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The Incident of the Dog wrong

Don Cosme looks out the window and wait. Or wait and look out the window. It is raining outside, inside, too. Is a metaphor and not: there is a leak somewhere in the room of Don Cosme. There are leaks all over the asylum.

Don Cosme Javier will wonder when to visit. The days pass the same, always. Outside it rains or shines, but Don Cosme continues inside, because one afternoon Javier decided that there, in the asylum, would be better. Don Cosme has no illness that requires a continuity of professional care, if so, he would understand. But Don Cosme simply old age, and then not know why his son was put in that place instead of leaving it in the room of his house, which was not disturbed.

There was an incident that could explain this to Don Cosme, but that was many years ago, when Javier was a baby. Don Cosme and remember, it's likely that you remember not Javier. It turns out that Alice wanted a dog, and Don Cosme bought it. For a while, everything went well. But the dog puppy and no longer left to be funny, and began to bark and pee and poop in places where it should. And then Don Cosme said the dog had to go.

find a new home would take a long time, and Don Cosme did not want to take time. After all, he thought, it's just a dog. That night, very late, so the neighbors would not see him (there's always some nut who respects both dogs and humans), took the dog to the car (Javier want to go with him), walked four or five miles to reach a square, stepped the car, tied the dog to a tree, climbed into the car and went home. It began to rain. And Javier felt (though of course, could not explain it well), that all this ritual was something of treason. Ie: the dog had taught him that this is your house, this is your doghouse, this is your meal, and suddenly, one midnight, they left him tied to a tree in a place and go. And the dog barked, of course. And it is increasingly distant as the car moved and the dog was tied up, and Javier learned that his father had tied because, having left loose, the dog would have chased the car until you get home, because it taught him is your house, this is your doghouse, this is your meal. And one, man or dog, is what he learns and does what he teaches. And that night, Don Javier Cosme taught to leave someone when that someone, man or dog, find it annoying, is something that can be done.

- Why Grandpa no longer lives with us? Martin asked Javier.

"Because it's old, Martin.

- Why when people are old they are driving them out of the house?

Javier looked at his son, and thought. And he remembered something he thought he had forgotten.

-Ponete the jacket. Let's find the grandfather.

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midnight in his labyrinth Reality Waiting for the Savior

"Certainty is an emotion, not fact," says Philip Seymour Hoffman, Meryl Streep in "Doubt," when she (nun) states have certainty that he (priest) of child molestation.

The movie (excellent) shows no facts. Show perceptions, interpretations, opinions. Emotions. And I watch a second time, and doubt. I doubt the accuracy of the nun, I doubt the innocence the cure. And I doubt my doubt, I doubt my ability to be wrong and I doubt my ability to hit. And I get my doubts about the movie (inevitable) and transfer to reality.

Emotion has a leading role in reality. The certainty emotion, emotion-doubt. Active emotion reality, shapes, transforms it into something mobile. If only there would not have the facts wrong or rightly, as the facts are irrefutable and leave no margin for error or guess (how I'm wrong, how to hit, when it comes to judging something that can not be denied?). Still, even judging by the facts, the matter is more complicated than it may seem, a fact not born from nothing, things do not just happen. If something happens (something undeniable, something completely verifiable) is because one thing led to that happening. The truth is almost always more behind than you think. So: how do we judge without possibility of misunderstanding something we do not know where, how and when did it start?

The reality is emotional and, therefore, incomprehensible. And at the same time, the emotion in all its forms that makes possible the reality, for better or for worse, as their own biases but pour in every event we witness (or that we witnessed) would cease to be human. The reality is a set of facts and perceptions, and if some of that lack, reality ceases to exist.

If I wrote this because I'm sure what I think. I have the certainty that is so. But as I agree with the priest, I have also confident that I can be absolutely wrong.

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I saw on the way, in Pompeii, I was at 160 and he walked down the street, naked, filthy, with a beard that looked like cotton mixed with glue . Age difficult to estimate, maybe if you take off the beard and dirt and marks hardness (Metaphorical and otherwise) that cover the skin, we would find a man of forty, or fifty, or sixty, who knows. Paraba
the cars and asked them silver, whatever the answer, he shouted "I am Jesus, I am Jesus!" I assumed that it is doing this for a long time, because the cry had no pain or anger or despair or anything. Around
still there. It was four hours, but the man was walking down the street, stopping cars and shouting that is Jesus.

The shock was so unexpected and violent that I saw just what happened: the car that was ahead of my 160 is worn low barrier, and the train was put the car. Firefighters said there was nothing to be done. The car driver was dead.
I, who had fallen from 160 to miss the crowd to the morbid curiosity and had not killed but seduced, I saw that the man claiming to be Jesus had come too, and stood beside me, looking in the car. Then I looked fixed, just in case, to see if he saw in his face a tiny sign of someone who does a miracle (frowning in concentration, X-ray eyes, I dunno, something), and a fireman suddenly exclaimed " Time is not dead, breathe! "but nothing happened.
The next time I'll give you a coin.

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and what you will say

I just say something

and what you do

I will hide in the language

and why

afraid I have

(Pizarnik).

-Julia, does the report?
(William stood beside the desk, behind the woman. Then he stepped back, then returned to close. Asked about the report with an imperious tone, safe, ice, boss. He touched the cup women, closer to the center of the table. He smoothed his tie to do something with your hands).
"You told me I needed the report for tomorrow, sir.
(Julia sat a strand of hair behind an ear. He responded to voice their chief secretary. It was his secretary, and he answered as his secretary. He grabbed his cup and drank what remained of coffee and soon clears more. He arranged a stack of papers off).
"He must have misunderstood you, Julia. I need to Monday.
(William put his hands in his pockets. A fly had landed on the head of Julia, William looked to fly for more than two seconds. William was afraid that Julia was love, and was afraid that Julia did not was love. A name Guillermo liked Julia, because naming is closer. William was terrified every time they were encouraged to nominate Julia).
"For now it is impossible, sir. Could it be tomorrow at noon?
(Julia pulled a nonexistent lint in one eye and examined it, to do something with your eyes, not to look at William. Then scared to fly that had landed on his head. Julia was scared William knew that he was love, because he, as well as love, he was chief. Julia liked to hear his name in the voice of William, Julia felt that her name was the only truth from unreality of reports, work schedules and misunderstandings).
"For tomorrow, without fail, Julia.
"Yes, sir.