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chosen by the second author in this new phase of the project is Quipu Álvaro Ávila Díaz, Chiclayo twenty-four, who studied journalism and is now said to engage in something " that has nothing to do with that. " For these days the jurors were Daniel Salas and Gustavo Faverón. He reminds those who wish to participate can send their stories or poems to e gfaveron@gmail.com . The stories not selected for a fortnight will be considered for the next fortnight.


THE GARDEN OF
Álvaro Díaz Dávila ONANA

What am I doing here? What am I doing here? I am a skewer stand.
(It was what the poet said Juan Ramirez Ruiz Chiclayo at a meeting of friends any night).

Bruno has disappeared and nobody knows where it is. For months left his home and was lost forever in the life of everyone. Until now I still looking, but I think no hope to find. As the months have progressed, the memory of Bruno has become a ghost that seeps into our lives, our conversations and in our dreams. Yesterday I dreamed, for example, that Bruno was the rocket was carrying a black letters that said "uncertainty." So I at least I have not stopped thinking about it or possible reasons for his disappearance, a disappearance that was strange at first, but then return to our speculations as a logical consequence creepy, as if the fate of Bruno is had condemned himself to evaporate, to disintegrate voluntarily in his own pathetic drama of an artist who does not know who to be.
One day he said: "I do not know what happens, but I feel that all the girls I've been are the same, all women have been the same just with a different body, as if each of them a repeat same prototype, the same way of seeing life. " That idea was torturing him for long. Bruno's life as his wives, a child is constantly repeated, as giving circles about the same, and for some reason I do not understand, one day Bruno realizes that. Those things do not understand. It was as if, suddenly, Bruno had decided awakening, or at any rate, it had awakened in a reckless manner and began to realize that life was something else. Bruno at every moment guy told us that he thought life was saved as a surprise, nobody had told him but he was convinced of that, and he has lived - he said - as if his life was not his true life, because his life would come true then and it would be different, more fun, but that he thought a child, but has been growing and growing and I felt very small, very disappointed, everything is so difficult, so big, so far me, now I am convinced that life I had saved nothing, life asshole, and now I'm walking in the dark. His words.
Ay! What you've been waiting for in life, Bruno. Before Bruno was happy and sad, sad and happy life of the same: his songs always, your mother, television programs ever, his old friends, their girlfriends - all the same - as always, his torment daily always, his manic sensibility as always, all blended into a torrent of emotions that were demolished daily and write songs pretty, yes, pretty, but never completely heartbreaking, beautiful but never ended up saying what he really felt, nice but not really good, and Bruno found that too and is scolded himself, and became depressed, was dazed and suffered a small internal despair. A small internal despair that I assume is the same as someone who feels he realizes that his life is a sham. Or the same internal despair of someone who could see their future through a window and saw what was a very dark tunnel and almost infinite. Things like this without exaggeration.

Bruno's life began to change. First, lightly, with sudden and strange decisions and mood swings, and then with more force and intensity until it became a real melancholic delirium. Up to become a confusing or surreal dream. Or something like that, because reality Bruno simply ceased to be the reality, as rockets are written the words "Uncertainty." Plane, I confess that the idea excited me, I looked really funny that a mediocre artist and without confidence in himself as he came to turn inward and to ask much about your own life, that he did disconnect with reality. For I knew well the life of Bruno, his shyness, his stories flow, its romances with discrete emotion of adolescents suffering and dull, the four or five bands, books and films that are its low cultural encyclopedia, of their inability to approach the risks and make important decisions, store in your little world inside only childhood television programs, its cloying romance like chocolate. In substance and in appearance, Bruno was a child. One looked and could not resist his charm and sweet restless boy, talked to him and thought that until a while ago had been playing in a school garden. There were twenty-five years but still carried within itself the unconscious and the spontaneity of a child, I have not met someone as spontaneous as Bruno, was unthinkable to find in it a premeditation, or a question exaggerated things. Bruno spoke and acted from his "I", its unique and valuable "me." A child Bruno sentenced to be impaled by their emotions, to let fall through life without thinking too much, without going into anything, the contradiction of a tear drop constantly accompanied by an eternal smile. But Bruno has changed and I honestly do not understand these things. How does an ordinary guy like Bruno could become lyrically crazy? Or beautifully mad, or fascinatingly crazy, or crazy dearly. Usually people do not change so drastically, and then how much Bruno is depressed one or two nights, but had returned to their everyday mediocrity, because so are ordinary guys, and because Bruno, like any ordinary guy, forget unconsciously concerns that might shake, and that it lacks depth. And so, without drama, you could spend your life to death in sweet ignorance. But Bruno woke up one day and a rocket called "Uncertainty" took him from his world to deposit on the planet for us all. Since then, Bruno wondered about life, death and the meaning of things and at first one I listened and laughed, because nobody thought he would take things too seriously. For my part I was beginning to observe the life of Bruno with special joy - in fact I was dying of laughter -. I became a silent follower of your progress as an artist confused, eager to know himself. Bruno's personality was "amusing - more complex and contradictory. Within him began to emerge, thanks - your alter ego and unhealthy self-destructive. And Bruno was spend time in silence, staring at the ceiling. The roof. And Bruno walking back and forth looking for a thought. A thought. Tried marijuana, although he failed in his insane desire to become an addict because it greatly bothered effect. Bruno suffering for the time, who called his principal enemy. This anguish for the lost time was triggered by a sudden, when he warned that what he was doing was useless to himself, then, for example, in the middle of a movie to which Bruno was not "essence", he stopped and went, where?, to be with myself, he told us. Or maybe one morning to Bruno you see it running, literally, saying that "ghost vacuum" and had not pursued him to devote more time, so I ran because I had to pick up a book, or listening to a disc.
The first condition was the paranoia with his voice. Became concerned about his voice, he was convinced that his voice was not always the same, constantly changing according to your mood or what he called his "inner strength." Both were convinced himself that idea, you really started to notice the differences, so sometimes he looked confident, with good pronunciation, speaking with emphasis each word, and others, he looked tired, fragile, even stuttering. Was a reflection of inner states, and therefore missed what was a smooth and rough voice, a soft voice that spreads with the wind.
spent all this because I thought that everything he did Bruno manages the tenderness and naivete. I looked at him, and he quickly became my personal hero, everyday and ordinary that character that makes every effort to rebel against their destiny of eternal repetition of the same. In the end, Bruno longed passionate about something, do not know if there reached that conclusion, but I am sure that Bruno wanted was that passion that would give some meaning to his life. But the passion has always eluded him, disappeared from his being like sand through his hands, came to life as shooting lightning, true and fleeting moments where I really "felt" life, but that quickly faded back to his daily frivolity. That is madness, of that crazy desire to hold on to that which made her feel alive, it was a shipwreck that sank in the sea of \u200b\u200bconventionality, and the only salvation was the transcendent, immortal and superior. But the way this was not the knowledge or the intelligentsia, but passion, that is, blood in the veins, the pressure in the stomach, the exaltation of the senses, pure emotion, and in recent months we saw him struggling to achieve, or at least played fighting.

Bruno During that time he had an affair with Leila, his last girlfriend, who threatened to leave a thousand times, of which he served three and then return to the arms of the poor and Leila confused, convinced that he could not live without it, but because deep agonizing not stand for being so conventional and unable to understand. But Bruno needed it, that was obvious. Leila was the first listener of his songs, the only disciple of doctrines, the accomplice infallible projects. Leila was always there because she loved him, because he believed everything. And if I be blunt on this point, I would say that if Bruno ever became something that he thought to himself as it was for Leila. And Leila was the first to convert the disappearance of Bruno in a mystical event, and at times, when excited, prophetic. Leila because I felt I was losing, which was slipping from her arms, she saw him and it was as if he were not, as a vacuum, and with her kisses Bruno was saying goodbye. When I started writing this story undoubtedly the first thing I did was look at Leila and talk about Bruno. Leila was the only witness the last days with us. I became close friends with her and I get very personal details. Leila tells me for example that the last five days hardly left his room for anything. Bruno still lived with his parents and they are worried about feeding, but we hardly had any communication. Save Leila, who was to sleep with him and made love once in a while. Even told me that sex was acting very strange Bruno, stood up, hiding his head between the neck and shoulder of Leila and said nothing and did not issue any noise, just hid his head and moved for a few seconds end. The last few times they Leila been well and became almost an act of gratitude. She understood that as Bruno left his shelter to appease itself as quickly as possible that need "disgusting." That was the word used to refer to Bruno sex: nasty. And with that word I heard - and understood - another great torments endured Bruno almost in silence: his overwhelming sexual appetite. I did not know, but Bruno had never stopped to masturbate. Sex seemed to envelop, suffocate, torture while I hated it. It was a secret addiction that consumed every day because I could not stop thinking about sex, and that, he said, was the most terrible misfortunes because it separated from its artistic essence and spiritual things Bruno. When Leila told me this I laughed, but she said do not laugh. For Bruno it was very serious. One day Bruno was thinking so much in case he dreamed a little creepy. He dreamed that old men dressed as children played in a huge garden, and was masturbating while playing. This means that as they ran and were circled by taking the penis. And not stop until they got together to masturbate each other and fell to the grass to have an orgasm almost simultaneously, and all at once went into a delirious trance sounds of screaming and then relax as children with a finger in the mouth.

several weeks ago that I'm trying to write this story. The correct it and rewrite constantly. I have no fear of expressing exactly what happened and above all, do not want to reflect dramatics. Because everything looked like a joke, a joke current ceases to be funny at the time that Bruno truly go away. Until that time Bruno is candid, playful, fragile, brave but never, never able to fulfill what he did next. And it was precisely the dream that Leila told me what really motivated me to write. Many days I was thinking about that dream and got to see it as a symbolism of his life and it seemed a fantastic dream. I understood that Bruno was one of those old running around the huge garden without stopping to masturbate, because being in constant masturbation was his way of "denying" the reality, not to accept it, be satisfied with yourself and not needing anything else your body. Bruno prefers to masturbate and then continue playing in that huge garden which was the world and then sleep with a finger in his mouth. And so and so getting old.
I'm sure Bruno realized that and why not stopped thinking about that dream, and its funny and exaggerated desperation for change had to do with who wanted to stop being that old that did not stop masturbating. Because for me your sex drive comprised only part of his complex personality, and indeed his masturbation was widespread, that is, living masturbating with their hobbies, their fears, complexes, with his tenderness with his whole being enjoyed and got used to it so that not want to live in another world than their own satisfaction. But for some reason I do not understand, Bruno wants to break that bubble, inside this little world complacency. It felt empty, she was a child, he was immature.

One night, months before his death, talked about his future. This time Bruno had been playing his songs, was too restless, expressive and good humor, funny talk and sing with vanity, vanity sudden and exaggerated product more than the excitement and wine of real and fragile personality. What happens is that Bruno knew we were enjoying it, their hobbies to speak of his tender songs, his voice, original voice that strong and harsh tones that gave him some flair. And that we were hearing him sing and talk, until I do not know why or where it came from, we decided to curse him about his future as a musician. What I remember is that the initial idea had no more claim than to encourage it to think a little more on what you can do with their music, so of a scolding from friends. According to us, was a way to let him know that it seemed too good to continue wasting his time, though we had no clue what to do to achieve something, so long as the conversation progressed our idea became a series of stupid and useless comments about what Bruno had to do with his life. What else could I do Bruno?, Perhaps none of us had asked that really, after all, had his band had recorded, as he could, his songs on an album distributed to his friends, played constantly on local concerts and each Best time I was composing songs in a creative process that it was necessary and motivator, but what Bruno was good enough to get to something else? That night we behave like fools, and we spent a long time deliberating on the fate of our friend Bruno, who minutes earlier was playing a great time to be a special singer, sensitive and confident, but after being lectured by we began to experience a surround saddening that seemed to devour it and was clearly reflected in his face pale, his eyes fixed on nothing and their comments were reducing distracted and laconic monosyllables. Sometimes I am inclined to think that night began to change something inside of Bruno.
In one of his last night with Leila said while watching the stars through the window: "I think the last day of my life will be like this, watching the stars, without having understood anything"
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biweekly for the first this new stage of Quipu , there were six dozen texts by young authors (not all came to be reviewed, many of them will join fifty other texts arrived in the last two weeks). The jury in charge of this first selection were Javier Ernesto Garvich and Carlin, who was elected by common agreement the two stories submitted by July Meza, stressing especially one of them, " tree." July Meza (Lima) has twenty years, is a graduate lawyer PUCP now available to study literature at the same university. He has published a book of short stories, Three turns deadly , published by Gabriel Rimachi Casatomada directing. Runs a blog critical of rock called Catch the Light ( http://www.atrapalaluz.blogspot.com/ ).



Tree East of a sky of white clouds, the sun was rising morning with his characteristic force (like a man of light that stretches exhibiting a bulging belly) and, with his natural strength, threw its yellow rays that produce iridescence on the rocks of towering mountains. Several feet below, in the village, the red tiles and bright windows of the facades for the emergence of the morning, and these blazes were small rare constellations that were visible from the distance. In the plaza, the cathedral cast a long shadow, which increased in size to cross the road, enter the center and cool the wooden bench that was home to a beggar. A block away, on the street leading to the river's calm waters, were the homes of wealthy people, and, as result, the most caring and pleasant throughout the valley. One of those buildings, which was located on a busy corner, it was the Lord, an elderly man, but with a body so hard that gave the idea for years, rather than affect, had given a fiber invincible. Outside his front door where he received visits from their peers, the result stood for decades had been completed at that place: a tree with deep roots, trunk, thick and firm, and branches and leaves of a great abundance.
- Time it takes this beast! "Said the gentleman, coming to the village to find the gardener.
One hundred meters, the gardener was walking slowly, as if thinking with patience before each step. On his back bent, and a raffia bag, carrying his tools, some clothes and a bottle with gasoline. "But how rich, he thought, after feeling the heat from the environment in your body, and began to whistle. The melody flowed from his lips was apparently gay, but had an undercurrent that makes her sad and, at times, to dramatically sad. For try as (put a finger in your mouth and your teeth), could not avoid the dark air their music. "It seems that inside me sends a bad signal," he pondered, and yet he continued blowing pace.
After passing through an intersection, he saw the man, who exhibited a face of exasperation, and recently advanced very rapidly, then realized that was late. "Wow, this man is bitter, I think," he thought.
already ahead of his boss, dropped his stuff and greeted with a genuine love - Señorcito, good morning. How are you today?
"To you that you care how I am," replied the man, aggressively. You should receive half an hour ago.
"Yes," said the gardener señorcito, lowering his head. But no bother. At the end of the day I arrived, right? ... Tell me, what I'm good?
"First, show up early next, said the man, because otherwise I will not give any order, and, relaxing his bad temper, said the tree. Well, you see that?
"Yes.
"I want you do fall.
"But ..." said the gardener, looking at the tree for a moment that is healthy and strong. Why do you want it down?
- To you my reasons why you are interested! "Mr. turned to rage. Just cut it!
"As you wish, then, sent the outfielder accepted -. I will as soon as possible.
"Wait," added the man, scratching his head. If I tell you, maybe work harder.
"See, señorcito.
"Look, it happens that my wife is very ill," explained the master. She thinks she will die. But consider that this will not happen to sing a bird of ill omen. And the only place where you can place the animal is in that tree. Therefore, while there is no such plant scrubbed, no bird will listen.
"I understand," said the gardener señorcito respectfully.
"Well, now I'm going," concluded Mr.. You already know your work.
While withdrawing the master, the gardener stood in front of the tree and watched him carefully, under the strong sun, had a stately and high, like someone important. "Besides, he thought," seems hard and stubborn spirit, like a matron of those. " Immediately, the gardener is deterred and contracted the body to couple the jaw with her chest. Your meditation will indicated that should show respect, it was not dealing with a peer. But after a few seconds when he realized he was facing a tree, completely straightened, placed in a position to fight, and said defiantly: "I do not expire or her bearing of Lord or anything ... And finally, I will not let him hurt the lady!
From the perspective of the gardener, the tree seemed to respond to his words, stirred slightly, as if he were laughing at his threat. ***



-end has come, Mr. Tree, the gardener is encouraged, lifting the pruning shears. Now you know my job.
With a meticulous artist, and their step charts, began cutting the smaller branches. For someone not advised, it seemed to be doing a hairdressing job, but exude the trades required by plants. After several minutes, when he finished his task, leaving the tree only with heavy branching, took the machete and, with blows, finally pulling down those arms brown and tortuous. And his face and chest stained ground, fell to the ground and proceeded to get ready for the hardest job: to break the trunk. Wielding the ax with both hands, cut down time and again, pausing at times to wipe his forehead, or drinking water a glass bottle. Half an hour later, when he was about to complete (only missing three or four axes), grabbed the rope and with great precision, wrapped to the side of the trunk. Then pulled with power, until, after shouting "down care!" Up the tree fell, plunging to its integrity.
"I told you would kill you," cried the gardener, drawing half smile. Now therefore, I see the Lord.
Meanwhile, the sun continued to rule with a vengeance, throwing its rays as if giving his blessing to all existing beings. In response, the flowers opened their petals, colors, inviting you to fall inside a little bit of golden energy scattered in the countryside and animals, with a joy expressing ecstasy, played by moving from one place to another and producing a dissonant noise but happy. Beyond that, however, a set of clouds dawns, which gradually became a ghostly gray, like ghosts lurked, and expanded its shadow tense for some rough areas. In turn, the wind, which seemed to annoy the light of day, exhaled to the east, sometimes gently, sometimes with heartbreaking power, and slowly moved to the white flakes from the sky to meet the sun.
Moving without haste, the gardener came the house and knocked on the door. Immediately, the Lord appeared and asked what he wanted.
"I've done," said the gardener señorcito, cheerfully. You can tell your lady to be calm. Nothing will happen.
"Hey, but you're gross? "Mr. and bothered, stretching a finger, he said. The tree is still there!
- What? He impressed the gardener, turning. But if some time ago ...
- Do your homework, so lazy! "Said the master, and threw the door.
Thunderstruck, the gardener to the tree rolled his eyes blazing with anger, this was with the trunk intact, without any broken branches and leaves with his shock of a life full of arrogant.
"I'm not going to do," broke the gardener, angrily. I do not going to do! ***



At altitude, the wind had blown a liberating force, pushed the clouds over several kilometers and, having achieved its initial purpose, dark environment so that everything was stained an ash color. Clouds, with their bulky nature and black now, they issued incessant lightning caused the sensation of a sudden, they would definitely explode. The sun, which could be seen only as a glow and some of bright lances, dying without a fight and static, as if it had been enough his brief reign.
-With yes, no? "Said the gardener, exuding bitterness.
With swift movements, took off his jacket and polo, and tied a leather belt around his waist. Without waiting a moment, took his ax and furiously, hit the tree at its base. He repeated this act several times, without rest or to take a breath, until he managed to leave the center open the trunk. "It will collapse," thought the gardener, turning the tree. "A good or bad." Continued to rage ever stronger, as if in a fit of insanity, homicidal stab wounds were inflicted on a victim who is about to be slain. After one minute, with their surroundings filled with wood chips, the tree began to lean to the left. Leaving the previously used rope to one side, threw terrible kicking against the bark peeling, and grinding frighteningly, the tree collapsed.
- I told him I could not me! He praised the gardener. I told you!
To leave no doubt of his achievement, followed by chopping the fallen tree struck. With the face and back wet with sweat hot, hard given the branches, almost without distinguishing those that were small from those of larger size. In fifteen minutes, and displaying calloused fingers, his feet had a huge green and brown mound. Then seizes another instrument (a saw), and continued with the bare trunk. Unmoved by the sap that spilled like blood, the body lying wounded gradually, to get the first slice of wood. Forty-five minutes later, there was no trunk, but a round dozen pieces. "Here it does not stop," he told the tree, mentally, while panting from exhaustion. "Only the good has begun." With the ax, and the latest energy spending and the copies, destroyed the above parts and, as if to light a fire, wood accumulated in large quantities.
- Who is the Lord, then? "Said the gardener, completely tired, but proud. Now tell me who is the lord!
-Who are you talking about, crazy shit, "cried the man, from inside your home.
outfielder turned and went to the man with a triumphant tone, he said: - I finished! Come and see how it looks!
The Lord opened the door and fell silent, as if thinking the most poignant answer an insult.
- tare! "Cried at last, and added, his eyes blazing: - But if there is the tree! Perhaps trying to make fun of me!
Thunderstruck, the gardener turned his head back and, with trembling joints, he found the whole tree, as well as I had seen on arrival.
- Hell, finished a good time or you will not want more for your services! "Said the lord, and went knocking on the door.
fielder, pulling the tresses, shouted: - No way! No way! Do not let him win! No! ***



Exploiting an aggressive frenzy that sick head, the gardener did not reflect a moment just got carried away by the mere push start, and began to soak the tree with the gasoline he had in a bottle. Mojo the most exposed, from the visible areas of the roots to the trunk and branches intertwined trailed. As his pulse was wild (not stand the irritation that caused him to have been beaten twice by the tree), stained the floor and their feet shod in sandals. Finally, soaked a cloth and carried by a desire pyromaniac, lit with a match and threw it to the tree. This went up like a giant torch crackled incessantly, spewing thick black smoke.
- I beat him! Snapped joy the gardener. Now I beat him! -And laughed with laughter alienated: "Ja, ja, ja! Ju, ju, ju!
The sun had completely disappeared without leaving even a modest sign of his presence. The clouds, which were the new rulers of the sky, wore a deep black and in addition to burst into deafening spasms of light, like rays cast vengeful witch. The wind, losing coordination, blowing at close range, interspersed in disarray and lacking a clear sense. Of a sudden, we heard a roar louder than all the above, and for a moment, he lived an atmosphere paralyzed, as if time had detained in a photograph.
And with violence, it rained.
- No! Cried the gardener. No release of this!
flames tree, which had grown significantly, began to fade, and smoke erupted in coils like a snake delighted to your basket. The gardener, without waiting for a second, and clumsy movements by despair, threw more gasoline, and they happen to be soaked chest and legs. I will not hand
win! No! He yelled, and no reason relaunched laughter: "Ha, ha, ha! Ju, ju, ju!
Then, on fire. The tree was engulfed in flames, but not with the same vigor as before. With eyes wide, the gardener began to whistle, as he did earlier in the day. But now, with his music, also danced, leaving long tracks in the mud. His tune was exalted, and referred to a supreme triumph and a spiritual joy. It was a carnival party own melody, it was composed of parts joyful and a lustful mood. But, deep down, had a mournful air, which indicated the melancholy that produces the proximity of death. As the announcement sounded lively and resigned from someone who, despite his superhuman efforts, will perish.
fielder's head down mechanically and without surprisingly, found to have the boot of his pants on. And without wisdom, bathed with the remainder of gasoline, whereas larger Expedia howls: - Ja, ja, ja! Ju, ju, ju!
And, with the body on fire to bonzo, shouted: "So you will die! He will die!
and ran to hug the trunk of the tree, fire and fire together and, to be consumed, not faded. ***



was not long (two to three hours) so that clouds will wear in liquid trance, then evacuated as water is consumed as bodies affected by famine. At one point, disappeared from the horizon, and presented with a renewed aura, who ruled at the outset: the sun. This, sending its brilliant light, gave new life to the atmosphere that was warm and welcoming as a mother. The wind, meanwhile, completely relaxed, and only made itself felt by way of a cool breeze that relaxes the face and subtly moves things tame.
The Lord left his home and found a frightening scene: scattered across the floor, had an ax, a saw, a rope, a container and pruning shears, and beyond, a charred body, which only showed how pieces white teeth intact, was displayed with an angry gesture and tense and next, the tree stood full and lush with life which has been reborn.
"But ..." said the gentleman in surprise. But what happened?
Suddenly, a black bird perched on a thick branch of the tree. The man, who had seen it coming, picked up some stones and tried to frighten it.
- Out! "He said. Outside, a monster!
Without heeding the Lord, the black bird opened its beak and, by first making a gurgling, sang with a sublime simplicity. Then, dodging a projectile thrown at him, he left.
- Damn! "Shouted the man, raising his fists. Damn bird of ill omen! ***



At night, under a moon full of reflections, the wife of Mr. died after vomiting blood.

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Halloween and Wizard of Oz in Lima

Two good news that, frankly, I do think that they will not do only what comes of the year.

Two of the best metal bands in general and Halloween Wizard of Oz come to Lima for the next month. The English band, Wizard of Oz , for its part is to promote the album that brought last year in November, " City trees." No doubt the folk of this group is the highlight, although other things. The voice of José Mario Martínez Arroyo , better known as José Andrëa , for example.

On Sunday April 13, do not miss it. Tickets are already sold in Zeta Bookstore and will be about 50 soles.

On the other hand, we finally have confirmed that the masters of power metal: Helloween and Gamma Ray . Believe it or just update the tour to South America in both official pages: Wednesday 30 April, the Park exhibition will be metallic with the powerful voices of and Kai Hansen Deris Andre , although not the appropriate local at least we're happy to listen live. There is no doubt that this concert will be a full house: Halloween with the album's flagship power " The Keeper of the seven keys ." Oh wait this tour, "Hellish-Rock . In either case, both sides closed as they always do in concert, together, playing" I want out " .

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Our bodies require energy-rich foods to perform our daily routines and maintain a constant energy level. It is also important to avoid sugar, which causes peaks and valleys of energy. "Remember, the combination of good nutrition, drinking plenty of water and avoid foods with lots of sugar will help to achieve energy for his day.

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What happens when improving nutrition

What better nutrition?
is the introduction of better quality food. For example, if a person replaces a protein rich food such as pork and beef, beef is considered healthier because it is easier to digest, chicken is superior to beef and fish the chicken as it is digested much easier and has much less saturated fat. Peas and lentils are eaten with vegetables at the same time, are higher in the nutrients needed to rebuild health. To climb the ladder of health, we find the protein-rich foods can be eaten raw. Then ascend to the nuts and seeds can be eaten in its natural state in this condition, all the enzymes are intact. The amino acids found in its most refined. Minerals and vitamins, carbohydrates and "sources of life" are present. In this way, we are able to reproduce healthy tissue. This same quality rating also applies to carbohydrates (starches and foods high in sugar), fats and foods rich in minerals.
The quality of a nutritional program is improved also removing toxic substances such as coffee, tea, chocolate, snuff, salt, pepper, etc..
What is the relationship between the quality of food and recovery from illness?
the following: the better the quality of the food we eat, the quicker we recover from an illness, since we are apt to digest and assimilate.
What happens when a person improves their nutrition?
The amazing intelligence present in every cell of the body and the wisdom of our body starts to manifest. The body begins to remove the materials and fabrics of low to give rise to a higher level, which are used to generate new, healthy tissue. THIS IS THE PLAN OF GOD - THE NATURE.
The body is very selective and is continually looking to improve their health. The body is always trying to produce health and always succeed, unless our interference is very large. That's when we fail to recover and degenerate in diseases.
What are the symptoms or signs that become evident when we improve our diet?
When we stop the use of toxic stimulants such as coffee, tea, chocolate or cocoa, is a general rule that occur both headaches and depression. This is because the body is eliminating toxins in our tissues (called caffeine and theobromine) through the bloodstream. Before these noxious agents reach their final destination, these irritants degenerate into headaches. The faster you work the heart the greater the sense of excitement, when it's slow produces a depressed state. Usually, within three days, these symptoms disappear and we feel stronger and healthier.
lesser extent, the same process is repeated when we leave the low-quality foods and replace them with better food. Low quality products are prepared from spices, salt and other ingredients. Animal food such as meat, turkey, fish, etc, are more stimulating the cheese, nuts and vegetable proteins. As a result, the extraction of stimulants caused by the decrease in consumption of animal flesh produces a relaxation of cardiac function, which is recorded in the brain and lack of energy. This "low" initial lasts about ten days or less. Passing the "slump" experienced an increase in strength, decreased stress and a feeling of wellbeing.
The person who starts a plan, it remains for about ten days and then abandons him, say: "Oh, I felt better with my old diet. The new me feel weak." He has failed because it did not give your body a chance to adapt and complete this first phase: recovery. I waited a few days would have felt better than before.
During the initial stage (lasting about 10 days), the vital energy that is commonly on the outside of the body (muscles and skin), moves to the internal organs to begin the rebuilding process. This drop of energy to internal organs produces a feeling of tiredness, which often mind interprets as weakness. In fact, the power increases, but much of it is devoted to the reconstruction of the organs and is not available for muscle mass. Any weakness you feel, not debe considerarse debilidad sino un redireccionamiento de fuerzas hacia los órganos vitales. Aquí es importante que la persona detenga el gasto de energía, descanse y duerma más. ESTA ES UNA ETAPA CRUCIAL y si la persona recurre a estimulantes de cualquier tipo, abortará y arruinará el intento de regeneración del organismo.
A medida que uno continúa mejorando la nutrición y gradualmente mejora la calidad de los alimentos ingeridos, síntomas interesantes comienzan a aparecer. El cuerpo comienza un proceso llamado "RETRACING". La inteligencia celular razona más o menos así: "¡Oh, mira todos esos productos de alta calidad que estamos recibiendo! Qué maravilloso, ahora sí nos podemos deshacer all this rubbish and we can build our new home. Begin immediately. Let toxins out of our arteries, veins and capillaries.
During this first phase, called catabolism, the most important is the removal of tissues. The body begins to clean house, that is beginning to remove the waste deposited in the tissues. Here the key is to get rid of these toxins and blockages in the body. Waste is eliminated faster than it takes to produce new tissue, thanks to healthier food. This becomes an obvious weight loss. This continues for a while and is succeeded by a second phase called Stabilization. In this phase, the weight remains more or less stable. During that period, the amount of waste is more or less proportional to the amount of tissue regenerated by the new and healthier food. This only happens once obstructive excess material is removed from the tissues. This stage lasts for a while and is followed by a third phase construction period called anabolism, wherein weight starts to rise, although the diet is lower in calories than ever. At this point, refuse to interfere have been almost completely removed and regenerated tissues from which introduced a new food is harder and stronger. Also new tissues are formed more quickly. This is due to better assimilation, which is made possible by breaking up with a bad combination of foods. At this point, decreases the amount of food the body needs.
back to normal symptoms in a superior nutritional program, people who have tendencies to allergies or skin rash, often they will eliminate their toxins through it with new rashes or allergies. If we go to the doctor at this time, which is not familiar with the nutritional aspect, he was diagnosed as an allergy and ask: How can it be? I'm feeding better than ever and I'm worse than before. We do not understand that the body is stressing. The skin is reviving and becoming more active and we are removing toxins faster than it takes to create defenses. These toxins are being eliminated now, they are saving the worst evils, possibly hepatitis, liver disorders, blood diseases, arthritis, nervous disorders or even cancer, depending on their ancestors or of its structural weakness. Be happy, you're paying your bills into one easy payment plan.
In some cases, can cause colds which have not appeared for a long time, or even a fever. THIS IS A NATURAL WAY TO CLEAN OUR HOUSE. Understand that these actions are constructive, although it is uncomfortable for some time. DO NOT attempt to stop these symptoms with drug use, even with high amounts of vitamins, which in high concentrations act as drugs. These symptoms are part of the recovery. Do not try to cure a cure. These are not poor conditions or allergic manifestations.
You may be feeding on the most appropriate way and in any case these symptoms may appear. Those who have lived a better life, are better fed and less than others have abused their own bodies, reactions have varied, from no effect at all. Those who have lived worse lives, reactions varied experience, especially if your liver, stomach or other organs are important damaged. When they have been renovated and restored, then there will be no more symptoms.
Headaches may occur at the beginning, fever and / or colds may also appear, the skin can crack, there may be intervals of diarrhea, tiredness and weakness, lack of exercise, nervousness, irritability, negativity or mental depression, frequent urination, etc. Symptoms vary according to materials that are discarded, the condition of the organs involved in the elimination and the amount of available energy. The more you sleep or relax during the onset of these symptoms will be minor and disappear faster. Feel happy to have symptoms. Understand that your body is getting younger and healthier every day because you are removing more and more waste, which only he had caused pain, sickness and suffering.
not intend to go on permanent scale, quality up, the fact that their diet is better, does not mean that you will feel better day by day to achieve perfection. The body is cyclical in nature and optimum health gradual return in cycles. For example, you start a better diet and for a while it feels much better. Then, a symptom occurs, you feel nauseous and have diarrhea. After a day it feels better than before and all goes well for a while. Then suddenly you have a cold, feel sick and lose your appetite. After two months ago, has a rash. Follow carelessly or take medicines. This rash will increase, will last about ten days and disappear. Immediately he feels much better and more energetic. The allergy was an outlet for the toxins that were in the liver. This is how recovery occurs as the cycles of the Dow-Jones average at the beginning of a market recovery. It feels better, a reaction occurs, you feel sick for a while and then recover and be better than before for another time. And so continues, each reaction milder than the last. As the body is modified, each lasting less than before and each period lasts well, until it reaches the maximum level of health. This is where you get rid of the aches and has a high standard of living, health and welfare.
The first rules that we follow are those of nature
simply must learn to feed, with pure and natural foods, properly prepared and well combined. Then, just have faith, relax and see what happens. Before their very eyes every day will make you see signs that the well-being. Given the opportunity to experience the laws of nature as they were made for man, feeding on natural foods. This is the most important prerequisite for the physical, mental and spiritual man.
Source: Leadership and Marketing Bulletin

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