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These are not the hands of giants

These are not the hands of giants
These are not the hands of geniuses who have shaped our
chains or crime

They are accustomed to hand themselves
Empty love Empty World
The common man has not tightened

They are blind Foreign
To everything that is not stupidly prey
Their pleasure akin to the flames of the desert

Their ten fingers multiply zeros
in accounts that do not lead to anything at the far end of Bankruptcy
And their ability to fill nil

These hands are the stern instead of being at the bow
At dusk instead of at dawn And radiant
dividing the momentum cancels all hope

These are just hands Sentenced For
always a joyous crowd down the day
Where everyone could just be forever

And laugh to know he is not alone on earth
Wanting to behave in accordance with its brothers
For a single happiness that laughter is a law

It is in our hands that are the most numerous
Grind abolish the death silly mysteries
Building due to be born and live happily.

Paul Eluard.

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The Castle of the Poor (excerpt)

I never lie nor doubt

I love you as just the world

As the sky explodes and reign

I

initial letter Words that you always seek

Capitalize the ideal

Who commands you to love me.

The Castle of the Poor, Paul Eluard.

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Cheesecake marbled with chocolate and hazelnut Nutella Brownies

Here is a cake I made recently, and I will repeat very soon ... it is decadent ;)))... I present today because it is a special day. hey .. yes I refreshed a year ... from a certain age, we women have resumes from the other side ... hehehe.

I made this nice treat for individual servings, but originally it was a big cake ... I like the individual servings, much less manipulation when you have to bring in someone treat over the cut is impeccable:) I

Garnish with a ganache and hazelnut grilled ... a real treat:))

cheesecake marbled with chocolate and hazelnut




Crust 1 cup all-purpose flour
1 / 3 cup packed brown sugar
1 / 3 cup margarine (I salted butter)
1 / 2 cup toasted hazelnuts, chopped Trim



2 pkg (250 g each) cream cheese, softened 1 box
(300 mL) sweetened condensed milk EAGLE BRAND

3 eggs 1 / 4 cup lemon juice
2 / 3 cup spreadable cream hazelnut chocolate


Fashion Preparation: Mix

flour and brown sugar in a bowl. Cut in margarine until mixture is crumbly. Stir in hazelnuts. Press mixture firmly onto bottom of springform pan 9-inch (23 cm) pan. Bake at 350 degrees F (180 C), 12 minutes. Remove from oven. Lower the oven temperature to 300 ° F (150 C).


Trim:

Beat cream cheese in large bowl of electric mixer at medium speed until well blended. Gradually add condensed milk, beating. Add eggs and lemon juice, beating until blended.
Spoon 1 1 / 2 cup filling into a bowl. Stir in hazelnut cream spread.
Spoon half of the gold trim (about 1 1 / 2 cup of the crust. Spoon half the chocolate filling (about 1 cup on top. Repeat layers. Pass a small metal spatula into the batter in zigzag to marble, taking care not to break the crust.

Bake at 300 ° F, 40 to 50 minutes (min 12 minutes) or until filling is just cooked. Cool completely on a grid.

Source: Eagle Brand

38 Weeks No Pelvic Girdle Pain

The sacred is what gives life and that which delights, is the source from which it flows, the estuary where it is lost. But it's also what does not in any cases have fully while it. Life is wear and loss. She hounds in vain to persevere in his being and to refuse any expenditure, in order to better preserve. The death lurks.

No fireworks of any value. Each living knows or senses. He knows the choices left to it. He feared to give, to sacrifice , well aware of his very being squandered. But to withhold his gifts, his energy and his property, to use it with caution for practical purposes and interested laypersons thus does not save anyone, at the end of decay and grave. Anything that does not burn, rot. So the lasting truth of the sacred lies she simultaneously in fascination and horror of the blaze decay.

Roger Caillois, Man and the Sacred, the last chapter, "The sacred condition of life."