I reflected on the unpredictability of the case. At the risk of falling into the trite and trivial, I can not torturing the hamster rotating with the feelings of the day.
A dear friend has been hit by the dart of cupid ... That stupid winged putto (which I never understood if it is a child, a dwarf, or a god just grew up) had fun with the arrow pointing at her and within one week has created the chance encounter, has provided an opportunity to review the other half of the apple, has given the right situation, a giant sun and very warm to spend Sunday the sea, the perfect film to buy and watch together but what is more important, he gave the two unlucky
two great pairs of eyes to the heart that are the most beautiful thing I've seen in recent days ....
What happiness for you ... ... but definitely for me! It is the embryo of the Renaissance. The germ of hope ...
Ok, history is not known outside of anything ... But those who think this is because he has not seen the same girl disenchanted and disappointed to yield to the siren song of cynicism, brag a perpetual chastity and alternately the convent, misanthropy cover of night and take refuge in certainty between old friends ...
How strange the mind ... then suddenly poof ... you change the view again and you're open to new
... The person in front of you fills you with attention, it makes you feel 85 feet above the sky, which is expected to be much (if not always), is that beautiful human being that now you would with a carpet on a star ...
Yes, okay you're different, but the diversity can come something really special and magical, if you only want ... and now you want it bad that ...
the same person in a little 'can become the one who ignores you, you do not look for that one word is only able to get you out of insecurities, and then all that he will disappear and you have enriched Reverberates leading only the echo of misconduct
... And I wonder how can this happen, as the light of our eyes will turn into darkness, and it makes me so sad and so scared because if it were always so we would live without the possibility of redemption.
And then I want to think that it is not a fixed course and that does not mean that every thing that comes sooner or later fade away ... Nothing is created nor destroyed and everything becomes right? Love, the real one, maybe it shows that the entropy principle: it seems has always been with us, innately perfect ancestral and transforms us, with the merging of two souls, it becomes something else wedging its roots in the depth of lives.
I have not yet had the pleasure of access to this higher existence. Perhaps I have come close but I killed the only option given me so far with a knife at heart. Maybe it was not murder, only self-defense because we were not able to transform ourselves together, everything was different but equal and opposite directions.
I think it's a hard process, Friends, difficult but not impossible if you're two
. As I would say that there is no man (or woman) of our lives but it is who we want to achieve, so there are no stories with perfect or guarantees of life, but it will be those that believe and to commit ourselves we will two!
is worth more (in fact ... almost always eliminating the collection of three stories) to take risks, even if sometimes at the end we must admit we were wrong.
... and then incredibly, when you least expect it, everything back in place ... 03.03.2008
