some time ago, a little guy opened his eyes and discovered that everything around him had changed. Was suddenly immersed in a world that once swore he would not accept, was swept away by the ideas he did not think were allowed to enlist the crowded rows of sheep and eye drops by the impotence of not seeing something different for fear of losing stability.
trying to remember his dreams, he discovered that imaginary world that was full of cobwebs and crannies dark. Everything was covered in cloth and bound by well sealed boxes. The return address said "forgotten."
All these revelations were coming to life as her eyes lost in the surrounding landscape where apparently the same dark ideas had taken hold of the people walking everywhere, and yet seemed not to matter.
Totally terrified decided to breathe a second and reconsider what had caused the blindness so, so much pain and could not find any explanation. Strongly widened his chest with every breath, the hands and feet began to tremble and the desire to mourn were inevitable. Then thousands of questions grabbed his head, many gaps in the answers should come to life while all those questions, but there were only white spaces, holes, mocking laughter that fate exclaimed.
his eyes for a minute needle stuck as blood thirsty people around him, and what he saw was not pretty. People who lie to get what they want, people who abuse their power, people who entices others to just squeeze it and achieve their selfish goals, people who are subjected without any opportunity to turn hand, social pressure to follow certain standards or you're out, and so a multitude of ways of being that simply led to vomit.
And so, in a second it came down to a couple of questions: What was lost when the primary objective? When we forget ourselves and what we want? When do we start to flinch from what happens to others? And then he remembered he had friends who left, they tried to capture some truth in his way and everyone else just did not see.
Then took strength to get up and stop walking. Decided to wait no longer for something that would never come in the direction in which he was, he recalled his desire to be and create a different world, and it was then decided to turn to see a different place right away but could no longer to a muscle does not prevent you from having flexibility exercised immediately, but at least he took the first step, the rest is just persistence, so after waiting a long time, this little guy took the first step in another direction, hoping anyone, anywhere, also woke up.
El Abuelo.
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