When that day arrives, you can not help it. They come and go. To you all that remains is, after the storm, pick up the pieces of what's left and start over.
Black. Two days like this was at least six, seven years since the passed. Suddenly, the ghosts of the past have returned. Suddenly all the efforts to improve and improvements have been swept away.
collapsed. A castle built of sand so hard that in less than a second was knocked down by the undertow of the wave that has struck against. Justifications? None. I do not want to justify myself. It makes no sense. And it is an exercise that I do not want to do. Indeed, far from it.
I consoled by the fact that he had given everything, I am consoled by the fact that criticism, accusations, negative opinions, are by people who I respect and I feel inept. I do not feel good because, like it or not, I have to live with these people, work. These are the individuals who have completed this experience to judge me.
I was always taught that 2 +2 is always 4. That sooner or later the work pays off, that if the result is all there waiting. Always. In each field. Just as the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
Well gentlemen, the awakening was ugly. Traumatic.
I knew already. I always pretended not to. No, not even begin to speak. I'm not naive. I know that even then there are thousands of factors, a thousand variables, thousands of possible mishaps. The concept is another. The idea is that despite all that tell me I'm convinced that what must happen, happen. It is enough. Especially if you gave up.
I am a dreamer? A dreamer? An idiot? One who lives out of time? One who always slam the nose? OK! And do not think that I complain. No. I want to live like that. I've chosen. I'm so. Convinced idealist. Pragmatic at the time. Contradictory by definition. Just do not expect that I have no weaknesses, or that in certain circumstances has not these days. Or that a few bad day can not happen ...
Tranquilli.
I always said to be like the Phoenix. One who was able to live thirty-four years in this way. One that is fallen, destroyed, and then he was always able to get up. One capable of reaching a hair from the brink and stop looking down. The vertigo is not fear of falling, but want to fly at times. One could "resurrect" from the ashes better, but always true to himself. True romantic idea that there is another race in the world. Someone like me who is happy to play all heads or tails and no matter if it's all dark or all light. Or white or black ... how many times have I said?
One day I meet new people around. Yes, it will be a wonderful thing. People like me who write on the walls. Air. Which will have the strength to scream.
Perhaps those who are not part of this new race will tell us that you do, that we are the selfish mica reality, but we only have this life ... some people there's another?
Nevertheless, although I do not deny that the hit was bad, I do not give up. Although the desire to drop everything and millions of times in my head yesterday. I do not think it would be a disgrace. A person seeing the situation objectively understand. I understand. But do not give up, not out of pride, but why bother me a lot not to finish something I started.
Someone told me to use the eyes of tiger. To be proud of what I earned with my strength. Well, most of the tiger today that my eyes seemed more like those of a frightened kitten. And my head was not very high. But those who believe that I have given up, not chase more utopia, I've given up ... then I did not understand much.
I have my own time. I'm not a tipino easy. And I need to touch the bottom at times. Besides, there best position? From there you can only go up ... if you have the strength. And that still could not pull it off.
Take what you will not regret and never
if you do not like you, you'll see ...
will not change will not change
will not change will not change ... ever!
Take what you want and do not hide
never watch your back you
probably going to make you succeed
perhaps perhaps perhaps
going to make it succeed ...
perhaps succeed ...
perhaps succeed ...
perhaps succeed ...
Look at the sky that you see that sun
you look and see what you
e. ....... Watch where you go!
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