Milena Velba's Mother

measure is full


Here's a puzzle play by week: FIND THE DIFFERENCES: Please Practice a bit 'with these two pictures!
But notice the jokes. Only a quote, or rather two, from the book world's most ancient and eternal, the Bible. The measure is full, and, after 2000 years by those who said "I was a stranger and I have accepted, "namely, Christ, Christians or those who consider that they only make these prayer vigils and meetings that make you feel less guilty, but all and all I say, we continue to tolerate the outrageous exploitation and enslavement of thousands, millions of unfortunates now calling in our country. So, I go with the quotes.
by the prophet Isaiah (and the speaker is God, mind you, just kidding!)
"I have had enough of your many sacrifices. I do not know what to do with the blood of bulls and lambs and kids. Stop unnecessary tender, the `burnt incense makes me sick, new moons, Sabbaths, sacred assemblies, I can not bear them. Your new moons and your feasts are a burden to me, are tired of bearing them. When you spread out your hands in prayer, I look elsewhere. Although many prayers, I will not listen. Wash and make yourselves clean, remove the evil of your deeds and my sight. Cease to do evil, learn to do good, seek justice, rescue the oppressed `,` do justice to an orphan, defend the cause of the widow. "

and again by the prophet Amos:
against the exploiters
Listen to this,
you who trample on the poor and the humble exterminated the country, you who say, "When will the new moon
and may sell grain?
And on Saturday, because we can sell the wheat,
decreasing sizes and increasing the shekel
and using scales false, to buy with money
the poor and the needy for a pair of sandals?
We also sell the refuse of the wheat. "
The Lord has sworn by the pride of Jacob:
certainly never forget their deeds. There probably why the earth quakes,
are in mourning all its inhabitants, it raises
like the Nile,
shake and lowers as the river of Egypt?
On that day - declares the Lord God - I

the sun go down at noon and darken the earth in broad daylight will turn your feasts into mourning
and all your songs into lamentation:
'll dress up next to each bag,
will make every bald head will make him a

mourning for an only child and the end of it as a day `s bitterness.
one day we realize.