when is it now

mardi 10 février 2015

One day as white as milk

One day as white as milk I had to darken the background and wait until it goes up, it took me years to understand that the beginning was wrong, so I had to do another test, one thing is sure, what is happening now is the result of mistakes before, so if I see what happens I can say to me that what is the source is corrupt, implying a categorical restatement of means of production, unless that as usual I am forced to see the choices behind and in the descent I have to put the package to have the strength to put everything in the first part and that I can say now it changed me, because before I could not be sure of envy that comes on all the uncertain action and then in the transition to a different situation, I count the points and I think that's a good thing to be able to do that, because at least I can expect a good way to pay attention, and that's better than all the rest together, because at least in this low conception there is no conflict, everything is treated before and there remains of why it can not go any further, this is the law of the human unconscious when he thinks are future, everything collapses and there is only a small medium that does not take gasoline, it changes nothing, it's just a demo, but it gives to see all that's left to do in the fortune to be taken seriously, which is not yet final but I'm here for, I do not have had no means to know that it comes from the top and also why I am very careful not to take a step without first using a great thing but I do not know where I put I have to make an effort to try to understand what happened, I was quietly installed in my life when it took everything away, I screamed, but it did not help, I was a prisoner of my life, I could not escape me, I had to find a way out, that's when I found an idea, I had to build a rocket, what was so good with the tapestry of living in volcanic matter, I discovered with a newspaper on agriculture moderate, once that's all, after I have never done that, I have not wanted to, it was necessary I do something else, a new choice, something that shine but I do not have much time so I had to shorten the means and I came to the conclusion it was better to preserve the old way of bake bread like that I could drive all I could in another place, which seemed satisfactory until I saw something that displeased me, I do not know why but every time it comes from across I look at my watch and I feel rising in me a feeling of disgust, how could I get there, I was surprise to me before I do anything, I decided incredible things without meaning any harm, but that now I have decided to take the necessary action in the center of my special attentions which corresponds to the old dogma, when one is able to take anything lying at one time it means say you can do it once, but then it has to be done in a high quality, which involves putting everything we know in hat and then turn off the light because in the dark it sees nothing and you can easily remove the rest and keep only the bare necessities when we want to go far, and for once I know what I do, I expect not to wait, I'm going straight to the center, I saw reassures me is something that I saw last, but I put the time to get there, it was not easy every day, we had to do something else , waiting for the result, understanding the need to go further, then in the silence of a church, I started to do what I love, which seems to be as far away from me, for the middle raw expectations I know I'm in a back room without light, so I have to make my butter with salt and it's more Breton, unless I am deprived of the means of having a good time because it is well known that anything above is not put in the attic, it's just a time like this we are sure not to fall on an old bill, which to me is not a proof of belief this is just a way to escape the fate but for such a short time that I do not do it, so much effort for nothing after I stop this chain, and I have chosen a more long, but that requires more interiority, whereas before I was going too fast, now I'm going too slow, but it is to me the more I feel rising in me new concerns that I did not know before, it takes a lot long to realize that the time is now is what happens indifferent day, is there in life, we advance without asking why and now we changing lanes, it goes to suddenly, you go slowly, but what energy is spent, it sounds great, but then we would expect to see the end, it all starts at

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