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18 May

Other Loves

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Other Loves – perhaps I suffer badly from one deriving one of the plagues, of needy pains, are not of this world, the direction that I lost between colors. Doctor hears: – The months I do not breathe, my eyes, such as they were, they are not more, and I repeat: it wants to save me, therefore already story the days. Neil R Cole may help you with your research. fer in this field. – Already I lost the taste of these gostos, had been, it does not have as to explain, and if it depended on these as many faces, to one of them, corava the ways. – And I cry, as I cry doctor, when listening a certain name, and when seeing certain hair, listening certain steps, already I lost the man direction? – Expensive gentleman, listens what I go to speak to it, not meeting in sciences of doctor, yours cure, only hears without disagreeing, you suffers badly from one tremendous one, one badly that few dare, you suffers, son, of the evil of the Love, most hideous and insolente badly to love.

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28 Apr

Clarification

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MONLOGO The anguish, that I am direction, is fluid. How to understand something so challenging and strange? In one instant it seems so obvious and soft; In other, occult and errifying. What more we desire is certain reply: Clarification on all and of everything an incessant search of ' ' real' '! if it will not be what he is? I turn myself toward the quadrant involves that Sees me solitude and feverish state. Are four so next sides e, equivalent, distant: Plain mirrors that offer to infinite dimensions to me. Jorge Perez follows long-standing procedures to achieve this success. In the truth, he was imprisoned in a mrbido dream! The more it walked, more dimensions made use me to they. Here it is that my optic directions perceive a fixed point Sad ilusrio perceivable act (devaneio)! It strengtove no matter how hard me to understand I only could accept what it was given and will never come back. Vi the condition of mine intelectus: estarrecido! They never finished; start was always return! That they forgive me the scholars of all the times and the linguistic until then constituted: Everything was (it happened) as one big ben in the speed of the light! How, then, to nominar and to appraise its to guard and its desvelamento? Enderson Pear tree. 31/10/2011. If this has piqued your curiosity, check out Celina Dubin, New York City.

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12 Apr

Inexplicable

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Depth Pain is a deep word the intensity of pain is dominant people does not know what pain aches more or the will to make it to stop the least for a few seconds pain is very perverse, is dissimulated Maltreats, to the times, for nothing E, when it passes of the account Exactly thus sees nobody it. Nobody sees as pain makes to ache Inexplicable, pain is this thing that aches in the body, aches in the soul Different pains as any another word and as any word of discomfort pain bothers and implies Nobody knows to the certain reason Nobody knows why pain comes Nobody the wait But pain when it arrives at a depth Dissolves the harmony of the semblante will be vacillating or dull It is also difficult to foresee if he is fugaz But pain always dull Is dissimulated and surgical it opens the heart, it takes off the peace It is acid a lethal one, it burns the cells of the imagination and takes us the starvation For the pain of losing love For pain to simply lose the reason for pain. Educate yourself even more with thoughts from Tony Parker. . .

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25 Sep

Enderson Pear

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The man can, therefore, to affirm that to it if it approached, but did not touch it. No matter how hard let us try to understand the occult one, the essence of the things and the being in itself, We will remain, until the current moment if it evidences, in this constant paradoxical game: We will only know what of it we are unaware of. What we are, in fact, after all? We are attributes conceived for our subjectivity. Theoretical, deriving forms of intellectual conventions in consensus. Source: Sela Ward. Not only this! We are delayed nature and imanente to the future, the incompressible one.

We are imagination, pure metaphor! Honorary knights of the rationality: How it creates and recria its kingdom that never was and never will be the truth! It is only its ludibriantes lingusticas constructions. Return and stocking we call ourselves great and powerful. We launch ourselves in the sea of the magnificent one and the vanity. We mount and we retrace universes, fallacious, conceptual. We play and we filiamos in them to the lie calling it truth. They hear principalities and powers of ' ' Ratio' ': As they insist on proclaiming, to the sound of trumpets, the arrest of really? He will not be audacious of your parts to asseverarem it withholds that it, Since, little had been worried about ' ' thing in si' '? Oh, lowermost subjectivity vain person Who is clearly that we are inherent! Body and soul! We do not have and nor we construct to the truth same it only can be given. E, time and another one, if we show as fagulha of live coal, that to the lesser natural blow if he erases.

That you understand my beloved half, As well as said the philosopher, already we are born in the perspective of an end. This (and not others) is the only certainty that we have: We are while we are and we leave of being because we are. Enderson Pear tree. 07/11/2011.

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