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July 17 2 008

My Princesita

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I appreciate the important things that are allying me with my life, the space that they granted to me when they me gave “my life”. Perhaps her many details escape from me, I presume to be unconscious when I lose the opportunity not to stop in them, and to enjoy them. In spite of it I try every day, to do a funnel to my sensations and to overflow in me the same. I am afraid to get confused, am afraid not to absorb what me around gives to me free, Read more …» Temo despistarme, temo no absorber lo que mí alrededor me da gratuitamente, Leer mas … »

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May 21 2 008

The pain of a moment

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Up to how much might we last and it would be just?

Up to where would we be capable of coming? …: will it be sufficient?

How much weight can we load? …: will it allow us to walk?

How many things will we have left behind without realizing?

When is it the just moment in which we decide to stop? to value the covered, to look behind and to do scales of the real thing, of the enjoyed, of the emaciated time, of the well used moments, of the despised ones.

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May 08 2 008

I

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… I am not independent, I need me around, my environment, which everything provides to me in my life all that I want and am necessary to be happy.

The independence does not exist. I am not autosufficient to feed an independence … What sad word “Dependence“ that empties, cold, inopportune, that commode … to do that someone takes charge of me, that the result of my life is in the hands of another person.

Dependent Edict, in her I am learning to grow and know that if I am be because I choose to be, without any other condition … not even mulberry tree, not social, not economic, only the personal election, which does to me to share with you what really I am. ”I”

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April 19 2 008

Dress emotion to me …

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I undress in the seaI see solitude great …
I anticipate many gaps that exhaust me, observe to the love strolling around without course and without control. I have read many linked feelings imprisoned in the leeway … There are emotions that do not know where to go.

Emotions that they are afraid to continue. Emotions that they are afraid to eliminate. Emotions that do not give up being real. Emotions resigned them before beginning feeling. Emotions that hide for not being able to express them, Emociones que no renuncian a ser vividas. Emociones renunciadas antes de empezar a sentirlas. Emociones que se esconden por no saber expresarlas,

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