when is it now

samedi 17 novembre 2012

in youth we do not think it is, we advance at his pleasure, a moment of bliss, that small part of life stops for a day, it depends on each one, one day we thought, c ' ie we project it becomes difficult, nothing comes, we look for years, it does not, we want, we want, we want, but in youth it means nothing, we live c ' is, why it can not continue, the pressure increases, we are on earth for a short time, then the body is quickly under pressure due to the sidereal space between the earth is lost amid billion stars and empty space all this weighs on earth and therefore humans, what is amazing is to see mankind live for thousands of years as if we lived in a village with a small sky friend while the real sky can bring sunshine terrible storms of hot air, it's violent, it's beautiful, but it kills humans wonder then we who are alive, let us die those who have already died will not feel anything, but we live, we would continue to live as before, as it was before you could poluer free, drinking and driving, dying in a corner, it was good life, a quick death, but today it died at the hospital, very old, not happy, we would have liked to continue to live 150 years without a problem, but health is not yet come to heal us for us to leave as before, there is always a horrible after the end of life, the body freezes forever, this is the end, and fortunately, because it is the beginning of something else, c is what we forget in the modern life can not exist without death, because death is the hope of life, a life that is not attached, which would be in a vacuum, what it is then secured to a life before and after it starts, it continues, it continues after it comes from somewhere, it is beautiful, it is a dance in triple time, before, during, after, before, during, after, ta, ta, ta, thud, thud, thud

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