Outside the common thing? One thinks, it creates, or it intuits to have all the truths, all the ways, past salary all the fears. Spent the time, when one had like is commonly, but failures that successes, is created to surpass all the fears and when listening the same problems but in mouth of another one it thinks that person is something immature and the prejudice to be but that or she appears. Without realizing there is something hidden suddenly. That when one feels hard but, but immune to all history, something unties that we had or still we have ours inside, by thus calling it a feeling that for a long time we have been hiding or we ignored completely, the surrealistic ignorance that warns to us beforehand but we want to do of account that does not pass anything, that did not pass anything to us, but watching fixedly a memory second a is intensified second, in a constant movement without stops and low, he is only something that is controlled by its own inertia without a guide whom it indicates to us that magnitude implies or the idiot that is, until not waking up will not know it if shines as no other or only is youth whim that will die by the distance or the time That kills without problems any principle of fleeting happiness. Sometimes it costs to have it so inside, it costs to think about another thing and give desire to kill it on the inside, to remove that seed that began being nothing and I finish in an incarnated cluster difficult to extirpate. The life gives easy and difficult options.
There is no a mean level, the problem is that all it seems to us difficult or unattainable, if we spoke of dreams or hopes, we are taking an one step back before beginning, implanting fear in the way doing everything more troublesome and confused. We look for after a time to do the correct thing, to do what for years we have been having thought but we did not cheer up by different circumstances, overwhelming obstacles, that they remove the worse thing from itself when disabled seeing itself one second option, in fact we do not want that second option and clearly it is not a whim, is something that is known from inside, from the beginning, from always, that is going away to want by all the life something that we would not despise until the day in which we say aim of the way. In which moment? in which circumstance? it will arise from to only pass of the time? it is not known, NOT IT! the anger where hid to me?