love Once discovered, how something like my heart was connected to my brain, finally in my hands in seconds, to finally escape me like a bunch of water and scattered on the pale end of a leaf . Since then, I have not stopped writing.
And through the words, I know I could talk about many things and I hope to continue doing so.
I've spoken of love, disillusionment, life, death, hope, hate, fear, heart, mind, until I have spoken of the soul. And the strangest thing, I could talk about myself.
But I know there are things I can not tell you, personal struggles. Or rather, personal legends, such as Paulo Coelho says, that only you and nobody can win them more than you. Broken Bridges at some point, you know you must cross sooner or later, and there are no shortcuts or easy to get to where you go. And I know you're afraid, because I also I have. I have also heard for a long time to my thoughts, they just tell me ... I can not ... I'm not enough I need.
But even if you feel that my lyrics can convey my feelings, sometimes my feelings can not become words. And my words can not become desires and my wishes can not become flesh. And there we are, you and I just beings, cartilage and bone.
But there is something that I can give you, as keeper of my own cell. I have a wrench in my hands, which can be yours to read me. Or rather, you also realize that you have.
just say something like this: The victory is already yours, sooner or later, in this life or another. Only that will never be another time, that is not now. For there is nothing more than that.
Over there you start to feel a beautiful dove, and not just a prisoner behind bars imaginary bird. Perhaps getting rid of the ghost of time, stop feeling that you owe someone something. Well, neither your parents, siblings, friends, neighbors, teachers, God or the devil, owe nothing. Nothing at all. Even
are haunted by something like death. Of course I rented a costume as you will return. But the parties re-organized, every time you feel like having fun. And you win wars, not be more that the beginning of a new peace in your life.
So go ahead, because no one hurries. Do not be afraid of not getting time. Start the Beautiful temerity.
The Beautiful temerity to conquer yourself.