when is it now
mardi 27 mai 2014
what is meant is the message
what
is meant is the message that indicates the meaning of life , it is not a
known language , rather it is a silence that lasts for years , and one
day I wake up , that past is
heavy, but as I got into the habit of always doing a cross, I think
it's always easier to do that when we are able to live when everything
is the same except that the end is approaching, the so
we no longer think in the end, which is a shame because in life that
lasts for years, so if one is able is that in a simple situation , I
take a position , it is a light to me guide,
for six months, I look at it is placed in the middle, it is a joy to
see her, she sees me , I 'm not sure, but what should happen is that one
day the memory
happening elsewhere and I am unable to take a ride with the risk that I
go too far and that I no longer know who no longer return to the head
as childhood memories with my parents, but why do I not
asking for the moon , I just want to know what it feels like when we
drove all his life since we had the chance to take a ride and take
whatever comes to in these conditions, it is a kind of existential
crisis that pushes me to do something that does not seem to me
essential , but has the merit of making a huge step above the sea and
land squarely in the middle of a massive hydrangeas for the first once
I'm over my problems , I see them from above and all that seems
ridiculous to me because if it is like that I do not mind going outside
and put my helmet so that I am protected in case of aggression
birds gone mad , but then I stop and to see what happens there before
me, an old lady who shows her breasts to people who spend like two
deflated balloons attached to parchment but now flower
falling from the sky lands on the window, once that is done there is to
wait , and the inevitable happened , the old lady died due to a blow to
wind
hurled against the wall, she could not resist the shock and fell
senseless on the ground, this little lifeless body impressed me , I
stood there without moving, when I had the idea to call the police it
was a unique experience that allowed me to make a dream for all that
used to something, if you witness a strange scene is because fate led us
there , so why live s' sheds a new window , there is a path that lead to the sea, and then comes back and that's how I saw what was happening
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