lunes, 28 de febrero de 2011

"Sociedades verdaderamente secretas"

Masones, Illuminati, Rosacruces, Mistéricos, Círculo Negro... Algunas de las Sociedades secretas más conocidas. Pero por lo tanto, secretas ya no más. En cambio habrá al menos una en algún lugar recóndito de la Tierra, de muy pocos miembros y alejada de los asuntos terrenos. Deben poder vivir más de cien años, trasladarse en Unicornios o en Pegasos, comer únicamente vegetales, hortalizas y frutas, o jugar de niños con Dragones y Duendes Padrinos.

Otra cosa que estuve imaginando en cuanto al régimen de un grupo verdaderamente apartado de lo terrenal, es la posibilidad de vivir únicamente tomando agua... Claro que ésta sería un agua nacida de la montaña y con todas las cualidades de la comida más completa y saludable.

Todo esto que visto desde aquí parece casi inaceptable, es un ejemplo de lo que algunos pudieron obtener convirtiéndose en anacoretas en la antigüedad.

viernes, 18 de febrero de 2011

Always St. Valentine, For Many Little Souls

Last Monday the world celebrated St. Valentine. The following case took place in 2006, but there were many more couples like them, and there will be; for to them, every day can be St. Valentine.

A German Donkey is making an ass out of herself after falling in love with a Gander.
The farm where the unlikely couple live, in the Saxon town of Cottbus, has been besieged by journalists and curious visitors since the affair featured in local newspaper, the Lausitzer Rundschau.
The gander, whose name is Hannibal, met Heidi the Donkey when he was put into her enclosure for being too aggressive to be kept with the other birds.
Staff say the couple quickly fell for each other, eating and sleeping together and are now completely inseparable.
The Gander jealously attacks any male Donkeys who go near Heidi. Heidi in turn is not interested in other Donkeys, and follows Hannibal around all day long.


















domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011

In the Year of the Rabbit...

...A story to celebrate their cleverness.

THE RABBIT AND THE CROCODILES

Once there was a little Rabbit. He was small but he was very clever. He lived on an island in the middle of a river. He was the only Rabbit on the island. One day he wanted to cross the river but he could not find a bridge anywhere.
"What can I do?" he asked to himself. "There isn't any bridge. How can I cross?”
Just then he saw a big Crocodile by the river.
"Ah, ”he thought. "Now I know what I can do?" He went up to Crocodile.
"Good morning, Mr. Crocodile", he said.
"Good morning", replied the Crocodile.
Then the Rabbit asked, "How many Crocodiles are there in this river? Do you know?"
"No, I don't", the Crocodile answered.
"You don't know?" the Rabbit said. "I know exactly how many Rabbits there are in this river".
"I've never counted them", answered the Crocodile. "My grandfather never counted them, and my father never counted them, and I have never either".
"Why don't you count them?" asked the Rabbit.
The Crocodile answered sadly, "Because I can't count".
Then the rabbit asked, "Do you want to know how many Crocodiles there are?"
"Yes, I do", answered the Crocodile. "Can you help me?"
"Yes, I can", the Rabbit replied, "But call all the Crocodiles together first".
So, the big Crocodile called the other Crocodiles, and the all came to him. There were bygones and little ones, large ones and also small ones, old ones and young ones, long ones and short ones.
They all came together. Then the big Crocodile said to the Rabbit, "Now, Mr. Rabbit, here we are. Please count us".
"All right", said the Rabbit. "But first make a line. Then I count you".
When they were ready, the Rabbit cried, "Here I go!" and he jumped up from one Crocodile to another. He counted while he was going across.
"One, two, three, four, five... twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight..." and he jumped onto the last Crocodile and called out, "Twenty-nine!".
Then the little Rabbit jumped up on the other side of the river, turned around and said, "There are exactly twenty-nine Crocodiles in this river. Now you how many Crocodiles there are?".
The big Crocodile was very pleased. He, said, "thank you, Mr. Rabbit, for counting us. Now we know exactly how many Crocodiles there are in this river".
The other Crocodiles were pleased, too. "Now we know", they all said happily.
Then the big Crocodile said to the little Rabbit, "And now, Mr. Rabbit, please tell us how many Rabbits there are on the island".
The little Rabbit said, "There aren't any Rabbits on the island. When I was on the island, there was one. I was the only Rabbit on the island, so there was exactly one- me".
When the Crocodiles heard his story, they all laughed, and the big crocodiles said. "You are very small, Mr. Rabbit, and you are very clever. But thank you for your counting to us".
The little Rabbit laughed, too. He said, "And you are very kind. Thank you for making a bridge for me. You made a beautiful bridge. Thank you very much. Now... Please don't forget. There are exactly twenty-nine Crocodiles in this river". And the little Rabbit ran away.