when is it now
mercredi 27 juin 2012
we must wake up, it's an obligation, accept the morning light, to recognize themselves in the mirror of the bathroom, give up the dream, now it begins, the stories of life, everything is lost but it still continues to believe, is the great illusion of life, everything is false but it is believed that this is true, why, there is interest, if you're smart enough you can go to school and then earn a lot money, but we see that it leads nowhere, the man may be poor, rich, big, small, beautiful, ugly, it makes no difference, the body is the body in the world, are born all the Similarly, an encounter between a man and a woman, it has always existed, and then advance, or rather it seems to advance, in fact, it is treading water, we do not realize, except when one begins to decline when one is old, but now it is too late and although they say the younger ones, they do not listen because in life you're alone, and you learn what it means without being able be helped because what is inside is not known is a mystery that does not open in modernity, we continue to die while doctors tell us we create daily medication that will save the world, but until we die every day, the weather does not help, they were less intelligent ones who invented the wheel, this is a leap into the future, a vision sublime, before the wheel we wore, and then someone thought to housewives in supermarkets, how would they wear their race without a cart with wheels, that day, 3500 years ago, someone thought of modernity, it is the beginning of the commitment to the future, it is fairly new, the human lives on earth for millions of years, he waited to alleviate the pain, because when it rolls it's better , we can carry more stuff without getting tired, millions of years to wear, and then one day the wheel in someone's head, he thought of him, to comfort, why wear when I be able to roll, except that before discovering the wheel, had not it is like airplanes, cars, trains, computers, internet, there's before and after, the human genius One day he gets up, he takes his coffee, turning it into his head, it turns, he turns his spoon, and at once he goes in his old pottery workshop, and he makes two wheels that it attaches to a board, that the story does not say if this invention has made it rich, there were no newspapers to speak of it,
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