito with AD? Or is it a myth that has been created? We have been asked to make a diagnosis. To see if you miss or gets duck. In that case, the higuiatra Higuito flee.
Higuito happy: his only concern for now, is the thesis.

***

Higuito had a dream last night liked him, yet was half evil. M. dreamed, his dearest friend a very long and thin country (the country ... but also M.). It was a dream too ... "Spring? but again, very wicked. No, I will tell (maybe in a few years to publish it as a story or thriller.)
The thing is that in the morning I fell on the twentieth of that in reality, who dreamed he was with "him" (on which he talked to them in the post below). And now the other one to torture me a bit, not knowing if that he simply did not like in the slightest. I say, not torture me both. But suddenly a thought that the psychiatric pussy is not enough to scare, I have: what if, in the end, all that happened yesterday was in my imagination?

Higuto says goodbye and returns to apologize for not writing what he had promised a post about guilt (the result of a conversation with Paco). But understand: Higuita obsessions are on the thesis ... and should not desaprovecar!.

To Utitadixerim, Higuto correspondent.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Accuracy Of Hiv Test After 3 Months

Extra pm

Updated clarification: I said this of the bill began on Thursday. Today is Wednesday (and still unfinished to Anzulewicz, so today, confórmense with these yellow lines).

Utitadixerim opens at this time your card.
Yes! Because you asked!

(ie. .. who asked what sponge?)
(shut structural reader story that readers are more structural quietly beautiful)

As higuiatra want the sponge grab a healthy lifestyle, put order in my life. Order, Health and Ornato says my mom! And I do not intend to quit nor go to bed early, I'll order here. The thing will go like this:

  • THURSDAY (because the charts always start on Thursday)
ADVENTURES OF A SICK HIGUITA
A Psychological drama (ie, a sikós-fig) about a Pythagorean soul embodied in a Manichean FIG torn between the madness, his self sangrona's medical practitioner and pills Epicureín- eudeimonina nitrate as a means of knowing itself.
This week: Interview # 6 with higuiatra / what's there and blame
Creature utitadixérica charge: Higuito

  • FRIDAY

CRITICAL-CAFE
New section about the detective stories or science fiction that reads between Nuchelmans sponge, Albert H. und der Große Anzulewicz. Also movies, music, soap operas and / or other recreational event.
This week: "The imperturbable Hans" teen thriller more than one nationality. Creature

utitadixérica charge: The professional procrastinator

  • SATURDAY AND / OR SUNDAY

VALERIO OF MALLS
mafufo Story writes that sponge when you are losing concentration.
This week: Valerio finds that, in addition to representing similitudo in mind the real Valerio, Valerio exists between: the narrative. / It is the similarity of July: it is not what he expected
Creature utitadixérica charge: The Valerio de amentiritas

  • MONDAY
As Cineteca: CLOSED
(Unless there is a significant political event to criticize or tell) Creature
utitadixérica charge: who gets to stand guard that day

  • TUESDAY

PROGRESS OF THE THESIS
Part of the Paloma such speculations of his thesis. Also review of its colloquia Medieval Philosophy tesista to Lobito.
This week: The vision that has Anzulewicz of the theory of the inner senses in Albert the Great, and if time permits, progress of the chapter) Creature
utitadixérica charge: the so Paloma

  • WEDNESDAY
DAY VARIETY
Here you can see an unpublished story, or the weekly adventures of sponge, or anything else that pleases me tell you.
This week: "TBC" Creature utitadixérica
charge: either-but at least,


If there is something very urgent that what is very necessary to speak, an open sponge EXTRA pm ( like today).
I write right now and not at night because a) I slept 4 hours, b) I have to translate the other half of Anzulewicz for Thursday; c) Post Now Right?

With this card, dear public, you can choose which days to come, and so I will refrain from writing nonsense that not the case coming.

sponge that you love them.

PD:
:)
(why smiling, sponge?)
(because today I saw?)
(Who saw, sponge?)
( I say no, do not tell you! ... but I'm happy)
(Hey, just do not go to abuse of the postscripts to have things that not the case eh?)
(Aish structural reader story! You quietly say you look more beautiful. Jealous because you played lead a section?)
(the address I all! I'm your sensor head!)
(Ni mais pigeons ... lol ... the censor is the structural NARRATOR story)
(why do you think, naive sponge ... well but who did you see?)
(to him):)
(Aish! Who?)
(Someone who only produces happiness, Bastet with that)

Monday, April 4, 2011

Retailers That Sell Daily's Mixers

Trans Lator

Ok, I'll tell you a secret.
My dad told me some months ago that if you really the German made me so hard, and if they really did need to read my short article in German, then to pick up the Google translator. And I put all worthy and I said how it happened. Well
. Epicureín do not know if or what it was, but after I said, "Well asshole or what am I? Is time to deal with things" and then I have with Google Translate and Anzulewicz.
obvious: you need to recognize to some extent the grammatical structure of what is being read, and get to know the subject to know which way the term is correct.
Google Translate is a fairly evolved translator: muuuchos recognizes idioms (which certainly is not as good because pone giros donde no van y entonces una sufre muchísimo).
Sí: de pronto hay que partir los párrafos, o de plano hay enunciados enteros que hay que traducir "a mano". Pero por ahora llevo unas ocho cuartillas de 25.

(y ya me estoy comenzando a familiarizar con cierto vocabulario técnico).

En estos días mi tesis es posible gracias a la tecnología. Ayer encontré en línea el comentario de Averroes al Peri Hermenéias (gracias a un amigo hebraísta del otro lado del Atlántico quién me frecuenta por FB). Toda la Apud Iuntas y todo el Alberto Magno de Borgnet están trepados a Internet. Y existe Google Translator.
¿Qué habría sido del destino de la Filosofía if St. Augustine, instead of begging him to St. Jerome translated the Greek things, he could translate to Sources with Google transducer?
nopalito endemic
This will complete the thesis. Pronto.

that unless I'm just not. Sponge

technological parasitic

PS: Obviously, I do not trust anyway. Tomorrow I will see the teacher of German. Juan Carlitos and tell me if this tactic works.

Do Herpes In Pubic Hair

Ç

you know? for 4 hours I was writing a post. It was about my thesis. Actually I was going to tell you how I discovered a conductor and his relationship with a director. But then I thought chance encounter in which he has looked at how I discovered the book Garceau Nuchelmans and ended up trying to explain what was my thesis.
And that ended on 7 pages on how to move from negative vel affirmatio to Animatum Speculum. For now the only thing I will say is that the Speculum Animatum is a concave mirror.
do not know. The freedom that allows me blog, the informality with which I would write (sometimes it might be an insult to my readers) I removed the grave glaucopapirofobia these days I was rushing. And in that series of unrelated ideas that went from the Stoics lekt the intention of Avicenna, and theory of Abelard gives the intention of Alberto, I finally see something.
I'm still afraid what if I'm saying a lot of nonsense about my bad my analytic training and training emerging medieval? Well, for that I have the consultant that I have right? to serve the consultants that are specialists in a chosen topic. What is more, one chose to face this issue of "I want to learn, teach." So decided to do a thesis but Alberto Avicenna: because the consultant is a specialist in Alberta. And ignore your Sen Sei and read Roger Bacon and Nuchelmans. Y Garceau discovered. And I send a mail asking about the book because a revised bibliography of the volume of his book that appears in Google Books and saw that appointment. And yes, he answers that have the book (and writes the name with cedilla "Garceau" and is embarrassed by all the misspelling until you remember that the happy cedilla not appear in the bibliography of Nuchelmans. The shame does not yield because no way to blame Nuchelmans's own inattention. If one went to Wikipedia for not writing bad Guillgermo of Auvergne, and still puts "Auvergne" in brackets, not unless there were two William of Auvergne only one was William of Auvergne, y. .. y. ..).

4 hours and suddenly out the possible connection. 4 hours and have illusions of being able to say something new about a subject that was not so obvious. 4 hours and pray that Anzulewicz has not already thrown their hypothesis in their barbaric language texts. 4 hours and laughs Di Martino and the conclusions drawn from the De homine, "it was to match a lot of different sources, but has now paved the way to Thomas." No. Di Martino Alberto underestimated too. Sure, she worked with Borgnet editing. And though she read Arabic when dealing with Avicenna, I had the very great fortune to work with editing Anzulewicz, indicating where neatly Nemesio Nicene Gregory is mistaken, or where it is taken by Averroes Al Ghazali. E indicates a play called By resulting in Speculo , indicating that the same Anzulewicz the edited and wrote a huge study on it. That's right: in German. Yes: Di Martino lives in primermundilandia and read Arabic. But I, here in the tunas nopaltitlán holes and my training, I was fortunate to meet with an Aeon that connects the light of this mollerita Oiropas clay, this baroque sugar skulls. An Aeon whose native language is at once the barbaric dialect of metaphysics and the warm English voice. Really lucky. And luck be mollerita I have: capable of receiving.

That's right. I must admit a thing. I have a lot of envy Di Martino, and therefore every mistake that causes me great satisfaction. Not just because I identify, but the bad blood that swarms in all envy. But once I identify with her. Acknowledgements writing closely resemble my paternal transfer-asesoril I write in these lines.

I have no illusions. The secondary literature hangs like a sword over my head any time now my super collapse hypotheses may not be familiar with the subject. But I have a secret hope that I am discovering something that might not be so obvious. Something that may not be so studied. I am putting a bit. Something can come of this. Y en todo caso, confío en la brújula del Eón ése, ese mismo que me corrige, discreto pero firme, cuando omito la ç en un apellido francés.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Ashleyfurnitureoutlet

Valerio (the coffers of memory)

I

¡Esto no tiene sentido! piensa Valerio, mientras observa cómo se afloja la cerradura de la escotilla que cierra su cubículo.

¿Cómo describir esto? se pregunta al mismo momento en que empuja hacia afuera la pesada escotilla que finalmente ha cedido. ¿Cómo describiría esta mujer lo que aquí ocurre?

Pongamos al tanto al público de lo que aquí ocurre.

Valerio was a philologist who was returning from a long study tour in Europe, most of which were spent in Paris. He specialized in De Anima of Aristotle and the late antique commentators of Aristotle, in particular John Philoponus. At that time, his only possession in the world were 17 boxes of books purchased in France and Germany during those years. He was born in Mexico, but his mother was Portuguese. Finally

sailed to Mexico. arrival at the port of Veracruz, he bought a small book-lined velvet strangely (what color was it?). It was a very bad translation the Castilian of De Anima of Aristotle, but had some strange notes in Russian. Valerio does not know Russian, but recognized Greek terms were right where they should. That caught his attention and kept the little book for Julio, whose career could be described as a cure-polyglot, you clarify a little mystery.
Arriving in Mexico City, his former fiancee - Lenore? - And in July it expected to report that his mother had died. On reaching home he found his sister, an obese woman and ten years older than him who wanted to strip him of his house and leave, as the only inheritance, a cat aged 15 years of age.

strange happens here and what the public does not know yet. Valerio "remembered" it clear that he does not have an obese sister who is ten years. Would schizophrenia? Suddenly all his memories seemed empty and contradictory. What year passed all this? If he had traveled by boat because it would take all as in the 30's right? it also had made several telephone calls.
That thought startled him how did he know that his life occurred in the thirties, just because the trip had not happened on a plane?

Valerio was then "woke up". He woke up in several ways. She opened her eyes and realized that I was not dozing in the soft bed of his home in Mexico City with the old cat purring on your feet ... no, he was locked in a kind of dark and cold dungeon.
And it was when it was revealed a terrible truth: he was a character. No, not a person: it was the character that someone had invented. Someone who, to make matters worse, had never set foot in Paris or in Germany or in Lisbon, and whose only real memory of Europe was Vigo in Galicia, in 1992.
was a character stored in a cubicle kind of dark and cold, stash there until this 'someone' occurred to him to keep writing nonsense of times and countries that do not know. Valerio
was outraged: "author" of that story was not worth it. Did not even speak all languages \u200b\u200bValerio yes! but to his chagrin, he discovered that he did not actually speak them. Their skills were greater than those of Dr. Frankenstein who had designed. His real skills, not imaginary ... but what skills "real" could have a 'character' emerged from the imagination of "other"? What fuck meant "other" when he was but an appendage of a great mind he could do and undo what he wanted? And the worst: a desire limited to its capabilities?.

But Valerio, however, had discovered something valuable, had autonomy from the monster that he created. He had asked who he was. And he had discovered something of himself regardless of what the author wanted perverse. He was calm, had to observe what was happening while he was away from the influence of the author, his creator.
first thing I discovered is that dark place where it was opened once in a while. He does not realize that was hard was when the "author" was sleeping.

Finally one day he decided to leave when he opened the door that imprisoned: it was a hatch with a glass roof. And found out he was in a huge building, a kind of surreal palace where he traveled, hurried, strange and distorted characters. In general, the fauna of that place consisted of cats, white horses, astronauts and other things rather own a dream. That! that with which it was were the dreams of the "author."
finally found one day the 'stage' where it happened dreams. It was when he realized that the "author" was a woman.

thought I should suspect Valerio intospecciones I have not even men ...


II


are perhaps three or four o'clock. He rubs his hands together: it really cold. A small man was about

Boss? Now what are we doing?

A map
"answers Valerio a map of associations have this woman in the head .

not understand ...


Right now I'll explain. Did you bring what I asked? Does the notebook and pencil? .


The man pulled from his bag a small notebook and a fountain pen. Valerio looked a little disappointed ... good could not ask for miracles ... but ...

why at least bring ink? Stupid If you run out of ink how can we continue?!

The man looked at him with concern ... but hey, thought Valerio, hardly going to end the cartridge. He himself had little idea of \u200b\u200bwhat they were looking for the happy associations. He only knew that each of the characters who wandered there every night was associated with another in an almost "how to say? all had a kind of bond with others ... and once they had met someone identical to yourself. It happened when he repeated the magic word: hegemonikon . Then the man ran toward him. It was a little taller than him (which caused him some discomfort). It was like a "he" but more perfect.

Who are you? Valerio asked that time.

Valerio.

No, let's see ... Valerio me.

But the man said nothing. Simply stared at him without flinching. That meeting was impressive: his first interview with another "character" ... Was he a character? Valerio hands will sweat. I do not want to admit but it was actually very excited. It was almost like looking in a mirror but it was not him. Maybe it was meeting the "other side" of himself! ... Or its referent in reality! Someone who knew the world outside of the Palaces of Memory!

Well ... ahem ... Valerio. Who are you?

Valerio.

This ... yes, yes ... I had already said that. Well. Y. .. y. .. Where do you know the author? Valerio

put all hope in that question. Perhaps decipher the mystery would be as easy as asking him things ...

"Author? I do not understand. What do you mean?

The Author! The One who created us! O well, tell me more about you.

know Greek.

That I also know! Tell me more! Do you know Eleanor? Will the real Leonardo?

But "Valerio" twin does not seem to understand your questions. What is more, did not seem to be "shocked" like himself against such an encounter. He seemed completely indifferent. It seemed ... as if he had soul. As if ... as if it was just a wandering image. Like a ghost ...

similitudo is a , Valerio! For more questions you do not you make nothing of it!

July! Valerio cried when he saw the man who, from behind, shouted

July! What fun! I thought I was alone in this damn scary world! "You're a character! You know who you are? You know something else?! Valerio

ran to him and hugged him tightly. Inadvertently began to whimper.

I also understand very little, Valerio ... but I also found my "magic word" phantasma I think "woke up" a few hours before you. I heard banging on the walls of your cubicle.

But yesterday I saw you and did not seem to understand or not mothers!

guess it was not me was my similitudo ... or similitudo to which I am associated. And you will wake up. We will meet soon. Easy. You can get information to your similitudo . I think we are lucky to have such similitudines in here. I recently met another person crying in a corner. It was scary you know what it was?

"said Valerio not looking like a child who is listening for the first time a terrible ghost story.

Valerio was a cat! A flying cat and talked and cried in despair because I knew who he was! And then I found other monsters like that kind of anguish!. I am frightened Valerio! How is it that we lived in a normal city, we were people with meat, nerves and bones, and now we are locked into this nightmare that even is ours?

... Valerio

felt a lump in my throat which caused him to be July the first night I decided to leave his cubicle. He passed his hand across his throat and remained so for a few seconds. The man finally hawking throat.

Yes, yes! sorry ... I got distracted. Let's see. Type in the word book ... Valerio

hesitated for a second. If the spoke would come to meet the other Valerio. I was terrified of finding. What if tested with the magic word of July? What else will appear? "Another similitudo and soulless empty eyes? Feel the terror of seeing a no-July there. Y. .. Leonor "would also have a magic word? but what would it be? Where to begin? His poor assistant was one of those characters without similitudo. I had tried everything. But the poor man does not come any word to the head that invoke nothing.

writes: There are two types of creatures ... What would you call this place? July

Father called "The Memory Palace" According

: writes:
"The Memory Palace there are several types of creatures. Some are 'characters' who have self-awareness and others who no possess. The characters will call first and second similarity. Among the characters are of two types: those with similarities
and those without.

" similitudines " the man corrected him. and feminine, not masculine.

How? You too will know the vocabulary of July?

No, well, a little: the other day I heard him talk to his' similitudo . " Why not invoked? At least not going to answer the same as the other Valerio. If the other Valerio know Greek, I think other Julio knows ... What do you call the other language?

"Latin ?

And then came July similitudo ...