Posts Tagged ‘muerte’

A watching her open mouth seemed to see me hell himself. The great white shark governs the waters between the Atlantic and Indian Ocean, as if to bring the life of the seas. It moves with the calm of a serial murderer and has dead eyes, black, as death.

What would Mandela when he thought his life perhaps he was locked up this time in the plot of a hospital? Who and what does Mandela for South Africans? Can this crazy and impossible country without her figure? I speak of my impressions. This time I talk about my life in South Africa, I say as I understand Rolihlahla.

In two days I've seen two people shiver of panic. I thought both could die, they also. Her body trembled to impress their apparent fragility ... Nature in Africa is hard, conditions to deal with it too.

(...) It was a miracle not have killed them all. Intruders in the asphalt that cause their death almost dragged a car. Above him is a bundle covered with a sheet of colors. One can guess that it is a human corpse (...)