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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