"Those who fear death, certainly have not worked enough," this thought slip from my mind to sit for a moment.
Eternal rest sometimes seems to me the most seductive woman in a beautiful gown, more inviting than a plate of mixed fried fish and tomatoes in a small restaurant near the sea.
finally free from this material body may one day, ethereal and beautiful, she spent time in eternal peace.
I will miss the hardships of everyday life?
Eternal rest sometimes seems to me the most seductive woman in a beautiful gown, more inviting than a plate of mixed fried fish and tomatoes in a small restaurant near the sea.
finally free from this material body may one day, ethereal and beautiful, she spent time in eternal peace.
I will miss the hardships of everyday life?
The tedium of filling the refrigerator is in material and spiritual sense? I will miss
of sensations, chills, passions?
do not know, I certainly do not miss the concerns, bills to pay, disputes.
I will not regret the pain of body, mind and even less for those who do more evil than the soul.
My spirit will no longer be burdened by this material universe, so heavy and crude.
will experience, then the book of my being in infinite space. I'll be a point of awareness among the stars, a solar wind that flows around the distant planets.
I will be a traveler without luggage, aimlessly and without any hurry.
How far so I will look the hot summer and the winters long as a steppe.
Loves then, that burned up to eat the heart and the laughter of friends as a gurgling mountain stream that will be cool ... as far away as a faint echo. Appear like flashes of life that come and go, intermittent percussion in the music of silence.
There will come the dawn of a perfect self-sufficiency.
.
What is this deafening noise? It feels like a siren of a
Stukas dive on me.
of sensations, chills, passions?
do not know, I certainly do not miss the concerns, bills to pay, disputes.
I will not regret the pain of body, mind and even less for those who do more evil than the soul.
My spirit will no longer be burdened by this material universe, so heavy and crude.
will experience, then the book of my being in infinite space. I'll be a point of awareness among the stars, a solar wind that flows around the distant planets.
I will be a traveler without luggage, aimlessly and without any hurry.
How far so I will look the hot summer and the winters long as a steppe.
Loves then, that burned up to eat the heart and the laughter of friends as a gurgling mountain stream that will be cool ... as far away as a faint echo. Appear like flashes of life that come and go, intermittent percussion in the music of silence.
There will come the dawn of a perfect self-sufficiency.
.
What is this deafening noise? It feels like a siren of a
Stukas dive on me.
E 'instead of a clackson screaming behind me.
I enter the start and again with a scoured nervous.
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I enter the start and again with a scoured nervous.
.
I had just dozed off for a moment, but nasty whore is still time to live.
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