BAR&ANKÁS BLOG

Ufffff, the pleasure! that sensation when there feels pleasure … Pleasure to have time, pleasure to be able to love, please to be able to forget and embrace the peace, pleasure always to know what is claimed, to please to be able to sleep and rest, to please to be able to caress and be able to be sorry … mmmm, to Feel. Wherefore we remove the possibility of denying such an emotion to us? perhaps the perspectives that we mark ourselves are excessive and we frustrate our attempts. There I believe that we complicate our possibilities to be happy. quizás las perspectivas que nos marcamos son excesivas y frustramos nuestros intentos. Ahí creo que complicamos nuestras posibilidades a ser felices.

To be happy, a little so simple to achieve if it was not for this determination of ours to accumulate things. Surely our lives are like a gallery. A series of facts and memories between which we will always be able to find, although we do not look for it, the hollow of some lacking things to Read more …» Leer mas … »

Do you know that you look?

You look friends …: and if you have them and do not appreciate them?

You look for emotion …: and if it exceeds you?

Do you know in fact that it fills you?

And … if you are only a mere spectator in your life where you pass without much ado rhythm, where you depend on the foreign contents, if only you are appropriating of the time as if it was something useless … mmmm

For what do we look in fact?

Behind what do we walk?

Of obtaining place? of that they appreciate us to feel alive … of that they despise us to feel that we are part of “something“.

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Impetuous jealousy!!!! …: Why do you dress without showing me the best thing of the others? …: Why do you destroy me and do not allow to enjoy me? …: Why in every hug that you give me, do I feel that I lose something of me? …. Why do you lie to me?, if the foreign defeat does not do to me happily … Damned jealousy that do not help me to walk … I roll about in lies and coarse histories to be better that different and … sadly I am a gap. Do not you realize that you do not provide calmness to me? perhaps do not I realize that you cheat me? … that you make me spy, cheat, lie, insult, exploit. I believe that only do you want to obtain my misfortune? mmm … jealousy, jealousy, for sister the envy, only with your presence you teach me that I am not free. ¿Por que me destruyes y no dejas disfrutarme?… ¿Por que en cada abrazo que me das, siento que pierdo algo de mi?…..¿Por que me mientes?, si el fracaso ajeno no me hace feliz… Malditos celos que no me ayudan a caminar… me revuelco en mentiras y burdas historias para ser mejor que otros y … tristemente soy un vacío. ¿No te das cuenta que no me proporcionas tranquilidad? ¿quizás no me doy cuenta yo de que me engañas?…que me haces espiar, engañar, mentir, insultar, explotar,.¿creo que solo quieres conseguir mi desdicha? mmm… celos, celos, por hermana la envidia, solo con vuestra presencia me enseñáis que no soy libre.

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I suppose that it turns out to be easy to criticize free what the others do … and it is difficult to us to accept more our errors or to scandalize us of ourselves. I am the first one that I give aforesaid to myself, “I do not learn from my error to the foreign negative criticism”, uffff to think about the others that easy it is, and that difficult it is to put itself in its place, to manage to understand the reasons for which they move such actions, all so you bid as incomprehensible.

Perhaps I will have to look more at the pocket of my soul and embrace the reasons that everyone has to act. To read more …»