FIND A CURE is one year.
ask me in many, if in the end I found CARE, perhaps because some time is not public anymore.
But as I stated in a post a few months ago, I want a blank page when I feel the need to write and not the other way. This blog has long been an obsessive daily meeting with myself and we are very fond. How many times they are amazed to see my notes taken on each package madly back together freely without grammar rules or metrics on this space, but even more to find comments, anonymous or not.
E 'was a very intense period in all respects, and unbeknownst to me unexpectedly (God how I love the words that begin with "IN", is not it?) I have come to terms with the dark corners of me that had to emerge, some 'for survival and natural evolution for a while. Along with hard days are alternated moments of pure emotion to 100%, that still feel chills in menzionali, as the days passed on the Camino de Santiago.
So I think that even the darkest moments are welcome if you can live situations that would never have considered before, if you fail to appreciate perspectives we touch every day and do not realize it, if we are thirsty for the words of friends of friends and if we see suddenly be surrounded, even in the severe selection performed daily.
So I think that the treatment should I try to pass inexorably through the physical training of trying the suggestions as the disturbances, the excitations as the emotions.
So the cure is acceptance of all the events.
So the cure is the search for care.
I wonder if the treatment ends to realize that you no longer need to rely on others to be solid, but we realize they are strong enough to get close to others. During the last enclosed
and a half years were then followed each other strong emotions that I like to have collected in this blog, even though the day when I opened it with a lightness I had no idea what I wrote, that could mean keeping a blog and what it would take me.
Now I'm jealous of all that is contained here and even publish their thoughts to the whole world considers it a sort of fuzzy pathology of exhibitionism, in the end the sense of this showcase event for those who gave him up, out of boredom or curiosity, he lost time to read and even more to comment on.
"There ggente" which is known and subsequently met after an intense exchange of views in this space, but they are hopeless cases ... The
I need to write - shared by many - it becomes an outlet for non-cross-implode, and to give the answers, you should ask specific questions before and I think then a trivial exercise forced and unnecessary to do so without the need to hear this, now it's time to go forward, or at least try ...
Some people have a lot of memory and less, I belong to the latter category, but also belong to the category a bit 'nostalgic and sentimental is fond of everything that belongs to the past. I do not know if it will publish the next post tomorrow or a month or never, but I am pleased to have the chance to review what went through my head and that, by nature, would inevitably disappeared.
E 'need to believe
must be written into the unknown tend
Remember Baudelaire
E' must live
should write tend to infinity
Remember Baudelaire
