The moment lives. The present lives. It savors the moment. He is the unique thing that you have, the unique thing that you have vvelo. Thanks to the innate observation that I have by the children, this weekend I have verified very sadly the totalitarian influence that the parents cause in the natural behaviors of the children. To be seeing how a boy loses that inexplicable magic of natural revolt, innate self-sufficiency, being able supreme is really sad for me. To verify once again, the superficial loss of the inherent force of the human soul is deplorable fills the heart to me of a sadness that I cannot share. To see a submissive and more and more submissive boy right now I am crying to contemplate that image so common in the human species.
That image of loss of the BEING, of the sagrada connection, intimate and unique. But that image has inspired to me today, more than it counted in this way. This behind schedule I am not angry, I am much more that angry. Iracunda? , no, no. the following thing of iracunda, in fact, the following thing of the following thing of iracunda. You cannot hacerte an idea of how I feel.
You do not worry, I explain it immediately to you so that you can include/understand or to at least visualize the annoyance degree that I take in me. He imagines to a hungry lion. Really hungry. In fact, it is on the brink of madness the death, the debilitation completely. It sees his prey, not only that, sees many prey and goes towards them. Then if you can imagine it, imagines that it hunts more than two enormous prey not only to eat but by the benefit to kill. It surprises to you that she is so metaphorical and so hard.