when is it now
vendredi 7 janvier 2011
one day I told myself that the time passes without a story, if I have time, it depends on me but also others in a group we are a part, if I go right, I'm not left, changes everything for him that I could cross if I went right, and then the urge passes, I am doing nothing, why wait if the earth rotates, we do not realize it and does not prevent me from being hungry, but I understand that after digestion turns in my small intestine, it will be released tomorrow morning after a night of sleep, coffee, poo, happy that everything works well, provided it lasts I know that the body is not designed for the long, life is a short test, compared to the billions of earth years, we're only stardust lost in the immensity of the space and it was still his little character to annoy others, boredom is so great that it seeks the means by which we could have fun, if I want to say that the others are zero, it makes me well, humans are not made for love, the history of mankind shows us how scientific advances supposedly good for life expectancy are in reality I do not know what for me what interests me is the empty side of full, or put another way the middle going from one to another without ever knowing if God exists and if the potatoes are cooked in half an hour, the only want to switch over but the grace leads right to the left in France and England, that's why I pray to Mary because without it we go to the wall it is sitting or standing or location or upside down, grace is powerful, it moves the evil to good as if you pass the time without crossing the international date line, now it's happening, I choose the grace received message, you can carry on as if things were going well
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