This is me: Claussy *

Ya que estamos aquí… Hay que aprovechar el tiempo.

  • 9th April
    2012
  • 09
  • 13th March
    2012
  • 13
It has to be karma. 
I must have been amazingly noble in a previous existence. I must have rescued children from a burning hospital or given up my life to help lepers, or invented the wheel or something. It’s the only explanation I can think of for how I’ve landed the dream life. 

— Remember me? Chapter seven

It has to be karma.
I must have been amazingly noble in a previous existence. I must have rescued children from a burning hospital or given up my life to help lepers, or invented the wheel or something. It’s the only explanation I can think of for how I’ve landed the dream life.

— Remember me? Chapter seven

  • 29th February
    2012
  • 29
  • 24th January
    2012
  • 24
  • 27th December
    2011
  • 27
  • 5th November
    2011
  • 05

Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot… But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I’ve witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I’ve seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them… but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it… ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love… And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man… A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.