Monday, September 21, 2009

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Modern

All modern life will be devastating to the individual. Individuals from other times, Pa'lante father or, like me, unhappy that the slightest provocation they fall or get lost.

Past lives have taught me that there is nothing extraordinary in that life is an absolute full of cycles in it. The incarnation is an act of every day: just think of another place, another time, another body, have already had an astral experience. Low and useless, yes, but astral to the core.
modern
This devastates me.

This life that has made the most contrast blatant and radical pleasure. For example
in the midst of chaos is when it is worth meditating or listening to slow music and harmonic
-guitarrazos I love waking up with quirky or with free jazz and hard to find
-a kiss on the forehead or the softest of caresses right on the cusp of the loving can be a sensual experience
-fed the winger which functions can go far by the whole band took off rivals and controlling the ball, but the goal will be memorable only if pumped the ball gently to the departure of goalkeeper

modern life In my mind the dramatic appearance to the point of raising the level of ecstasy to the discrete individuality, that sweet spot of thought alone, silence abstractor (ah, blessed words that do not exist and yet demand their right to have from time to time.)

modern in my life care about names, categories, descriptions.

enough to admit when I miss the madness, that creative state that is independent of the justifications, as a legitimate means of expression. Read

children.

Lately my best talks I have them with my daughter, they say, still does not speak well.

Shit, why do I understand him to perfection?

Their games are delicious, when transformed into nuts their colors and eats imaginary or invented words like cisocé , kamipopia or kala to name objects to perfection even knowing their names, or those times when mountain climbing, or upholstered flies sky high and prolonged abound between the bed and the ceiling.



This modern life imposed rules and gives terrible trials who do not stick to it, I know. And I hate

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This life with its emphasis on healing based on moving away pain without wanting to deepen their meaning in what it symbolizes, as the body communicates so wise and millennia.

This brutal life with their weights in finance, politics, religion, culture of countries (perhaps always the same fateful global country), which impose lifestyles eventually unsatisfactory.

This life with that disturbing power of teaching around live everything except this, why is likely to occur then the desire, consumption, egocentricity, fear.

This life, fallible and absurd. Modern

any other era.

(a complaint over the matter, as always with us, those against)

And I came here to talk about something else, shit.

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