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INSCRUTABLE CREATURES

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A TWINGE OF CONSCIENCE

WHERE DO YOU GO? The day was promising with a clear sky, a cosy atmosphere, with an attractive and pleasant temperature; the sun was shining, letting us contemplate how the clouds disappeared sadly and powerless. It was a splendid afternoon when I decided to go for a walk because my basic instincts told me I need to move; so I went to my room, I put on a blue jacket to combine it with my blue jeans, then I went as I a pilgrim looking for the lucient star in that small but kind universe. I took the way I used to take, it is a friendly road, but I have discovered sometimes she is angry with me. I was walking a little bit perplexed, pensive, immersed in the immensity of my adventure, I was walking like a man who has everything but nothing at the same time, sometimes reciting some verses of the Orphic language God gave me. I was very close to the high way; the sound of the big tracks stupefied my buoyant ears. I decided to take another way to make my walk longer because my senses were enca

WHO IS HE?

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WHO IS HE? He holds a nice pen. He seems to have God’s sight. He looks magnificent. Ah! He is ready to write. Sometimes he looks pensive. But it is difficult to know what he has in mind. He is staring just at one point. He seems to stop the time. He looks skeptic. He does not believe in tranquility. Every second he transforms all life. He does not believe in mortality. He does not like some words. Every day he fights against mortality. He only wants to be himself. He is proud of his simplicity. He is obsessive, sometimes he is nervous. He does not like to wait. Everything right now he wants. He says: tomorrow is too late. He is a perfectionist. Among the numbers he likes 3, 7, and twelve. He is an individualist, He is proud of himself. He thinks language is only just four letters: Ar, ou, el and ai: Those letters are the essence Of this superlative guy. He likes to smile, He likes to cry, He likes to talk His favorite question is: why? If he does something good, don’t say thanks to him

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Life is changing constantly, but sometimes it moves in a chaotic way, in that aridity we need to find some mechanisms in order to handle it, one way to do it is to be in contact.