Have to have someone out there that make all this possible, seriously, think: every morning I open my eyes at seven a.m. is a beautiful morning, no matter if is raining or is a sunny day, if is cloudy or windy, cold or warm day, is beautiful because I have another opportunity for to see it; the pretty quick with the sun make to shine all around me; the water of rivers or the sand of the beach, someone had to put all that together! Simpler: my dog had her puppies, 4 pretty puppies like his father, I believe, that just someone so big as his whole name make to do it, my grandma’s rose tree opened petals this week, how understanding can your love to make for all of us?
I’m not confuse, I know that you are there, in any side that you have to be, up in the heaven or universe, here next to me or in any country in the world, maybe down with Lucifer teaching he how the things are or show him who has the control. I know that you’re there, you have to be there regardless who, how or where are you.
I suppose that the really important is to know, for now:
“ Imagine the human life, being born, growing up, bringing babies and dying”. Which is the sense? Js spend time looking for… nothing? Why learn and learn if when you die yours brain doesn’t go with you? Or better, you wont can use it.
In fact, the human life wouldn’t have sense if in any spot a SUPERIOR MIND is not there.
I’m don’t know to God
but
with my closed eyes
I
believe
in
He
Carolina Diaz, just someone that write for no to cry.
RETOÑOS NEGROS son cada uno de los pequeños botones de virtud que nacen de cada caída, de cada agujero negro del que siempre suelo tropezar. Volar no es mas que estar consciente de que a cada segundo puedes caer. "Retoños Negros", mas que yo, es todo lo que soy, todo lo que siento, lo que callo por miedo a lo que eso me pueda conducir, QUIZÁS A SABER MAS DE MI.
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