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How some people must to knows, I like to write about what to many people think are

real, good or not, but is not...¡¡¡and I like too ,write about what, is not real
but...could comes true, good or not¡¡¡ so is very dificult to me do it, adding to
this ,that I am in dominion, of a very short english too¡¡ I love poetry, I like
novels, I like any expressions of arts and like whom try to produce arts¡¡adores
them because in the facts of creation ; live the true meanings,of to be close of
the love of the Higness¡¡ but I prefer face the very hard side of reality and non-
reality levels, Why? because we all knows in our basics undertandings; that all,
can be or not, to be¡¡perhaps, but; what makes a day thats is in nowhere,but
living in and into,the limits and capacitys of time and distances can come to
us,so clearly in the morning, and so darkly, at evening? Is not this, like the
more pure, or beauty poetry? is not like, an intenses novel...chaptres , every
day? And still, that means "we" must to be there,because we are the rigth point of
the triangle, who can scape of duality? but obligates you are¡¡to form the first
triangle of reality, to do any thing can comes true¡¡¡.Some times I have time to
write "some kind" of poetry; but my novel is the present times, behind and in
front, of everthing, because in the present times the more dificult act of life;
is belives in ourselfs¡¡¡¡and means THEM, the mass,the mass that is going no
place¡¡
too many lies at media¡¡every thing that is no a lie is something to "take you out
of real reality by amusement¡¡¡ and laugths¡¡¡hhhaaaaaa,hahahaha is to easy and
healthy to laught..but some times "someone" make you lauthgs¡¡ from things that
later will be so serious to me,to you and for everybody¡¡and that laugths get
transform,any time, in pain and crys¡¡¡sadness and
mad.We are manipulates, but we are happy¡¡ we have too many things,artefacts, but
some times too many people has not a reson to life and some times prefer no to
have¡¡ because, now is danger ,to live.To be alive is like a
sin¡¡ so you have to pay ¡¡no ordinarys payments¡¡no you pays everything, but may
be you can not walk at the park ¡¡in a fresh and beautifull nigth¡¡ some persons
pays with their life¡¡ the bad luck to be young and has to go to any place to
figth any war that some people" INVENT" for them.Youth is the poetry side,and
season in the life of man¡¡time to test and taste their dreams,to test and
taste,their imagination at last¡¡may be ,later them can by own nowledges, open
wide their eyes to their own realitysand desires ¡¡but whem you kill the man ,
kill their dreams, kill the natural poetry of Nature and when you kill Nature, the
man. the youth and the poetry; you are killing yourself, little by little because,
your are feeling more death, every day¡¡so even you are alive ,you are betraying
yourself too, because all that mass, is all around you, and you think and feels in
every morning, that dont matter what happened ,you are still dreaming; even you
are open your eyes¡¡ because you are no living the true message of Nature of the
Highness ¡¡because you are no living, the same life, you wish to life you are
living the life of the media and the mass, you are a zombie ¡¡that reapet.And the
wrost you reapeat things witout importances¡¡You that way are putting
yourself¡¡¡¡out of truth way¡¡If you are pacient and may be you ask for it , I
will bring some medicine¡¡ not the "vaccine"hahahaha I laughts,but for nerves for
the Mankind¡¡¡ be carefully¡¡¡the persons behind the media and the masss¡¡ wants
too many jump other town¡¡hahahahahah.. try to be happy...and if you
understands ,any way smile.But........ If you keep zombie...there no way to scape.

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