Friday, February 25, 2011

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Deceived by gray

She says it is like we are, that natural conflict that occurs every day. He says it's the difference between us, for we have different ways of living that diversity if the two of us and chase us away, the hunter and the prey, even though the two roles are not well defined and sometimes interprets them ' one, sometimes another. I like an ancient greek athlete triumphed in ludi, Apollonian with my spear and shield, she turns to museums and girl who wears the look of Aphrodite. And we love as we go to war, we help eachother and head decked with the coat of mail, careful not to be wounded, not to make us move from side to side, close grip on the mantle of the horse, trying to unseat not leave for fear of being taken prisoner. Even when naked fight in a bed, clutching carry on the battle field of feathers and a kiss rude and breathless escape our mouths loud sounds as if a mountain had been cut off and upside down in our hearts.

Deceived by gray, wander like shadows in the fog or as passengers on a train traveling from dusty glass: we can not see the landscape that vague unnecessary details from which we do not know the whole rebuild. They are emotions that gleam for a moment, feeling that spark when a sudden ray of sunlight hits them, the feelings which now pose the dusty patina of time.

So we are always looking for something that even we define, hopefully waiting for the deus ex machina , the wagon that brought the scene to solve things, we believe that the road can lead us ever attempted anywhere else and will not give up in a matter of seasons in the Waltz of the day, we think we can eventually penetrate the mystery, revealing the pieces slotting together, finally get to the bottom of the secret. Not even realize it, we continue to leave at the same day to day and perhaps it is in this carpe diem the solution, which is probably hidden under the circle, not deep, but the surface.

Or maybe happiness is this continual bustle, quiet time is over when handling potentially dangerous items such as: do not even realize it, and meanwhile you cannot angles, plugs within the stem, as animals become indispensable in symbiosis. Who knows which of us is blind shrimp digs a burrow and the fish Gobius who warns of the danger that touching ...

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