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Life is dynamic, I used to have my hair very short but nowadays I have it with another look and I prefer the actual one. I know we change.
SOMOS ASIMÉTRICOS Desde tiempos muy remotos, el ser humano ha desembarcado sus conocimientos tratando de encontrar fluctuaciones similares en las cosas, en el mismo ser humano, con longitudes y magnitudes milimétricamente iguales. Esto, ha significado por muchos años una búsqueda abnegada de una armonía física, material y visible frente a los ojos del mundo. Así mismo, esta manera de concebir la realidad llevaba en su vientre, implícitamente, concepciones y construcciones mentales que han servido como pilares de un mundo humano que se transforma y se recrea cada día. En otras palabras, lo que se buscaba era encontrar una simetría en cada objeto, en cada ser humano. Incluso lo bello era concebido como lo simétrico. La simetría, entonces, se convertía en el ente regulador de la belleza. De aquí que las cirugías plásticas para reconstruir la nariz, los pómulos, el rostro completo, se hayan insertado dentro de la sociedad con una rapidez violenta. Mientras más simétricos más bell...
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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