when is it now
mardi 22 avril 2014
when I was just
when
I was just I did not do it , but since I am in a position to blue, I
know it's in the bathroom so that it leads to the sink , but this is
complicated since I
realized my inability to take life seriously , everything seems
ridiculous , it sings, it drinks , but it does not know understand the
other , it is a sensible choice for some reason we thought like
a camel , but it crashes in a grassy field , like that one does not
need to be white , you just pay attention to the rain that wets it is
not good for returns because given the drought character
we must admit that anything is possible since I came into the world
there are years I came to the conclusion that everything is in the other
room get there , it takes years but one day it happens, this
is the last day of life, but it has to be in the best condition , so I
spend my days wondering what to do that could make me happy, because
happiness does exist , I met a day
it was snowing , I stood as usual near a window looking to see what is
happening outside , when suddenly I laughed inwardly, because there was
no more I that j '
was before I started a new cycle, it is great to live because it is
carried in more right which is what can be more sensitive in the
universe provided a good position to get everything together to right
time and when it happens it means we are fully extended in a street or
boulevard, it depends on when it's okay if it is then the most
discerning because you should know what happens it
is useless to take a rapid change when you can see the roof of the
house across the street , be aware , this is an exercise that takes time
because at first we see nothing , c ' is
absolute black , as if everything was silent, which is completely
false, it is an image that is used to show that everything is possible ,
as long as you see the small hole that can not change because here is
permanent , it
is not old or young, it's right there, so why not try once because it
was something to do other than be nothing in these days , but the trip
what it
is an accumulation of pleasures , people we do not know , of payments
in other currencies and me who comes here just to forget who I am, and
that is what I see at the intersection of street
and another street that I do not know , an old gentleman who is folded
in half and can not see where it goes , this is how I understand that in
a precious state we must be sure self
and then you can always go for a cold beer thinking now is what we
wanted and that 's it, but then it goes off, it's a fun passion, and if I
was happy, even if I see the problem , everything is different , there is no more confidence
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