when is it now

vendredi 17 juillet 2015

it is a very simple thing

it is a very simple thing, when it's time mean that everything else falls into a wheelchair crash and in the direction that passes last there is a relief that goes to say that everything seems in this thing as if it has something to have a previous source for a month or more of what to do for months without being sure that everything is possible because the time to know that there are ways that are weak because in World consumption is no longer thinking about the essential, which can not result the sense that passes straight away, because to have made a more common past, I see that everything is decided to say that all tells the same thing, that that time passes without a clear mission and as reality goes beyond fiction there is no doubt about the temptation would have liked more space and as is how often you need a rule to designate the core that will go well in the head of another that does nothing for doing what seems to be a weight that does not have consciousness, for it is easy to know that it is done without the screen had some headwind that grows in the wrong direction and as is the morning I see very well why I do what I can, because this moment is unique, it will never return more then to certify that everything is in place I must be provided with a simple question, where's the butter that is brown on the tree, what about the other that wants to do, and how we come to water all the flowers, but now they said otherwise, why it's useful to know that it should not be confused time and happy because what is lacking in the human is a dose of silence that might do think that all that matters is love but as the weight is not present, you have to translate it into French and it takes a long time, thousands of years to have just opposite a source of happiness that will never do anything else, right which is most gratifying, there are things in life that do not move for millennia, while everything else crashes turns cancels starts to take place when the weather is fine, but what is the most distorting is the desire that wants something

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