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THAT YOU READ - Words from my past -

There have been times in my past when I have pain related to a flow of intense remembrance of me. Connected to
information clear and lucid. Then I forgot, did I forget to not be able to share this energy, now I remain astounded than they already know without trying it out without the need for videos, documentaries or books.
These documents are evidence that we know everything ... you only need to remember to open and start to draw from our true self.

THAT YOU READ - (Summer 1996)

time off to cover its roots with the cry of deaf dumb shadows, figures resigned to the expectation of nothing.

on this land where you now rests your story, once someone lamented the disappearance of their liberty.

Do you think that is not a sin to ignore the star has always observed from infinity;

no remorse in letting the fading blue of the sky from the smoke of our selfishness.

happily returned to chew your limits, to absorb the indifference of our race, but where are you now, one day many men rested their members to pray that sun which has now a particularly uncomfortable, that moon that spot tonight consciousness of the universe.

We are all tied to this life for too short a time, there flowing in and not worry about saving the air we breathe our children.

Turn the page to hear poets pessimists, who are the pessimists? They are asking that you who ignore them?

's delete the reality that surrounds those who wrote to us, those who try to tell us something, but sin is stubborn and eternal and one day will return to black spot that fake light that surrounds us.

Life, which threw up on this immense gift, but is never the same for all reserves two slides to never forget.

For most of it we love to celebrate the day when there was a gift for each birthday a photo album full of false smiles, consciousness silenced, hidden from the lens ....

If you could go out to talk with the guests would say: "A year younger than the end" ... but ruin the party at all.

We do not like that slide .... we like to feel immortal until one of those fake smiles that will make less gray stone on which is written the day when we were born and when we are dead.

will be so for me that I am writing to you and you're reading ... not true la pena quindi voltar pagina ne ora ai miei pensieri, ne dopo ai tuoi.