martes, julio 06, 2010

One day I decided to start over

At the end of the road she'll realized she wasn't what she thought she was. A tourist in this world. A vagabond. A fool. What it gets to get, it's no more than an open mind. A little bit of this and that.

At the end of the road what it goes in the middle of attraction and reaction, it's just something like the spontaneous feeling of action. An unintended act, materialized by a unique type of action shows no more than an unintended way of living.

At the end of the road there's no need to live waiting for someone else to go and fight our own battles. This world is not only a place to stay. And the answer is not
always isolation. We start to isolate ourselves from others in order to keep everything for us.

At the end of the road a lonely and silent final seems to be appropriate. What a better way to promote isolation than in a place where the light seems to fight against shadows all the time? Trying so hard to protect us from ourselves.

One day she'll find a new way to start over. Right now everything seems so enlighted and clear. "Get a degree. Get a job. Get married. Get a life".

Maybe not at the end of the road she'll see, and ask them
What about getting a road of my own?

A little bit of this and that. Balance. Discipline. Madness, delusion, frenzy. Fertility and thought.Sensitivity to nature. Perspective. Vision. Passion, joy, calm.


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