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When a pitcher is broken,
and no coins in the fountain.
When you wake up,
and is no longer indifferent.

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hour, but the next day to let him back where he was. and no changes are changes, it seems illogical and anachronistic, but it is what I consider a state is unlikely and therefore indefinable human being trying to avoid that, yes, but no, this impartiality that disconcerting, because when you "feel" and specifies that it has changed and tends to produce energy that allows you to feel that security with shades of arrogance that the other would envy. Although this energy slowly decaying, are re-appearing traits that make you think "I have not changed at all."
is easy to feel that one has changed, because human beings need to know that continues to advance, although the bottom we are stuck in the same place as always, is more, there are signs that make us believe that what happens to us is true, continue to be successful in life, getting assertive responses, receiving the other, etc.
used to live in an era of constant change, and today I feel it was the worst one because you create an incredible image, one lives in a constant bubble, but like all good things in life, you always crave more: energy, signals, behaviors, approvals, etc. but not everything is up and behold when a "stalemate" long as the slightest doubt of the target collapses everything built and solidified. I feel

I have been part of both processes have achieved my success by constant changes, however I have kept my failures and then leave them in boxes under my bed. It's like hide the clock on holiday, unless they are not everlasting and time reappears. My boxes are in the same place, but the emotions return without having to open a sheet.
And there in a corner point that allows me to appreciate the road traveled before and I just draw lines. Where that point
static, status and does not change.

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Made a tiny snail
Turned into a smile curled
I'm still able to speak

name (Word)
Vicente Aleixandre.


There is always something to say and keep it,
uninterpreted words

With a gesture ignored
A letter without writing
And a story unread.

The white paper has been a long time, perhaps waiting for this moment and my breath is lost, elusive and uncomfortable look at the crowd causing almost an effect - panic. And last night caused a similar result to the day.


When I hear people hear about discomfort or distress always makes reference to something more physical type, only, you need tranquilizers - sedatives pagers that allow (in days) to make and unmake as ever.

Among the swing drugs that exist and pass through the body one remains aware, alive and unable to execute any movement. Meanwhile all attempts are made mentally, then you can get up, quench your thirst and back.
The essential point is that there never was need for that and not that the drugs were not effective.
The noise never was, moreover, continued to pace the heartbeat.
And so the days go by, some people call it "load" is "the cross" is clinging to an imaginary or stuck and is skeptical that any attempt to dodge.
Or is paying a very detailed report card, which sooner or later, we must cancel.
I do not know which theory is closest to this situation and while not the first nor last time that happens, I just hope every day that is a temporary state and to the day when my voice is able to pronounce words accurate and realize that I'm back.
I hope someday my gestures are consistent with the look and that is finally expressing my pragmatic rather than my words.
For now, I live in a kind of subjective pause, where I is preferable to look back, before that, move forward and progress with what is and was. Easing the place where they have never sedatives.


"On some nights, more than others, I close my eyes thinking

That someday I

The opportunity to begin again"