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pirates of the caribbean: the curse of the black pearl is gonna be out on dvd on december 2nd!
once again...
PIRATES! DECEMBER 2nd!!
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as a departure from the horribly wonderful fathers and sons, a brief excerpt from century of the wind by eduardo galeano, the most beautifully written 'history' book i've come across. i chose this bit 'cause my mommy is from bluefields.
1984: Bluefields
Flying
Deep root, lofty trunk, dense foliage: from the center of the world rises a thornless tree, one of those trees that know how to give themselves to the birds. Around the tree whirl dancing couples, navel to navel, undulating to a music that wakens stones and sets fire to ice. As they dance, they dress and undress the tree with streaming ribbons of every color. On this tormented, continuously invaded, continuously bombarded coast of Nicaragua, the Maypole fiesta is celebrated as usual.
The tree of life knows that, whatever happens, the warm music spinning around it will never stop. However much death may come, however much blood may flow, the music will dance men and women as long as the air breathes them and the land plows and loves them.
once again...
PIRATES! DECEMBER 2nd!!
...
as a departure from the horribly wonderful fathers and sons, a brief excerpt from century of the wind by eduardo galeano, the most beautifully written 'history' book i've come across. i chose this bit 'cause my mommy is from bluefields.
1984: Bluefields
Flying
Deep root, lofty trunk, dense foliage: from the center of the world rises a thornless tree, one of those trees that know how to give themselves to the birds. Around the tree whirl dancing couples, navel to navel, undulating to a music that wakens stones and sets fire to ice. As they dance, they dress and undress the tree with streaming ribbons of every color. On this tormented, continuously invaded, continuously bombarded coast of Nicaragua, the Maypole fiesta is celebrated as usual.
The tree of life knows that, whatever happens, the warm music spinning around it will never stop. However much death may come, however much blood may flow, the music will dance men and women as long as the air breathes them and the land plows and loves them.