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Hola Tía! Bailar ahora más necesario que en las temporalidades que usted bailaba Tía: bueno, eso digo yo que no viví esos tiempos, porque poray el grillito del invento de suspender los regalos de Dios(El espíritu + El cuerpo) por otros inventos es cosa que se transmuta de maneras tan diversas, como diversos los tiempos para amar siempre pertinentes sin intermediación de alejarnos de nuestras corporeidades, nuestros espíritus, que es donde inexorablemente viven nuestras vidas y las vidas de los demás cuerpos que es donde entonces ocurre la magia de la existencia conjunta humana... Melanina Tía: los seres humanos andan tomándola en pastillas, y no dejando que la intemperialidad les llene el espíritu y el cuerpo de ganas de todo... De amar a través de las ganas de expresarse libremente, conjugando cuanto verbo puedan o quieran a través del libre albedrío que nos dio Abba , sino que entonces una App...  Je je je™ Así como suena admirada hembra: ahora pretendemos simular que la luz que...

 

  La oveja Dolly no podía matar, la Inteligencia artificial, sí. Julieta Dussel 10-12 minutos Desde hace unos días hay una importante pelea entre Donald Trump y Anthropic, la empresa de inteligencia artificial creadora de Claude. Una discusión que pasó casi inadvertida, pero que plantea uno de los problemas centrales que enfrentan las democracias en la era de la IA: para qué pueden usarse estas tecnologías, quién pone los límites y, sobre todo, si esos límites los fijan los privados, los Estados, o directamente nadie. Esta disputa se remonta a julio de 2025, cuando Anthropic firmó un contrato por 200 millones de dólares con el Pentágono para proveer su IA (Claude). Así se convirtió en el primer laboratorio en ofrecer sus modelos en la red clasificada del Departamento de Defensa de EE.UU. Las redes clasificadas son sistemas informáticos del gobierno estadounidense que operan físicamente desconectados d...

 

 

Llegó a antes de tiempo a la cita: cautivada por su primera "cita a ciegas". Con un humano en la vida se había cruzado más que una sola vez, en Un Tranvía(Llamado Deseo) , y aquella vez apenas par de palabras de las cuales luego contó entendió una sola, y la lectura de algún papel que recibió de aquel, de lo que se convertiría en su primera vez ella suscitando la estimulación de un encuentro con un masculino: escribiendo antes que le escribieran... Salesiana... Católica. Vestía pantalón, buzo, y una mochila... Tenis rojos, Converse, tipo botines... Sus gafas intermediando la connatural sonrisa de la mirada clara, tranquila, empática de aquella vez en el Tranvía... " Tenme paciencia cuando nos encontremos, porque no se cómo voy a reaccionar cuando te vea... ", había aclarado en uno se sus correos preparando el encuentro... Él la vio primero: de espaldas estaba ella, recostada a la pared del Edificio cerca al Palacio Presidencial, donde se había pactado horas antes el...

I spend hours this morning thinking about you babe... Talking with my imaginary memories of you... The zero strike struck me, memory of you, when I saw a guagua/wawa, "baby" in the local quechua language, pointing a "thing" to his mom... "pimiento, eso es un pimiento", she saids to him, and inmediatly he was already pointing something new, with his brand new eyes, joyful eyes looking alrealy for another and another new thing for to ask, again, and maybe again and again, what is that new thing to his baby mind, in the abundant place about colors, smells, forms, sizes is a veggies open major market in a tropical human territorie...  THE NAME OF ALL THINGS: LOVE Love make all the things babe... Then, there, sawing that glimpse of heaven, I was picturing out your rides with your mom to the market... She saying to you in her mother lenguaje, and in your I.D.(Imaginary Dad) languaje too... Such a loving worker you are Wife: I love you...  The already human ...

☻CLEAN♥CLOTHES☻ I said it today out loud Wife: I wanna comeback... As you maybe already realice, not you, your country neither your culture like them... Any way I said it... Like a whisper first: the next call will be a joyful scream of freedom. Finally, than Mathew used to say... Lindsay: Thanks for your smile support a couple of times in the former Anton´s. May you was not having a clue about what was happening in the other side of the line, but a Seneca smile like that is... No other of your kind dear: the best ever Seneca smile I ever saw in your Territory. Thanks. Me here today celebrating dear. In my forever joyful slow path to growing up... Some of U.S. we are slow, you know... Is about my family: finally I let them know I will like to comeback... Nephew&Nieces: So... When there are something different than humans, but institutions from those humans in between our relationships, such "barrier" is a forever real joke will not interfiere with our mutual love guys... ...

 

 

 

What's up Mom...   Less than ten transgressions in less than a year: still so much(the average is zero...), but heading home is always less until him...   The Neighbors)(Christians said if the average is different than Zero, Jesus will forgive EVERYTHING! We do not know about it and we are not looking to know: one "I am sorry" do not fix a transgression, so, why pretend it is "okay" to f*ck up" sometimes our human righteous behavior?   Better been Ignorant with God in our hearts than "Christians" in the way the barbarians savages allegedly Christians (humans from the royal houses from Danish, French, English, Spanish, Dutch and Portuguese ancestors arriving to Abya Yala/Americas/Turtle Island since 500+ years ago...) ancestor of U.S. ...   Today, looking for, FINALLY!, than Mathew used to say sometimes before his Mom behaved like that, cleaning clothes after almost a month... Yes mom, I am still slow and full of excuses about vit...

Bella: Quien quiera saber por qué eres como eres (Maravillosa), tiene que vivir las mismas treinta y tres anualidades que tú en Perú...  Te amo.     /*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Quito, San Roque, 202602280550 Sir! (Mister Beaver/Gerry/Timothy...) Love you Sir... Blessings: is not still six in the morning today Saturday February 28th , and having already wood roasted pork, plantains with cheese in it and coffee, for to share just a comment with you about this amazing marvelous place I am this days meantime in Home, some ensigns I think they are worthy enough for an alarm in your Systems about me and U.S. ... " Is because our traumas, childhood traumas, than they actually grow up with U.S.; and we became adults, and they come with..." Misses Susana words Sir: we was just talking about where I came from, and she went exited about the place (standard Caribbean effect), and suddenly she start talking like that... And going: "... The Trauma: two times I was already to visit Spai...

But guess what: you will rest, sleep, feels always okay with Him... Jesus, or "The Evolution", as Teacher will saids... Lol Btw. Angi: you will like to drink something? I have been waiting eigth years dear... Let me know if you need more time: time is endless, and I believe...

 

 

Wife : What you will like it for your fortieth birthday? Yesenia already gets what she asked for... Can imagine what you gonna have dear?

 A sort of "Floating" receip: A bubble arrives at the Air Customer Services Department to ask about the receipt of her last journey floating time,... " we do not have it anymore ", a Nitrogen molecule on shift answered(Nitrogen is the most abundant gas in air: they always used to be in shift...). " ones you explote, it existens evanish... At least it does in our own system... ". " All records of you ever been flying just exist in your memory dear air user Bubble ".. The Bubble felt a vacuum in her chest for a moment... She was expecting fly again with the same delightful molecules she colide and cross in the air the last floating free fall time when the true love(a blow from the lungs of a human believe in Santa, fairy tales ans  Sasquatch) was inside her...  How I will find it again those amazing breath flavors of hope, fun and comminment of my last flight? Hmm... Maybe there are other options. To visit the World Wide Fluid Authority, The Ocea...

Is like... Hmm... 0. Months later, I came again to a little bit more communication Wife... Yes, the other girls... Yes: She. But not just that reverberation of my heart; the other females on this planet provide me the kind of attention you are still the Full Package Holder about the best Class (the forever level is just about you): Teacher Timothy, a brother from the Res, a brother and I send some message to a nephew too... The sensation of time is still not "right" dear... This feeling about an "off time" happening... As it is not the limbo, the town of Allegheny, but just a happy medium between "New York" and the Seneca Nation,  this is not a season of the road, a time suspended in the space-time... Is really another kind of time. Ecuadorian people are not like their counterparts, born in the nation-state perspective of existence of a country, sisterhoods of Peruvians, Bolivians, Colombians or Venezuelans. The level of humanitarian sophistication of thei...