https://www.cinconoticias.com/7-habitos-de-lenguaje-corporal-que-debemos-evitar/
Pablo Mera a.k.a Pablo EMG , Uruguayan-born writer and longtime resident of Paraguay whose life has moved through sport, business, reinvention, family devotion, setbacks, observation, and persistent hope. he writes with unusual candor about dignity, masculinity, suffering, resilience, love, and the architecture of a meaningful future. The Lucid Misfit’s Handbook is his first major English-language work.
7 hábitos de lenguaje corporal que debemos evitar | Cinco Noticias
https://www.cinconoticias.com/7-habitos-de-lenguaje-corporal-que-debemos-evitar/
Abrazos y Besos
No son las sábanas ni el patrimonio, lo que enamora es poder hablar con alguien que te escuche y te responda con elocuencia e interés y que a veces con un poco de suerte te logre hacer reír . Porque Cojer es lo más fácil , lo difícil es que te abracen y se queden a desayunar.
@trompo
Nacer en una familia con ingresos altos hará que tu sueldo sea mucho mayor a la media | Economía | EL PAÍS /Feedly
https://elpais.com/economia/2019/01/21/actualidad/1548069407_597878.html
Poema de Interstellar / del Poeta Gales Dylan Thomas (1951.)
No entres dócilmente en esa noche quieta.
The lines are actually taken from the poem "Do not go gentle into that good night" written by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas in 1951.
He wrote this poem for his dying father. The poem asserts that old men at the ends of their lives should resist death as strongly as they can. In fact, they should only leave this world kicking and screaming, furious that they have to die at all.
The same is the scenario in the movie. The earth is about to come to an end and Dr. Brand uses these lines to motivate the scientists alongside him to fight for survival. Although the end is inevitable, do what it takes to delay it.
No entres dócilmente
En esa noche inquieta
La vejez debería delirar y arder cuando se cierra el día;
Rabia, rabia, contra la agonía de la luz.
Aunque los sabios al morir entiendan que la tiniebla es justa,
porque sus palabras no ensartaron relámpagos
no entran dócilmente en esa noche quieta.
Los buenos, que tras la última inquietud lloran por ese brillo
con que sus actos frágiles pudieron danzar en una bahía verde
rabian, rabian contra la agonía de la luz.
Los locos que atraparon y cantaron al sol en su carrera
y aprenden, ya muy tarde, que llenaron de pena su camino
no entran dócilmente en esa noche quieta.
Los solemnes, cercanos a la muerte, que ven con mirada deslumbrante
cuánto los ojos ciegos pudieron alegrarse y arder como meteoros
rabian, rabian contra la agonía de la luz.
Y tú mi padre, allí, en tu triste apogeo
maldice, bendice, que yo ahora imploro con la vehemencia de tus lágrimas.
No entres dócilmente en esa noche quieta.
Rabia, rabia contra la agonía de la luz.
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Colonias espaciales: El proyecto de O'Neill — Astrobitácora
https://www.astrobitacora.com/colonias-espaciales-el-proyecto-de-oneill/
Los cambios
"Todos los cambios, aún los más ansiados, llevan consigo cierta melancolía; porque aquello que dejamos es una parte de nosotros mismos: debemos morir una vida para entrar en otra".
Anatole France.(1944-1924)
What We Lose When We Neglect Our Sense of Smell | Time
, when many people shifted from rural to urban living and abruptly reduced their interactions with the natural world. In a similar vein, anthropologists have suggested our cultural anosmia results from our "deodorized" modern life from which we banish — not just neglect — our sense of smell
http://time.com/5130634/sense-smell-milk-expiration-industrial-revolution/
Cuál es el planeta más cercano a la Tierra (la respuesta no es tan simple como piensas)
https://www.elobservador.com.uy/nota/cual-es-el-planeta-mas-cercano-a-la-tierra-la-respuesta-no-es-tan-simple-como-piensas--201911993844






