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© Alex Grey

We have been led to believe that hope is the last thing you should lose. And so we remain passive victims, whose only outlet is the complaint and indignation, as we hope that the world is what we want. Yet hope is the first thing you should lose to start to accept responsibility. Who hopes to go to sleep.

If you were hoping to write something again, wrong. I'm doing, but might not have done. He could have died, or have decided not to write more, or not write anymore in this blog. I'm not here to fulfill anyone's expectations. I'm here. But I'm starting. I am no longer the same who wrote the above. So ... Who are you waiting? I hope you will not ever. Joy with you when you are, if decide to be.

If I am with someone who is late and never understand it as a waste of time, but as long as the person gives me unknowingly in order to get an idea. Some of the entries in this blog were revealed to me while waiting for someone. Whenever I have two options: leave, or waiting to transform an idea into an opportunity to face this "I" that you expect. So let's wait.

Sometimes in a relationship, you are asked to wait. Never do. I like to live what I feel when I'm sorry. Until the end, if any. With all the consequences. Because the future does not exist. Patient who asks for asks you to step aside now. And now it's all we have. If we are ... if we want to walk together ... do. If not now ... is not.

Sometimes we tell ourselves that we are waiting for better conditions, an ideal time, be "over" certain things, being "ready", knowing what you "want." We told all sorts of excuses for not doing what we fear to do, which is always what we want most to do. And yet the only way to stop fear it is doing. The only way to learn something is learned. It is knowing which creates what is known. It is daring to know. There is no process. No time.

wore many days without writing, doing many things, too, because he hoped to make certain conditions. Expected to complete the works of my home, having everything neat and tidy, to choose my schedule, for example, minutiae read from outside, I know. Although ... What is not? Death? A war? A disease? A disaster? Minutiae seen from outer space. And you can always decide to adopt the point of view of a star-vertirte with it.

Now I know why the works have been immortalized mysteriously, as if it were an evil eye, beyond which a work is often delayed. Much further. Believe me. All mixed with emotional turmoil, fatigue, sadness, anger ... The universe wanted him to learn that which I write, I thought I knew and did not live entirely: There is never a better time to perform. So start writing my house still under construction, with all messy and dirty. 'll no longer an excuse any circumstances. Being a coward, stop beating about the bush, to cede power, not in my plans. If I do what I want to do now I never will as I want it now. Y. .. what the heck. This is a breeze. And I enjoy it. I let my soul be revealed, because that is what I came to do, what I came to be. Who invented the obstacle can dissolve. I'm not talking to "produce" as I was told as a child. I'm talking about let it happen across one that claims to come. Whatever. The song or silence. And now I have wanted to sing. "We walk?