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The human being!

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The human being is incomprehensible, we get so deep into the mistake that we ignore the pardon for not just saying it.

If it rains, we want the sun. When the sun shines, we want the cold embrace us. Or simply, if it doesn’t rain, we want rain, no one can understand human beings.

Presidents or Governors changed every four years depending on where people live. But the truth is that if elected, we put it in a glass box, idolize him, then when time passes and there is no change, we want them to go to hell. Who understands then!

Where is the wise man and the simplicity of women, the daily complaints of what could be and wasn’t.

If I were to unite all of the above, I would say where my eloquence in everything.  I write if I join the fate of every being that my likeness adorned from head to toe.

If not all true what I said and wrote before, I can say openly that if they think it’s a lie, then why:

“We all want to go to heaven but nobody wants to die. “


If I did or not, Who cares?

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Yes I did! What you said! All I can say is that I feel good, peaceful. I can only say well, that I do not blame myself, why be ashamed of what I’ve done or said? Can not say that I did with rage or did knowingly, that I was upset. You know what! No it can be said. Because everything I say to say , to save time, that I spent writing this. No good to me. Will continue to think the same or worse than before.

My soul is my proof, my reality, my way of being, like, someone will say that my feelings change like the weather.

You know my dear Watson! Wrong idea that change with the weather!. If, as the sun in my morning and the moon in my night, is my reality, life tells who I am and who I will be later. Who am I, I can not change it. Just get used to it, like you.

But what I can not change, is the way in which to walk, life plan for me and I follow, injustice haunts me as bacteria in the wind. “We rubs and penetrates without realizing”

Actually, I do not think so. “I am nothing and from dust I was born” I do not believe in my destiny! I was marked as mark the flock of a peasant miserable, to know that have owners. I have done nothing and I have to pay.

Why not pay those who see the poor pass and not extend the hand and on the other hand, leave them hungry, like a rag. I can not believe in nothing more than me. It sounds selfish, but it is not. The Lord, in his mantle surrounds me every day and not let me down, not even in my darkness leaves me alone, always there, puts his hand on my shoulder, and said with his voice very subtle;

“Daughter, do not fear, I will take care of you and your sorrows away from you, all unnecessary evil that will not let you live” Wise words of my favorite philosopher.

If not me, who will I be? Someone explain to me, because I do not understand. The circumstances are worse than open reality, a life marked by suffering, if not today, then tomorrow, but always follows you like a curse. To then offer their best smile out of “nothing happened here” pretending to look at the unwanted, so thou reality or your truth, no different than mine. Everyone has a book, where we have our lives written and sealed until the time comes to settle scores, with that unique being who knows everything. My fate is like animal suffering from without ceasing for save itself from a cruel fate, raw and unbridled in this woman named, Glissette screaming for “help” as an absolute fact, most absurd, a joke, she does not want to be laughed of how life, laughs, weeps while she bereaved, for a destination full of suffering, full of loneliness and misery of a love that was and was not for me, since the day of my birth. Cursed birth, you marked me!

I do not care if you believe or not, this is a relief to my heart, my air touches my face every day and know that is God himself who does it, makes a dent all pain and erase all bad memories I had.
I’m alone I told God in my prayers, he very sublime replied, “the loneliness where you live, it is because you wanted to, many times I gave you the answer, your eyes were blind”
Certainly was! My eyes were blind, I locked myself in my inner self and I clung to my loneliness that I could not see beyond my eyes.
I’m like the heart of the ocean, a being who only can give. I know that asking a puff of tenderness, a soul that calls the joy in the days of sadness and warms me when I have cold.

I do not ask much, just what a being should have, and why I can not have? If I deserve a bit of heaven to shout from the rooftops: “I am a unique person, a body of pure soul that has given everything, asking nothing in return, and has been found with your own being.”
“No matter the miles you run, if you’re not, the loneliness will bear”

You only you

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When we strive to do what your heart tells us is when most trips are just around the corner unexpectedly. Because these things happen I can not explain, I have dreams to achieve goals and purposes, I feel I deserve a chance to be myself and not be what others want it to be, and is good to be so kind and leave behind my being.

I’m like a bird wants to fly, without wings, or like the hibernating bear asleep waiting for winter to leave.

That compared to mine, but I am so that I can say without saying more screaming, my soul waits to be heard and is not reciprocated.

Shout to the world a statement of understanding madness and absurdity of fighting a tireless writer, sitting at the computer just expressing what she feels, leaving a note reflected in what she expects and waiting for you only you read it, and let me longs to know what my soul and my heart longs to hear without having to say I am what I am only a being waiting to be heard by you.