A Syl, Franca, Tan ... Luna, Misi @ Mistriani, Minu, Luz, Lucida Follia, Blue Angel, Selene, Reconciling Stanca, Miranda, Samantha, Wilma (where you are !!!), The infinite does not exist (Jessica), and to all bloggers, I dedicate this video with the sounds from my country. A hug and a world of good at all!
"... Nostalgia! I miss even of what has not been anything for me, for the anguish of the flight of time and disease of the mystery of life. time I saw regularly in my usual ways: If you do not see them as it saddens me, yet I have been nothing but a symbol of a lifetime. The old by anonymous dirty gaiters that I almost always crossed at nine thirty in the morning? Seller lame lottery tickets that bothered me to no avail? The old round and ruddy, with a cigar in his mouth that he was on the threshold of tobacco? The pale tobacconist? What will become of all these people who only ever seen them, have been part of my life? Tomorrow I will disappear. Tomorrow too, the soul that feels and thinks, the universe that I am for myself, yes, tomorrow I'll be only one that has stopped moving in these streets, one that others will evoke a vaguely " What will become of him? " And now I do everything, because now I feel alive and will not be anything more than a passer at least, in the everyday life of any city ... "- (Fernando Pessoa) -
read this piece of Pessoa, I have a feelings of worthlessness as a whole, past, present, future. Every part of the time, which flows seems illogical. Then, I tell myself that just because everything in this world will finally end, because of it, every moment time that is given us to live, we must do ours, and hold dear, like the emotion that suddenly surprises us and gives us a sigh that is joy.
Every man has an angel or a demon that accompanies tireless in everything he does, or does not. And man prays or curse, the one or the other, and the threshold that separates the Angel of the Daemon, is exceeded or ignored in every moment that man breathes. Living simply is a wealth despised, or denied, because this is not enough. Then delve deep in their own and in another's existence, and mad as a bulldozer, sweeping ideals, feelings and life. And look for and what satisfies him, it is only the abstract idea of \u200b\u200ba happiness that does not include losses, but only enemies left behind. Invisible suffering not touch him, nor question. angels, demons, or gods, they leave him indifferent. But where did the man whom we heard about from our fathers?
