when is it now

lundi 3 février 2014

when i came into the circle

when I came into the circle I told myself that I was right because I 'm the only one thinking about me , who can tell me otherwise , everything is in harmony, there is no error, any advance in itself, it is a reality that I give with my impressions, this is not an external event, it is a passage in an area of ​​agreement , when one is in phase, the opening is near , it can go in this direction because in a time like this is a chance to find here an amazing approach in an open bag for a long time but always ignored because humans do not want to know what there is in is a unique choice to say that everything is in a blue house, but before going through here I must return to the center of my attention to properly mark are my preferences, what comes to mind is a little me and a lot of what make an acceptable output , but now I still have to pass through a thirst for truth , it means to live , is it a convenience, boredom , loss of reference , an informed choice, but how to go straight to the heart , this is not how I 'm going to take another step , it is not a favorable season, but I have to prepare the coming of the messiah, it takes time because long ago that it came in a moment like this I pray, but after I place in a field of anger, I can not do otherwise, it is a lesson that I can recite this passage is short, it rises like an arrow in the sky and it goes down like a ton of lead, because what counts is the result , in a choice like the first, he must be careful, it can overflow on all sides , then I cross my legs , it does not tell me what I should do, think a little, a lot , madness , body , impulses , cupboards full of towels , nice places , beer , sun and occasional dead fish that we used a plate , ah! life happens is a turning point, a comma, a whole world that deceives his but which has the merit of trying to pass , it is not obvious, it can be a very hard thing when you are not in the correct position , then I draw a line beyond which I try not to always look because the risk is great from falling , but when the urge takes me , I do not know why I drew this limit, everything goes , everything falling forward , there is nothing behind that , it's hell on earth, paradise lost , he must go, there is no hesitation the case is important, everyone on the bridge, the man is , he will do what he thinks he ought to do, even if it is useless , it does, and now advances the master who says what to do next , this is not death, it is an extract from negative thinking, when happiness is not able to go up the slope, but about five o'clock, all is silent , it is tipping it 's time to cut corners , a clean slate , it's time to breathe , and finally the day comes to an end , I fought , but the slope is too steep , I do not can anything it is fate ,

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