when is it now

mardi 1 février 2011

again and I move on, how to be always on the same plane, a starter, main course, dessert, we keep a clear mind, an event happens, what to do, choose, but the weight continues to weigh we must hurry, anxiety rises, it does not stop, emergency continue to be, but life goes, it was enough to keep a package of dreams, a desire passion in a bowl, the edges at the bottom of the gorge that slice of bread, then we could keep the essential but we have only the accessory, we are obliged to do with it, if you're optimistic we come to regard as a lack drive which prepares the way, we must do things, and then we are well located, the place is important, it can be told anything, a kind of power on my being ridiculous, but how about all molecules, it says that is composed of billions of molecules, we can not know them all by name, it tries with the key a few seconds in a lifetime, everything else is white, we sit because we do not know what else to do, towards evening, at least we will have done something, if this continues we will have the usual

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