when is it now

mardi 17 novembre 2009

joy, laughter, simple, life, people, trade, truth, destruction, desire, word, lie, start from the beginning can see the origin of the situation, it is not possible all the time, it is often forced to imagine what might explain the change, but it is likely to deceive the human mind can understand all of humanity, but it does not, by indolence he prefers to be limited to what he sees most often, the little corner that does not smell the fresh air, but he loves these fetid odor, it reassures, not challenge, the slow unfolding of the days is sufficient to itself, no target in sight a life for nothing, start, end, amen, the modern evolution does not change a thing, time to get bored, the more we advance towards the future, the more time spent on earth grows , for decades more to see well ahead, in the end it's the opposite wall, trapped in a body blocked the vital organs is minimal, we must take as long as possible, 100 years, 120 , who said better, why not fifty years of passion, fifty-two years of growth, sixty years of struggle so hard at the end it is dead for good, no spare wheel shaped isolation sickly Abrupt discontinuation of operations in full health, this is a clear objective and without dribbling soup,

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