There are places to go just happy because you find yourself alone with his usual worm that gnaws and that there can not match with no distractions. At first look at all the posters stuck with the more interest you can find in you, then read all the names on doors, opening hours and closures, phone numbers, so close to browse magazines decreeing that the printed paper is a real piece of crap, and finally we find you falling back on doing what others will point out for years: to stare at people, watching their movements, expressions, just to understand who I am ... But sometimes
something unexpected happens and it is at this point that those anonymous places you show special alchemy. So two women start to talk and you listen to them, do not steal anything, not listen ... because replacing the names of those players could be your story.
A says to B: "I think the problem is my B, and if people can not stay with me, in fact. And what's worse is that I do not know what I am wrong. It seems to me to give my all, to be honest, to pretend to be desired but in the end is really what I do not? Yet I have something wrong, I may have a way of doing that scares. Maybe I think to be reassuring and instead destabilized. Perhaps others can feel my vein crowds more than I can myself .... "
And so with these menate A continues his monologue for a while ', and meanwhile in my head took turns a I have it I have it ... I miss
After venting her friend, B responds with a few but comprehensive words: "A, you can not look for eagles in the waves of the sea!"
"What?" A
"I say that if you are looking for an eagle, we admit that it is, you have to look in the right place. Needless to scramble to find her on a beach, swim for miles in defiance of storms. Each time, exhausted, you seem to have found it, instead of scales, see the gifts of gold feathers and fins of your eyes are beautiful wings. Early on that being your tiredness mythological cradle you for a while 'as long dreamed. But then finally opening his eyes, you realize that you're not flying over the peaks of the world but you are the waves of the ocean. It is not because you're wrong either. He is a beautiful dolphin and an eagle that you thought you wanted it to be so much that you almost drowned thinking you can breathe deeply ...
A! Just play blind man's buff, feelings and energy investing bulk and blindfolded. You have to focus on a real target: what you really want from you and for you. Once you understand this you have to look in the right places and manner, although this will mean waiting time and remain alone to lick his wounds as the world continues to spin! "
At this point I did not hear the replication of A ... I had only that speech about eagles and dolphins.
And that waiting room had become suddenly giant huge ... like life. The people you meet and bring outside experiences into your everyday life, which is also theirs. We realize that we are all desperate for a change, we try to bulk, blindfolded by desire to love and be loved, willing to sacrifice this for your happiness that we seek. Our existence is a waiting room ... or a waiting room : we are seeing each other, we touch ignoring what our actions may interfere with the lives of others, waiting for something that changes, expect answers and people, emotions, return, come ... always expect our turn.
26/09/2008
something unexpected happens and it is at this point that those anonymous places you show special alchemy. So two women start to talk and you listen to them, do not steal anything, not listen ... because replacing the names of those players could be your story.
A says to B: "I think the problem is my B, and if people can not stay with me, in fact. And what's worse is that I do not know what I am wrong. It seems to me to give my all, to be honest, to pretend to be desired but in the end is really what I do not? Yet I have something wrong, I may have a way of doing that scares. Maybe I think to be reassuring and instead destabilized. Perhaps others can feel my vein crowds more than I can myself .... "
And so with these menate A continues his monologue for a while ', and meanwhile in my head took turns a I have it I have it ... I miss
After venting her friend, B responds with a few but comprehensive words: "A, you can not look for eagles in the waves of the sea!"
"What?" A
ago
"I say that if you are looking for an eagle, we admit that it is, you have to look in the right place. Needless to scramble to find her on a beach, swim for miles in defiance of storms. Each time, exhausted, you seem to have found it, instead of scales, see the gifts of gold feathers and fins of your eyes are beautiful wings. Early on that being your tiredness mythological cradle you for a while 'as long dreamed. But then finally opening his eyes, you realize that you're not flying over the peaks of the world but you are the waves of the ocean. It is not because you're wrong either. He is a beautiful dolphin and an eagle that you thought you wanted it to be so much that you almost drowned thinking you can breathe deeply ...
A! Just play blind man's buff, feelings and energy investing bulk and blindfolded. You have to focus on a real target: what you really want from you and for you. Once you understand this you have to look in the right places and manner, although this will mean waiting time and remain alone to lick his wounds as the world continues to spin! "
At this point I did not hear the replication of A ... I had only that speech about eagles and dolphins.
And that waiting room had become suddenly giant huge ... like life. The people you meet and bring outside experiences into your everyday life, which is also theirs. We realize that we are all desperate for a change, we try to bulk, blindfolded by desire to love and be loved, willing to sacrifice this for your happiness that we seek. Our existence is a waiting room ... or a waiting room : we are seeing each other, we touch ignoring what our actions may interfere with the lives of others, waiting for something that changes, expect answers and people, emotions, return, come ... always expect our turn.
26/09/2008
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