is that these feelings generated in me, I need to live my emotions better.
Music: Overture "La Forza del Destino Giuseppe Verdi's opera.
Comments: Yes please, you are always welcome.
Aguirre, stood upright on the first rung of the fence parallel to the lane closure alienated by which two Basque shepherds had and gave to the sheep according to their marks in their respective pens.
With pleasant countenance anything and always like itself, if inadvertently outlined a contrite smile, her face looked more like a grimace than a simian human expression.
voluntarily in appearance unpleasant, greasy complexiona, shone despite the clouds of dust that the precipitate parade of sheep raised by altering the air with scents disgustingly repulsive and immediately transformed the atmosphere in a foul and stifling.
As a bit alien to everything and far from noise, elbow to elbow, leaning on the fence bordering the yard of Aguirre, Ennis and Jack spend the time left, waiting like an irreversible two guilty verdicts.
and unsatisfied at the end, Mr. Aguirre were paid, muttering inaudible words between his teeth at them, provide the most optimistic ideas dentist suicide. In a flip, mechanical gesture that over time had become a habit, Jack threw histable.
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Ennis, a man strong, self-made and convictions, did not realize the impact of your answer, for him it had nothing derogatory or conclusive.
Jack, more sensitive, more emotional, the perceived pain.
of spoiled child, mentally unstable by the strong personality of his father, and like his mother, had suffered his tyranny, brutality. A man as sharp as it developed in secret whiskey in a hut hidden behind a clump of bushes ranch, and took advantage of windy days to dissipate the pestilential odor emitting destilacisee him suffer.
For about a few seconds hated it!, As those who love, hate, passion, with fury, with his usual tenacity in him ..
feelings, which surprised those who can not love, because paradoxically are absurd, and changeable, for moments later, with the same starting and repenting, said passionately looking into the eyes, tapering to violence to get hurt and loving with delirium.
"You are my love my life"
He looked shaky on the mirror, Ennis was no longer visible.
Suddenly, the prisoner of a panic, Jack, desperate, angry, helpless, stopped his pickup truck, feeling anxiety, nervousness impossible to hide.
was allowed to fallr on the wheel, his face hidden in her hands and a tiny voice, she whispered to herself
a short prayer that God, hope for the suffering and the last refuge of the desperate.
"Sir, do not forsake me, help me."
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Because youth is a continual intoxication, it is the fever of reason, it is madness of the senses, every night they made love, again and again, passionately, with insatiable thirst with its 20 years of age yet. Always being exhausted and dissatisfied, one wish, one option, start over and over again into oblivion itself, hasta.
- 'Ennis bastard son of a bitch, how have the courage to separate you from me so like ... "
Son of a bitch, that Ennis would not allow anybody, whoever he was, even when Jack himself. Disabling it forcefully twisted her arm and forced him to kneel.
- "What! .., Are you going to hit?"
A few seconds passed, no more, suddenly discouraged, they looked to the soul dragging on the ground, no intention of rudeness, Ennis took a deep breath, first stunned , then pity, feeling the painful expression on Jack, let go of his arm and with his habitual expression of sadness stared blankly.
- "... .. Jack, what's wrong? ... Come, come here. " CHTMCIO and kissed the triangle of his hairless chest, the shirt Ennis desbrochada offered, further pressed against him and divined his wishes, so both yearned for.
Thus, standing against the wall, violently loving, desperate, and forgetting for a few minutes of happiness, which inexorably, inevitably had to be separated.
Slowly, silently, looking for words that did not exist, Ennis was separated from Jack, the legs of her jeans stained with his semen.
Both were literally exhausted.
His eyes searched one last time.
cried as men weep with bitter tears, burning tears, tears that are not forgotten.
parted In silenceRe: Good afternoon, good afternoon. 02/12/2008 5:27 munnoch
pm (local) (link) Mark
Thank you for your nice words always very friendly, although they encouraged me and encouraged me also terrify me a bit I'm afraid to expect too much from me and, I would not disappoint, especially you, Carmen. With Ennis and Jack
I am happy and hope that through me what are they also
"... pity they have not served but to increase your pain."
"L'homme est un apprenti the douleur est son maitre, et nul ne se connaît pas tant qu'il n'a souffert." Alfred de Musset
Man is an apprentice and the pain is his teacher, and is known to be (unnately) being
is true, but there are pains that exalt the soul, and on the horizon perceives a beam of light ... ...
Thank you Carmen.
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marian3105
02/12/2008 8:24 pm (local) (link) Mark
This chapter is awesome, I do not know where to start!
"For the space of a few seconds hated it!, As those who love, hate, passion, with fury, with his usual tenacity ..
feelings, which surprised those who can not love, because paradoxically are absurd , and volatile, for moments later, with the same starting and repenting, said passionately looking into the eyes, tapering to violence hasgancia moreover, faithfully interpret the emotions. Rt
José A hug.
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babytammy
02/12/2008 10:46 pm (local) (link) Mark
Hell, no, I can not say what I want ... drowning in tears ....
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munnoch
12/02/2008 11:56 pm (local) (link) Mark
Your hojos my reflaja say what your soul.
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babytammy
02/12/2008 11:12 pm (local) (link) Mark
My dear Joseph ... ...
I've torn your heart with this, we have thrown to the ground, hctibles swore whispering promises. Entwined and promises that they could never forget.
No, Jack refused to conceive that so much had been mistaken. These whores
mountains were happy as never will be.
With Ennis was happy, so happy that he even forget that so far was his only love, first love of his life, Mike. **
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babytammy
02/12/2008 11:12 pm (local) (link) Mark
held my breath when Jack turned around with his pick up .... and for a moment I thought ... Oh
Joseph, even as you speak love our jeans! This sounds so real, so to Jack as he exprwhy that last time he saw Ennis in the movie, you know? I wish Jack would have said this to Ennis in the film: **
- 'Ennis bastard son of a bitch, how have the courage to separate you from me so like ... "**
This part of deep and heartfelt beauty, I was almost shaking, and it took over 5 minutes to read it because he saw what he was reading because of the tears ...
**
With the strength of despair shook, suffering so much that to their bodies screamed in pain.
And it was gently brushing his lips against Jack where Ennis was offered the sweetest confession, for the first time, declared his love.
- "Jack ... ... .. I love you I love you love mor, believed never be able to love ...., Jack, you're better than this miserable life has given me. "
**
cried as men weep with bitter tears, burning tears, tears that are not forgotten .
parted in silence. Ennis
submerged by a huge fire that will consume the entrails controlling himself not to cry ...
- Jack wait! - .... The Jack, who as a sunbeam doraría their memories over a lifetime. **
Incredible, extraordinary ... no words, perhaps there are not enough good adjectives to express how brilliant this is, Joseph.
Please call Alex or I will myself. This has to be read by more people.
not think I can sleep. You broke my heart ....
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"Tomorrow Will Be Another Day" Scarlet O'Hara
munnoch
03/12/2008 12:41 am (local) (link) Mark
sorry to cause your crying baby but do not forget all the tears that always shines hope.
I think this chapter is a lot like me, sometimes I am Jack other Ennis,
has cost me enough publicity, I had too many doubts. Gradually
walk together for happier trails, but because the true passion provides the uncertainty that all the torments of the most difficult to carry on, makes them share the pleasure, shame and tor these parts. Only one thing is costing me a bit more, Ennis, I find it hard to see that love me and stuff like that, but I happened to other stories Ennis develop a very different ending to the original and coming to life itself. A kiss and keep writing, but do not comment very often I'll be reading insurance.
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munnoch
12/04/2008 6:45 pm (local) (link) Mark
sincerely happy Marianv your intervention, your comments are the only rewards of our work bad or good. At first the comment
Carmen that failure to receive comments on my stories was not very important to me, I must confess that I was wrong abIsmal, without them I do not exist, and write without getting that horrible support frustration. Ennis
About the only reference I have is the film and the translation of the book both in French which does not represent our heroes as men of great clubs, Ennis rarely used no profanity and dialogue are more of a man although little studied, but you're right I reflect too much on Ennis.
Thank you, thank you.
Joseph.
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12/04/2008 7:14 pm (local) (link) Mark
I have a lot of outstanding chapters to read this week, so I left this post to read it was certain q
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