with its truths and ways

Publicado por Patricio Varsariah el lunes, marzo 14, 2016

Some people think I write all this is the way to self-justify my world, a world where I feel special and where I try to make sense of everything. That phrase and some words are much repeated on this website. And are repeated because it is the end of what I write. While it is evolving and share what I'm meditating and thinking, what I learn by many different ways. From what you write me, reviewing, sharing, I'm taking what my heart says is good and both learn and grow.

If I wanted to believe me this will not share with anyone for fear that I unseat me ideas or collapse the foundations on which it was built. However it has not happened. On the contrary, some have grown deeper roots, stronger and together a base, this time some of you and I have walked together making this most beautiful trip. And as time does not exist, and happiness is to be on track and know to do right, this share is going to surprise again and again. Since every new person who discovers these words until I discover in his letters. Some have told me sheepishly and open their world and believing himself less have taught me more than what many others have claimed to hold with their "truths" and their "ways" to happiness.

More valuable is your heart and your love, your way to share, that sermons and war cries of many who do not base their words rather than fleeting. More beautiful is the message that the messenger more important what I say what I am and I do not look like a loudmouth, a pretentious. All this does not matter as long as there is a single person who works for you, and I know that there are "some" and magically scattered across the planet. The magic is fulfilled, so I will not change right now. Perhaps this will serve to know me and to know me, and above all, so that people learn to know.

Hugs and caresses of many of you made e-mail have kissed my heart in the same way that some say kiss my words. I receive more than I give. I'm sorry but my own voice sounds pretentious and full of pride because I still use these words as they are useful, but I love the facts. It's so hard here in the distance use anything other than words! So we should not think that we are less humbled by express ourselves, to say what we feel. Oh, if nobody wrote love letters! If anyone dared to tell what he says his heart for fear of appearing pretentious and arrogant! No one could learn from others and we closed in our hearts by then grow pride when we wanted to fight. Opens the door, takes flight Free feel free to shout whatever you want to scream. The limits are up to you. Being happy is your destiny ...

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I do not know where in the world you will not even know if you exist. But I am excited to think that at some point someone will open your computer and come here to these letters. He read it and know that it is written for: Man or woman, young or old ... so what? I write these lines to someone who knows what it is to feel alone or lonely. These cards are for someone who needs a hug or afraid. A person who has seen some morning clear their mistakes and their consequences. Someone in the desire to be otherwise always stumble on the same stone, that surprises us because it is part of what we really are, even if not suspect. I write to discover who frequently excited / or with the heart spinning like a pinwheel wish but this hopeful recognize where the wind comes from.

Someone well understood that some days the world is very short and others imprisons his shadow, know also comprise heavy and leaden days when we are stuck, without direction or course and we need someone on our side grip the wheel. It is recognized in that effort rowing, paddling and rowing again until land appears on the horizon. These charts are for those who feel all that and more but do not dare leave the soul to hear those rhythms in samba.

You see, friend, stranger still, I was thinking how beautiful it would be that everyone else would have written a letter or a poem dedicated, inspired by it, created by its mere existence. And that all people sense that someone else would be remembered with affection, and not the most beautiful thing you have shown, but still having taught the monster that also house. The reason for these cards is you. You will not be one / or those who refer this following saying: "NOBODY IS MORE THAN ONE WHO ALONE HAS NEVER RECEIVED A LETTER"

My goal: to live is to live with all illusion, as high-flying balloon. Spotting the view from the top, appreciating the beauty beneath my feet, carefully observing everything my way, so no one hurt me. Just so I can feel free, like the moon loves the sea, and the air in your eyes, as the land under the sun. My dream is a world of feelings, the sorrows, laughing, crying, smiles, is the most certain way.