dellingerjrobert

[dellingerjrobert]

About me

 Hi. My name is Robert J. Dellinger. I'm 34 years of age. I am married. I've got a boy named Alex and he's 5 years old. I am employed as a journalist at a magazine that tells about new technologies, games and usually about the future that has already come back. It's a really exciting job for me.

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 I wanted to be a journalist and write about something helpful. I used to not like the idea of reviewing matters or writing about current events like the flood at the local mill or anything else which nobody actually cares about. I believe there are their own people for individuals who believe it's essential. I always wanted to discuss something new that is possible but difficult to discover on my own and often people do not search for anything on the subject and have no clue where to get it done. I talk about what's new on earth, what developments and in what field. What was created successfully and what failed but folks attempted and that is good too. It is important to understand that not all of the best works on our planet were performed on the very first attempt and it might have taken a long time. In my view it is very interesting to look at failures because this way you're able to observe the path and growth of individual thought, where exactly a individual would like to go and what he wishes to do.

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12.04.2021

“It’s all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart. Life.” -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Anatomy is kicking my ass again but I’m trying my best to survive under these unideal circumstances lol

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Today I started to think about how ungrateful I have been, not knowing how to value you.

poetry-siir ©

Hoy me puse a pensar, en lo mal agradecido que he sido,  al no saberte valorar.

poetry-siir ©

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That precious moment, of the birth of a child. From the cry of a poet. From the cry of a lover.

That precise moment, retain it in your memory and save him from oblivion.

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Ese precioso instante, del nacimiento de un niño. Del llanto de un poeta. Del clamor de un amante.

Ese preciso instante, retenlo en tu memoria y sálvalo del olvido.

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The years go by and the memories not only crack, they take on a sour taste, imperceptible to joy and well-being.

siir-poesia ©

Los años corren y los recuerdos, no solo se agrietan, van tomando un sabor agrio, imperceptible al regocijo y el bienestar.

siir-poesia ©

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La voz, verbo y aurora y el brote ágil que mana… “de la fuente traidora”.

El sol, luz y esfera y el rezo que ampara… “el gravitar de la espera”.

El agua, pesadumbre ilesa fluyendo en los hondos… “cauces de la existencia”.

La Tierra, el mundo entero que sangra en la mano abierta “de este humilde alfarero”.

El amor, dulce tormento, necesidad, fuego y pasión… “paradigma y sentimiento”.

La vida, flor marchitando cada célula que somos, - ciclos, aventura y escarnio !

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They became a storm absorbing in eternal kisses as plants absorb raindrops.

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Se convirtieron en tormenta absorbiéndose en besos eternos como las plantas absorben las gotas de lluvia.

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