SelfPub: Weightlessness. Page 1

Unforgivable not even interested in the fact that there, beyond their own nose. Man is not born in a specific country, it is born in the world and only for a short period of time in which he can learn so many incredible things. And You closed on the same piece of land and consider it their privilege.

Sometimes our true happiness just finds its way to us. We need only the courage to take a step forward.

Choosing the wrong definition of a dream, we are pursuing the phantom goal on the wrong road without an end destination.

Where does fashion to love and to love and loyalty above pride, stupidity? The dedication and irresponsibility have replaced the sensual recklessness. Everyone acts as convenient, as beneficial. Not according to conscience, but on the wallet. Not by feelings and emotions. So now widely accepted. And I quietly hope that this boat that we headed to hell already stopped its engines, and now only to endure the path of inertia, until we finally turn around.

Don't need no miracles and fulfillment of desires, let alone what you have will not change.

We so often hear the phrase "under the law... or justice?". Perhaps, the only one who wants to live in a world where these concepts are still divided, there are only some lawyers and criminals, which automatically in turn blurs the line between first and second.

From the times of serfdom, nothing has changed: we still run basic instincts, the thirst for satisfaction of their sexual desires, and financial and physical superiority. The enslavement, the destruction of the weaker for his triumph. Always has been and always will be on. It's not someone else. It's all of us, is our essence. Our animal essence remains unchanged. World peace is a myth. Humanism - a utopia. Justice ...?

Sometimes it is enough only a little light to turn phobia of butterflies.

The superfine mist blue muslin stretched across the field, lifting a thick grayish vapor to the crimson sky. Humid clean air, falling from the open window of the Ford, filled my lungs. The endless green fields that stretched for miles, connects with the sky somewhere near the horizon, being like a staircase to the clouds, but the arcane a moment of blissful morning, when the boundaries of heaven and earth was hidden from reality by a gentle haze of fog.

If you talk a lot, you don't have time to do! You spend your emotions to impress the interlocutor. You can't open your plans that is still not done! It should silently do. Then I will show you.

If you're a writer, you cannot write well, when he never left his room. What are you going to write?

Just relax. - answered Jorge. - You need to lose that armor of denial that prevents you to enjoy something new. Prevents understand the essence of its charm.

I looked at him. We were so similar and at the same time completely different: our fortunes, our thoughts echoed your portrait similarity and dialogue merged triumphant waterfall in one of the equilibrium of the river, although our consciousness came from completely different waters: he is prudent, discreet, serious and fearless when it came to execution. I'm emotional, driven by pulses, but zavolokina for real action, roll up, frozen with fear of change in the really important decisions. There's a reason we met. We complement each other's reference and it soon became clear not only to me.

Scary is the unpredictability, the uncertainty, the uncertainty of what awaits them if they act differently: quit your job, get divorced. Consciousness and ability to reason entirely possessed fear of being left with nothing.