Hope is faith and culture. These are times in which to express content, not to get by without being tempted to look. The temptation is to call a deranged minds. Hardly perverted are tempted by the colors of the morning. Everything depends on the case, if you lose consideration and respect for the lives of others. The case is not the chaos that held together the opposites of the first differentiation according to weight, quality and spirit.
I always returns to mind the sky of the hill the men who gave direction and guidance to the dreams of children. Those children who are now men, in lands of the plains, where humanity is mirage and blasphemy and offense are the way to the end of all actions. But those children grew up on cold slabs of stone, reared on goat's milk, drawn up for the bumps of the green hill, which received the heat of words and gestures, have not extinguished the desire and the dreams that kept them awake nights under that starry sky, universal image of God, never forget having to be the image of those that were. Memories are a breath of time to come, despite has been announced in one of those nights when the moon and star trails.
never forget their mothers, those children, those mothers who watch them from afar, who join them in their dreams while awake, suggesting their love and virtue. On
womb you the nights of crying and consoling delusion. It is important to look for meaning and truth, it is important to accommodate the flights of swallows over the roofs of dyed blue of a sky that opens up wonderful glimpses of destiny. And each one finds the road. Sooner or later they'll all get in the way of having fragile trails of clouds and rainbows. We must proceed gently, with care and curiosity.
is Necessary know who I am and not try to find faults in others. What others are not is not weight and lightness.
If you look carefully, you realize that you are away even from the start of each journey.
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