Is that the injustice immobilizes? is necessary that the one that commits them must feel the naked own thing to stop your gesticulate?

along the history, it have maneuvered?.
In my humble opinion i believe that have maneuvered in some aspects I... not in all nor all. what do day to day to improve to the humanity? It can begin for do not commit injustices but... what is the injustice? According to the dictionary: opposite action to the injustice. Well,what is the justice? According to the dictionary: Virtue that is inclined to give to everyone which it is suyo//Derecho, reason, equidad// Conjunto of all virtueses that constitutes good to the one that the tiene//Lo that must be made by rights or razón//Poder Judicial//Pena or punish público//Tribunal or ministers that practices justice.
Every one of these questionable sentences from the moment that it are take it  from the rationality of the human being and highly dangerous if they fall in hands of rates that try to get establish your ideals as maximum components to create " a new nation ", a " new worldwide order ", etcetera.; it are several the historical examples on it.
The words can be manipulated: of there your danger, of there the salvation.
The differents senses of the words, that is to say award you different senses for example, using a noted word to run down to somebody, turn upside down your meaning until achieving it desired... it is a danger, and if uses to him positively a salvation.
While a person gives make hopeful to a people with your words, in the same moment juridical categories are can be creating for privileges of those that create have the can eternal

 Why  commit injustices?

The ant (for example) not has not the same concept of private property that she who has the society.
If the day of tomorrow any small animal has your own juridical apparatus recently appears there the right side to the life?  is not this a right side of all and everyone, besides imprescriptible?
to many sounded you rash but is not the imagination many times she who help us to see things that never daily do not see, she who helps us to search for escapes and solve?
When we analyze the fables by Ej. we imagine situations and circumstanciate all retrieves sense when you read the maxim.
The imagination is as a favorite jacket that it use followed for the simple fact that sit us comfortable and sure with it, nobody will question us with the imagination, cannot have lies, nor treachery.
For questioning  to if itself is whereby one must begin, the more simple and indispensable form for the human evolution.
" work of such mode that want to convert that in a general applicable rule to all " " put you in the paper of other appears in person "  as much as times have listened thoses sentences? what own sense find you to every one?
Both sentences try to get say us somewhat in common: that not keep us a viewpoint, that we must analyze diverse perspectives; that all has your time, a time to meditate and other to gesticulate; and that always must do everything possible
not to harm to other appears in person, by respecting your space and by demanding respect mutuum of a pacific way.
There is the equilibrium, there takes root the supreme equity

The humanity still commits errors because knows and remembers imperfectly your past, knows single small excerpts of the present, disavows some truthes of both times and is nourishing to him ( sometime ) of foreign misfortunes.
On the other hand, it see, it is blinded to the uncertainty of the future and as consequence the level of hope decreases of a so brusque mode that all  flood of murrain and many times absence of communication.
Asi  prognosticate the worse storms of our life...  still the storm not happened! and if happened  is passed!. If it is a prognostic, until not this finishes off it word never will be able to be certain complete that all will go out wrong; it is the moment
in which we must follow by fighting for our present

The time is an illusion, an invention to organize us and edict-remember us day to day that each dawn, draw towards evening and nightfall is different, unique and that warren thanks to it, thanks to the natural equilibrium.
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Account the history that had three friends: the past, the present and the future. Past always remembered when all were young and it longed for the old times, by shutting in your field of vision to " which no longer it will turn ". Moreover it wrote extensive volumes of histories that then it sent to the humanity,
which it not knew not be that the messenger that took the books to the men read your histories secretly and in carelessnesses, it lost someone of your writings, replacing the for writings that the same did of very imperfect way ( somewhat that so much past as the humen it disavowed ).
Present always lived very hurried, to the so much of YOUR matters, single wanted knowledge the now and still it searched for your old future friend, but the encounter with it disquieted it and made impatient it.
On the other hand, the mischievous and optimistic future, it had a clear, lucid mind your look always lost, it went over different places and hid to him at present, laughing  of the impatient attitude of your enthused friend for finding it

Maxim: We must watch to the future as the looks at oneself us: with optimism. If we have bad prognostics, future always encourage us of miracles or to exchange the situation.
The present always will make feel us expectant for knowing that will happen us, must not permit that it impedes improve your present.
Remembering the past must be somewhat that feeds our be and make know us better, not somewhat that obstructs find us other viewpoints and renew us.
If weighs your past, trade to find other report of ideas and bunch of it your daily rule, decide you to take the reins of your life and search for your own and true meaning of the felicity,
That your words are not your prison and your future repentance, that it is somewhat of which fill with pride you and shape you as person.
The force takes root in the purity of a stem, the pure stem, it is as the crystalline water and serene: not has not because disquiet  since not has not contamination

I know clear in your words, at the most clear and it are necessary is your expression less place to doubts or false performances will give to place.
 search for the beauty in that that lasts and not in feign it, single for the simple fact that is apparent is the halfback and not an end in if itself.
The felicity is an end and therefore to achieve it must search for somewhat similar of good and durable, for it it requires of analysis, |razonability| , responsibility
and, for overcoat, a good heart

Personalize you, creates your own style, life mode, preferences, thoughts tastes, etc. always by respecting to each of the peoples.

 search for in your conscience that it impedes that carry out someone of these points that it have read, once identify the obstacle,
not watch not with hate towards it, only open walk you as if out a jungle and fulfills your moral duties arising from a status, the moral duties arising from a status of imparting justice

Life has more imagination than she who take to our sleeps.

The worse hostile to the man is the discourage.

Always remains dyes in the inkpot, the important thing is in order that have used the consumed ink.

 serious possible that potentially our cells take data of the future?

when having we great influence on our own cells can exchange the future?

"The line that completes the staff” by L. S. P.

"The line that completes the staff"

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Chapter 1: Between the darkness and the earth.

Sounded a melody barely audible and still felt very strong within me ... filled my soul, was more than purely spiritual, even beyond the divine, was something unknown. The music, the melody I had. Or did not feel the slightest movement of any part of my body, there was no time or space: just music housed in encouraging me and concentrate exclusively on it.

And, Suddenly, even faster than a sudden death, the music stops. The instrument declaring exteriorizaba and their cries, moved to the area briefly silence of silence, as fast as it had arrived. And felt a deep void in me, and received a stab at least expected. Did not have that silence, surprised and paralyzed by the lack limit me to try to find meaning in what happened. He was addicted to the tune of ... A second? Why two hours? Why seven years?. I can not say how much time had passed.

When I got out of introversion, I decided to open my eyes, not in the literal sense of the word because .. and was open, but to see my environment where I was?. I was on a rock at the edge of a cliff, I could feel a slight cool breeze playing with my hair and the sun caressing my skin, all stated that it was no longer immune to the senses, and was not a prisoner of that strange and embellished dream.

A deep waterfall overlooks the front of me, showing all his strength, as displayed to see who wants ... I will not stand being there should not be there. Lack a sense of my inner ate accelerated destruction of almost an unstoppable virus ... the only medicine capable of saving the temptation of suicide and refusal to the world and its reality was hypocritical to hear back one tune, sleeping with her in his eternally harmonious sigh, his passionate fury. She had offered me an angel, and I just wanted to build on their knees, travel notes, the real hallmark of scrupulous walk, to be their keeper all.

Try to remember, I hated myself, to my mind the impossibility of finding the information. And my irritation only found relief when a small bird, as water from the sky infernal wound, began to emit a sound dreamy, similar to the melody. His song, unwavering, stood victorious, took me to a hidden place, was suspended almost artistically describing circles on a needle and a sheet were in the floor. At first glance, the sheet did not contain anything at all, when they devote my full attention warned that a letter at the top right reads "June 7, 1986." As for the needle, it had a red dye, dry. Both judging by their appearance had not found a use for some time now. I walked a few steps further and found a pink ribbon with a black button round, both worn.

Chapter 2: As beautiful as fatal.

"This is my dream" was the first sentence I heard, I looked around me, a girl with curls with an innocent look pompous and extravagant pink dress was at my side, eager to talk. In an air atmosphere was thicker, I was grief caused an adverse effect on me. The girl kept her eyes fixed on me with a brief pause in tone declared off, almost mocking, "you're going to put my belt." My first paragon reaction was one pocket to another in search of a package of some tape ... and not finding any action to conceal distractedly look to the sky, to my surprise had infinite darkness ... moist soil and therefore we held me and girls covering the vast esplanade.

"Get my tape!" Said the girl with more violent tone and fast, leaving behind the sweet smile that I had ka noble illusion goodness.

There was when I that the only way to remove the tape, who had been at my side (since the trance was over), had been one bird.

  - It was .. ..- he was articulate in my mouth with a mild tone

- Who? - Muttered girls

- The bird ... the strange bird took your tape, and not only that but ...-

- .. button, the needle and the letter - complete halt to the small

- How did you know that ..?

- How I learned that find my stuff?

- Hey .. if

- Well .. my possessions, and therefore mean a lot to me, I bet you also protect yourself .. to leave them in the ground does not mean that it will protect

- So I watch all the time?

- You mean if you watch when you were possessed? Mmm .. I think so.

- Owned? I never ...

- Oh yes! - Interrupted the girl - if that would have allowed you tune a second burst in your head, you had launched the precipice - condemned the tone of satisfaction with a girl, almost heroic.

- Huh? Jaja that's not, you can be sure that the music I would jump into the death. If it had happened, how could you be sure that it does not survive .. more precisely how even know what the melody? Ray Who are you?.

- I know everything - said while the girl sat on the floor, stroking her hair with great tranquillity.

- You? A girl? - Replied perplexed troubled breathing. - It is impossible that someone knows everything, only God, and God is just a girl. - Continued.

- I will be what you are willing to see --

- Do not psychological games with me, do not work, I have to wake up!

- Did not ask the same thing when we hear this beautiful melody and tragically fatal. - The girl said calmly

- It was not fatal!

- Yes, it was, it was, it was!

- How?

- I had heard. Walk the maze of your memories Fred, you must to look from another perspective, you must save you. I am the bird, the letter, the button, ribbon and your soul.

Chapter 3: Sangria

Precipitate an awakening once again displayed the range of what he considered reality, the esplanade, the trees, their freshness. The smell of lavender invaded me, had already left the waters deep reverie. In my shoulder, not the bird found ... only the pink ribbon on my knees: the role with their date, to my left on the floor: a black button.

Walk to awaken my sleeping right leg. Check my pockets save my recent discoveries, I found a pen in one of the inside pockets of my jacket, quickly check your role in that operation had taken .. It works! I had a slight stroke, perfect. I invaded an unstoppable momentum of literary inspiration, was to translate the words on paper, it started instantly. It was not the way I write, never used! That point! Characteristic of a person who writes with anger, as he wrote Quick, just thought. At the end, my hand (with some forces) can not sustain birome, which dropped precipitously. Had written a letter addressed to Gioquilda Armstrong, which read:

Dear Gioquilda:

                               Never found lying on your lips, but I thought many times that. Yesterday, sitting in the yard, I spoke with your daughter, do not agree with our relationship ... I know I have not accepted in the family, the wait time to change that. Do you think that really lost the pink ribbon that had donated a few days ago, "because I never trusted it, it always fits your tapes to tie their shoelaces (and you know what is hands this). Do not trust their lies as well as I have ceased to trust what she tells me about you. Not wrong, I never want away from your beautiful daughter, you know ... it is understandable that still can not overcome the loss of his father, was a blow. It is a healthy and innocent girl can get ahead, I am sure the internal wound will heal memories.

                                                                         Kisses,

                                                                                  Your love Fred.

I never imagined that would write such words, do not know any of the characters involved in the story, I was out of place, of context.

Should walk away from there, there would ultimately become a subject to trial and deprivation of reason. The situation I am terrified intuitively arrived at a very wooded, a blanket of autumn leaves covered the ground. Before me, stood a monumental structure, its white columns, covered with vines reminded me works Roman resaba A title: "To honor the fallen in war continental" below in tiny letters something more: "May 1983”.

I walked in, it bluntly, the rays of sunshine in the afternoon graves dot the many, many of them with flowers and dry, but one that caught my attention, red roses. The plaque from the grave read: "Richard Holmes 1952 - 1986 His daughter and his wife, Clarise Gioquilda remember him with deep love, keeping his spirit immoral", believed to see the other letters but not distinguished correctly.

I went to look at the roses, their petals stroked an experienced pain intense when I was stuck with an edge, to my surprise it was not the thorns of the rose, but the needle with the red dye that had been dry before the dream. The movement of my hand to find the wound discovered a small role with lengthy letters read:

Ricardo Sorry, today I go to my destination and loved my nightmares too afrontare your melody.

¿I loved your song too?.

I felt that I walked a cold ice completely, something very different from a cold lack of shelter, there was a tingling that I sensed something.

Chapter 4: The virtuous of the keys

There were many questions in my head, why he had found another paper with the name of one <<Fred>>, which planned to find someone?, If so: what purpose?, Both speak the same letters Fred or was it just a coincidence?, the dream would have had something credible?. The situation is afflicted, an Anti-God my life ... gave me pleasure as rose petals and needles including the most painful thorns the flower, my pain.

She needed someone to talk to all of my experiences, lived in the place of a drawer and forgot lockable ... much needed ... But more than anything, the melody.

Since the song had ceased all tormented me ... the bird had broken why, damn bird. Could it be a girl bird? How long have considered the possibility of transmutation of living things?.

Came walking toward me, a shrill laughter rang throughout the hall, the girl had appeared once again. Should read my mind?. Her honey-colored curls radiating light while heading towards me and murmured:

- With your back .. - The girl broke the silence, the echo of his voice was audible and powerful.

- Come back to where? Who ..?

- Shh! – said the little girl - is a resting place for the poor innocent souls. Either way you still need to remember.

At the end of the sentence the girl, I was struck by a brief flash, I was looking in a colonial house, it was morning or at least so it seemed, large windows discovered a beautiful courtyard full of roses, as so many stars in the night . The mundane would ever held in this beautiful house, a white man contracted brown hair, pale settled their fingers on the keys of a piano. Suddenly a song to your collection penetrate my ears, it was .. me was rooted in its essence, once again. I closed my eyes, this was my chance, should hold in my mind.

Suddenly, the sound was broken, somebody knocking on the door. A slender girl curly hair and long bursts into the room. If my ears had felt pleased with the melody, my visual took its revenge at the time, cleaning, beauty was before my eyes. Is anyone noticing my presence?.

- Ricardo: Men want to talk about you, I think it is urgent - said the woman charged with an air of concern.

- Hmmm .. should they want to see, Gioquilda wait here - the man left the room.

Gioquilda went to the window in an attempt to spy on his beloved quietly, and although his face looked worried .. dim not let her beauty.

The door opened again, Ricardo looked very seriously to his wife, his wife running towards him, the boy says his shoulders decisively.

- The U.S. army has recruited me - muttered

- Ricardo Oh! - Women began to sob, unable to lift the light and look to continue their eyes - you can not go, can not be forced

- You know that yes

Chapter 5: An obligation to comply

The scene had disappeared from my view with alacrity, and a full moon resplendent before my eyes was not the day. A restless man walked into the room, his footsteps resounded strong, constant, interrupted by sobs and tears in seconds from a woman sitting at the bottom left corner of the bed.

- It's late, do not hesitate to retain - said emphasizing each word with emphasis on vocals Ricardo.

- How.. you can let your daughter, is hardly a little girl.. .. eh?.. is that you? --

- Stop! Do not say that. Gioquilda, Clarisa know how to love, how much I love you for you .. but I must fulfill my duty. I have to defend our nation. - Ricardo leaves plenty of places staves and notes stating: - "sorry I could not finish it! As far back ..-

- End .. HR - broke his beloved.

- Your song, of course. I have not yet finished.

While women was crying Ricardo runs to hug the foot of the bed,

- Do not mourn, everything works out

And with those words moving clouded my mind ... .. What was that? What was happening?. My questions were dispelled instantly, heard the noise of an engine .. was unbearable, a direct enemy of my highly appreciated eternal melody. It was a group I was in. What the hell was there? Who would give me real explanation all this?.

The group was almost empty except for a man who was two seats behind, had an unfortunate aspect. I looked more closely, the man was wearing white creator of the fantastic song dedicated to his beautiful wife. Ricardo did not have the impeccable and neat hair, his pale face untold suffering burns, so wear your clothes .. undoubtedly had lost its force.

Should talk to him what happened, do you ever notice me presence?. A strong wind suddenly came out of the window right near Ricardo brought to me a picture, I was enthralled to watch: it was Gioquilda, and beside the little girl of my dreams ... Would it be your daughter?. I supported my hand carefully on one of the seats, again a twinge of pain I am torn apart, was the needle. A feeling of anger and excitement filled me, how long should live awaiting answers?, My situation had to reach their anger end, and we should have at my side. Ricardo approached extending his right hand, then one of the buttons on your old jacket dropped, I rushed to pick.

- Sr., let your button thing, I have to do needle you know? - I told him

- That does not matter, and get home, my wife cooked. The war ended

- Is your family? - Whispered trying to keep calm

- When at last I can see them and can I end my song back the picture?.

His words were more than thorns echoed inside me, I was bleeding to imagine this perfect life alongside the most charming ... I never had a life, why not me?.

I did not want to hear from him or a word in reference to his family and the melody, Buried their eyes with my pain, which underpin the needle should always have: their eyes. By removing such was the feeling of pleasure, a pleasure similar to that he experienced with his wife and melody, a feeling that I shared much more absolute.

Chapter 6: The clock is going in one direction?

I got as fast as I could from that group, listening to their complaints walked up to the cliff, there was waiting for me. I knew my destiny was to be where it happens, nobody would see the scene, nobody knew.

The man was sedated most of his own pain, should seize this moment, I would complete his work and never get what you got. My vehement decision found its destiny in the bottom of that cliff, the water and the breeze would erase the traces of sin.

When passing month, it was increasingly confident in winning the love of Gioquilda She captivated me with its beauty. I was in charge of calming his anger when he recalled the promise never fulfilled Ricardo, to return. Day and night lamented man, how long will be remembered?. After a time the U.S. government declared it disappeared ... I realized that my opportunity to change things just started my new life.

For when we lived together, Gioquilda was very nice to me (not her daughter Clarise) was consensual with my gifts, I am glad your happiness. Everything was perfect except for two points: the score (not just could not finish the song but also the sound was lacking in harmony that characterizes it) and girls (who had an untold resentment towards me as if I could learn about the atrocities they had committed).

One day in the yard, I gave a tape Clarise to pink, but I never trust what she claimed (he had allegedly used for a bird, damaged his leg). I was sure it was not well, but days later I saw a bird actually recovered (if they ever would have been wounded) continued as the bees to honey. But all I was strange, remember having lived those moments, what many people call "deja vu" ... he had never believed in that. In one of his walks, the continued, the bird was the guiding the cliff how is it possible?. Expect the events ... Small insurance that would be his mother.

Chapter 7: The final note of the melody

Upon returning home, not Clarise said nothing happened or the afternoon or dinner time, acted normally would not be aware of the existence of a body at the scene, "I had not dared to look below the cliff, the body would have disappeared and so did not suspect anything happened?.

At that moment I realized my carelessness, my plan had many points that could have been causing me fall. Without witnesses who witnesses the emergence of a corpse or the bus trip of a man who had completed their mission of war .. all, luck or coincidence?.

Geoquilda At night, it was not me, tormented me uncomfortable questions: "Have you ever met my husband?" "What do you know about the wounds that heal with time?" "Have you had dreams with people dead, as my husband. " Every time you say the word "husband" I felt so far to it, a distance not physical but spiritual. I thought that everything had changed, but only worsened my life ... both.

End my hell, he was the slogan! He was more powerful than me!, Turn off the lights, I called the girl to breakfast in the morning, inflicted with poison.

The next few days, if there had been, surely would have been dismal. The needle of my pain and a note on the bed of red roses, was too late to repent, then better never. My own memories were the circle of torment that could never escape, more powerful than time and space: my memoirs. Are those which was blinding my mind, not individuals. My expectations wrong at the time were never expected to complete the line of my staff, notes ... my memories and the result: a beautiful melody as fatal to take me to the heart of the endless abyss of my past.

"State and Law: How to enforce action plans?” By L.S.P.

"State and Law: How to enforce action plans ?" By L.S.P.

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When we consume are born without knowing how come the development of the product we are using, but we are content to place our confidence in our mother or person who give us food.

It might wonder whether all of humanity was trapped in that period of childhood and necessarily have the required security and trust in someone who could give us what needed. We assume that through our mother succeed unless we put in the search for food on their own, with the consequent risk of errors due to our inexperience.

When the State intends to implement action plans within a certain geographical area and time provided support bases in the law. If such a constitutional government can be democratic bases, if not then it will be a tax law with a lack of legitimacy and often not abalado by the residents of that social circuit to which it applies. But we consider this case as extraordinary, this means that, when organized and normal that we should be able to rely on a democratic state. But several secret dealings and relationships that have engendered over the years that have eroded the credibility of citizens towards the state (and consequently the law).

Fundamental rights (expression nuclear maximum values such as justice and humanity that have taken their achievement after many years of struggle and conflict) adorn treaties and domestic regulations in countries (and sometimes not even that) without the use of partially meet some of the social aspirations.

With respect to other rights, which are not essential does not mean they are indefensible, are inherent in the idea of justice and therefore should be under the umbrella of the law, which must regulate and even include guidelines to facilitate an effective and immediate implementation. All this gives security to the individual, who make claims in court, arguments based not only on general principles but also with implementation mechanisms set by the legislature upon the completion of the legal work.

Since the specific legislative authority to be awarded in a clear and legitimate legal consequences for human rights, the State and the people must work together towards the implementation and effectiveness so that those formal expressions have the desired practical effect.

In english:

"The supreme law of the equivalence keep our world running,
tensing as strings of a violin:
time, space and influence the will of man.
To what extent can withstand the weight of illusions and that the balance of power?.
Only Fred knows it. Are you ready to with he in his trip?"

“The invited no invited” By L.S.P.

"The invited no invited" By L.S.P.

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Life is the moment of transition between the arrival of the guests at the premises and the conclusion of what seems endless waiting for the one that appears on the guest list and whose name is illegible. People look at each other with each other in that room, they did not know if that name is illegible on the list belongs to another of the guests arrive, or if it is the organizer of the event (whose whereabouts had never come to light). Neither wanted to clarify the issue.

Thus, "what are we?" Or "What do you celebrate?" Were questions of those individuals who were there without further causes a strange note saying the address of where they take place "The" (without identifying or clarifying the content of this).

In that room there was talk of wide range of topics, including politics, philosophy, religion (and who remained in her words postulates not always supported and respected), social problems (and the consequent struggles between pairs), care cutis, fashion (new knowledge, progress and the birth of a cultural movement that results in a gap between groups before siblings), arts, music, literature ... ¡Themes!. Each defended their position, their arguments focused on it, some were ready to listen, others to sob, others to laugh and not missing those who seek power and sought to satisfy desires unexpected, nothing unexpected by those who sought power and everything what possessed with love.

Stories overflying the air that site, each had their personal experiences, some of them (the more reserved) have waited patiently to speak.

A chaotic situation almost wrapped in a sector of the guests, the same violence claims its first victims, and peace is interrupted by those who do not believe in it. Amorphous state that originates after th e loss of the guest list, the only database to determine the names of those present in the room.

Groups that supposedly struggling to find the list as quickly as possible, were the same as spent his time making inventions that were very effective weapon to weaken his opponents. And those innocent wooden instruments rested placidly in the corner of the room, had made great war equipment to draw power from their enemies.

Those weapons were not the only new developments, new words began to emerge, new symbols began to emerge and new songs advocating new premises were ringing.

Where was that the guest list? Was it really a guest as people thought in that room? Could not be the same event organizer?. But people of all ages were too busy to stop and think about those questions for which we considered negligible.

The mysterious case called whose name was illegible on that guest list, could never have been invited as it was the organizer of the event.

Was never clarified whether it was a celebration of triumph or a tragedy if it was positive or negative, good or bad, beautiful or ugly, simply deposit the tools and gave time and space for all this possible, otherwise .. would be freed of human wills.

Never because it never was. In that room was always just the same people were blinded by inventing, building, discover those who had deposited instruments. Nobody had fixed its attention in that strange.

Moral: Open your eyes to see beyond that time, or feel, you should not cegarte exploring the infinite embodiments of knowledge provided by the senses.

Lofty goal to ensure the general welfare, and you elevate yourself.

Others

Suddenly the storm, suddenly the fog, there is nothing in the beginning of the end are too ...

Memories ... there is misery.

Moments ... there is no better experience.

Things to come, the things that came from, things that remain, things are going, things that never come,

things that might not come, things that never existed .... therefore neither came nor will ... Nor iran, things

who came, stayed forever and who came and went at the moment ... they were invisible to the eye but not for all the senses ...

but not for life itself.

We are where we

We are the ones that we

Achieve, find out ...

A sea of flowers, an element not found, the hidden crystal ...

If you think Symbol: you're under a table.

If you feel strange: you are the best known.

If you think the most foolish is because you have wisely.

Achieving live, getting to live in peace can not be learned in one hand, I know you did not appear on maps, find ...

It was never imagined to have dreamed of what is more ... and soñarte ... soñarte is to reaffirm that are soaked in my soul.

FEELINGS, that is the reason for living.

Life is an encounter with feelings and sensations, is the union between reality and fiction

is to be the resurgence of activity.

Our reason for being, our happiness, sorrow, sadness, laughter, a voice that is felt.

"I do not care the time,

will have an eternity to understand "

About injustice

Is immobilises injustice? Do I need to be committed by those who feel themselves in deterner for their actions?

Throughout history, have we evolved?.

In my humble opinion I think we have evolved in some respects ... or not all all. What we do every day to improve humanity? You can start by not committing injustices but ... What is injustice? According to the dictionary: action would be to injustice. But what is the justice? According to the dictionary: Virtue which tends to give each one what is his / / Right, right, equity / / Set all the virtues that are good to have that / / What should be done according to law or reason / / Power Judicial / / public punishment or penalty / / or minister who performs Court justice.

Each of these phrases questionable from the moment they are drawn from the rationality of man and highly dangerous if they fall into the hands of regimes that seek establish their highest ideals and components to create a new nation, "a" new world order ", etc.., there are several historical examples of this.

Words can be manipulated from its danger there, then salvation.

A word used to disparage someone prestigious, disrupt what they mean to achieve the desired ... is a danger, or a salvation.

While one person given faith to a people with their words, at the same time can be creating legal categories of privilege for those who believe have the power eternal.

Questions

What do we see?

I think an interesting theory, we could argue that everything is composed of air, water, fire and earth, all other things.

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When people are prepared to wake up and open their eyes to another reality that is not "the world" habit "there will discover the truth of things.

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Small does not include a language, the mechanics of the reaction to certain stimuli, it connection between touch and feel anything after the stimulus, having a voice, the need for food ... the child tries to seek answers to those questions before it. We wonder, in turn, our body, and the importance of it in us, is the moment where we realize the body importance material as a key tool to communicate ... the middle.

The most interesting aspect of this is that as we age we have not understood the question, in fact, we understand even the slightest. We have been so long with that strange body that has served as a tool to communicate to us possession of it and we possess some sort of "divine right" and innate property on him ... but in fact, comes from nature and nature is. For us, it's something like a rental, so we use it so it would be a breath of life in the universe and then to belong to the cosmos, the universe, nature in its entirety.

However, our souls, thoughts, memories where do you go? Escape the reality of our situation from the moment that we have a limited ability to reason and also distractions that lead us to see other aspects that we believe more and prioritize important throughout life. In other words, we see what we see, what else is "disposed" in a separate plant material that has not been used in the production and after products are made. The thoughts and the things we have seen (but not as we wanted to prioritize important at the time) to be used again but in the least expected.

What then is our purpose in life?

Communicate perhaps? convey ideas to the other, is multiplying in the consciousness of people for better or for worse, is often not implement the doubt and order blind.

Who should I trust?

The human being in society is free to rely on him becoming ever want the responsibility of depositing some confidence in this person.

At the universal level of the cosmos, nature in its entirety, we have two paths:

The first man in its substance, in his soul, it is strange, but siemrpe seek to understand the finite material is extremely remote (and in turn is the perfect complement) Aeterna soul. Perhaps in part is why the human being has a variable range of feelings and moods: the soul wants to return to the eternal (his only true home) and we want to keep that material "reality" that we intend view.

If a single soul would be trapped like a man at a party in which there is only strange people, the soul would feel uncomfortable to the point of close in on itself, it will live until you find the path of return.

How strong is the power of what we think?

In itself, both the material as substantial (or eternal) both have equal power in proportions ... otherwise, it would eliminate one another.

It is a very simple rule that governs the universe, the existence of opposites that complement is one. Are bound to exist from the moment that everything is harmony and balance because of the large states this universal system.

Why human justice and human are imperfect?

In fact, when our reasoning and subject to a limited time and space (and, unfortunately, are being tried in court convicts with those elements) and not human beings possess a divine way of thinking, anything that results from our act is imperfect in view but from the human point of view of God is considered perfect.

Here I refer to God named to the cosmos as a whole.

What we call God?

Thank God, we ask you to "rent" longer body that nature gave us as a tool for communication between people of various species and of course, within the same species. God is the very nature, is the cosmos. The package, order and arrangement of everything that makes up the universe.

All world religions have in that concept desenvocado just lack the "awakening" of them.

With our goal in life is to communicate?

So it is, and if something quedarápor communicating our soul we will know sooner or later.

You really are unique?

We are a unique blend.

As material:

A mixture of particles that form a single system, forming a unique and distinctive ... There are too many possibilities to form composition that system again.

With substantial:

We are a group of thinking, reasoning, memories only ... never will this sequence of events very similar and it seems routine.

Sooner or later people open their eyes to a reality beyond the material and to find peace when they see the answers to your questions, which are largely desilución (although this, in turn encouraged) is that there are no answers words. The laws of the system have always been so ... and so will be.

But we must not think selfishly, saddened by death itself a future (for ex.), Mankind continues its course and continue even if not, what continuing the cosmos, the "everything", which we do not doubt that "there."

Have a material makes us feel safe and socially active, imagine not being able to write or communicate with others or engage in activities that require the body.

We spent life communicate even after the death if necessary to try to communicate (talk about communication with people, with nature and with himself). We find peace when we communicated (and therefore we have expressed) enough. When we are sure without the need to have a material when we do enforce it if we are in, the result of our effort, struggle and life, we have invested time and win, it reached full our soul.

Sometimes we see abroad to find the answers but in reality they are closer than they seem.

Time is an illusion as well as space.

Now, if we were more aware and know all the answers to our questions: Do we frightened, exhausted or satisfied? Is impossible to know (at least in our condition), but believe that experience something beyond these three words, something never experienced before and I believe it's an exciting feeling and full of light.

What is beyond?

In fact, when we see the horizon we can not see the whole world, even as we see things a little difficult to decipher which may exist, it could be. What happens to the hearing goes with almost everything else, our reasoning will, and so on. Almost everything that comes into this world is what we would call a "limit".

How did the need to ask questions in the human race? What happened at the head of the first to be had the notion of being questioning something.

We ask a lot of things with our reasoning ... It is a fact, but only some, not all questions: how could we ask about something that is outside of our "vision" of our "horizon" in our grasp?. Just as Columbus believed there was something beyond the horizon and what could have imagined, and all the others turned to him surprised sometimes the man thinks that nothing is outside its Understanding it and if it is!. It is a question of embarking, cross seas and storms, and although we are physically fragile, there are internal forces (such as those ingredients for the discovery of the formula) are impossible to stop.

If you would hope there would be chaos worldwide.

What is chaos?

At the level of the cosmos, chaos does not exist (but is hit by asteroids or the end of humanity in their eyes remain perfectly smooth). The cosmos is God and God alone knows the balance of forces did not share that enthusiasm generated by the human word "chaos."

The chaos there, from the human perspective, when a man g oes into a panic almost impossible to suppress that prevents you from acting according to their best knowledge. This occurs because the same person believed to be in front of chaos, thought it feels stimulated by the outside information that reaches you.

What are the feelings?

Our membership, our body is prepared to respond to stimuli, we chemically processed continuously, to make way for the various and varied range of emotions ranging from anger to love. The impulse to act, the desire purely psychological weakness and lack of control and influence the spirit that makes but does not support this with ease. Those are human qualities so good, so bad that might be the best vaccine for the disease worse or better prepared nuclear bomb ever. The truth is that a change in the individual star of those personal feelings.

Are personal, spot expose ourselves to another (which is a stranger to our soul and our body is for her).

Is it an inexplicable attraction between strangers?

During life, the material feels attraction or other material is an attraction between souls? Eternal melancholy could be two souls who seek to join ... souls are eternal and although each is only there could be a connection between them.

When two people are married they say "till death do us part" missing add "to its material reality" Is not that the soul is eternal? Huh attraction that may have existed only if the material has been otherwise?. What happens to those who fell in love many times? Do they have much in common with many souls?.

There are many questions but the important question is to know that if love is happy, and especially if they have positive impact on the individual and their environment, not a weakness but a source of human growth and life and can even lead us to us themselves more there and not blind us with materials and patterns.

I believe that everyone, absolutely all living beings have a conscience indirect on the fundamental laws governing the universe.

Everything works well but in different areas with slight changes of circumstances but ultimately we have to be the same whether they are tangible or intangible been living or dead, large or small.

That ultimately is our support, is what we live with and always existed even before the big band. Many philosophers and people in general have clarify it throughout history. Just something to turn into words and to explain try by them always change the reality to be known, it is inevitable ... The important thing is that although it is minimally seek a standard way to its meaning.

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