Allāh. If you've read The God tournée of Jardiel Poncela , know that God came down to Earth a few decades ago and appeared to mortals in the Cerro de los Angeles, Getafe , which is said to be the geographic center of Spain. The story is this: is that God appeared to him in dreams to the pope and said he wanted to visit Earth, but the pontiff was not thought to be the truth, of course, because you are not very Pope going to believe you when you first deifies in dreams, so I asked for proof, God, for its part, without thinking twice, called Humanity in Pisa, Piazza dei Miracoli, where he announced that show unmistakable signs that dissipate any possible doubts about his identity. Concentrated
Humanity in the Tuscan city, all anxiously waiting for the signal, irrefutable proof that he had spoken with the Holy Father was God himself. At 12 o'clock, it was a deathly silence, broken only by a crystalline voice that came down from on high and said Hello, I am God. Make room, because I will tear down the tower of Pisa. Before the amazement of the spectators, the tower began to lean more and more. Everyone had time to depart, but suddenly, a child escaped from the hand of his mother. Horror, the tower is going to crush! God, do not let it happen! God seemed distracted by the emotion of the moment and only at the last moment he realized that the child would die. With a superhuman effort, how could it be otherwise invisible hands stopped the tower a few inches from the boy and threw it in reverse, crushing more three hundred people. Nobody doubted: it was God.
In the novel, then God appears as an old man Getafe quiet unpretentious, so humans get bored quickly and lose interest in him, God is then devoted to stroll through Madrid, crying anonymously. That image is what I have come today to the head, because someone reminded me, someone I've seen it twice at two different sites in just 48 hours (by the way, is now almost shaved). I tried to resist to take this issue on the blog, because for a Murcia is well-worn and may be uninteresting, but it would still be amazing that in our city, of all possible, has decided to establish a being ubiquitous. Murcia friends not because you are devoted to this entry: I declare solemnly that God is Chinese, lives in Murcia and sell roses .
For over ten years, Chinese roses are everywhere and can not leave without seeing it in Murcia. It's clever, he is cunning, crafty and knows teleport is to be in four villages in the region at a time. Murcia All we know is true, and we all have a history of ubiquity with the Chinese: I, for example, I saw a Saturday morning in Alhama parties , afternoon at the Plaza de las Flores Murcia and that night at a bar in Los Alcazares . I swear. His technique is easy: rosazo and whack on the shoulder, lewd and complacent smile slab who raised you. Teens are making the same stupid jokes for many years has said he is Elvis, four brothers who are equal, and the only certainty is that nobody knows her name or her age, despite being a of the most recognizable faces any murciano worthy of the name.
Friends, for a week there is a Facebook group called Fans of Chinese roses Murcia. Today, it has 3,541 members, said soon. Your thing. It deserves.
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