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Well, the first three days have gone well, I mean in family solitude, since I have some friends and acquaintances. That make this trance more bearable, I can even say that they are my false family, they and they have been in my good moments and in the worst moments, they have accepted me as I am, they have told me the truths to my face, they hate that I do the ridiculous or that I crash, they support me when they have to support, and they do not deny my company.
I'm afraid we're not made to know too much about this world. We ignore more than we know. Whoever specializes in a certain subject is unaware of everything else. My thoughts are combinations where the spirit knows and is recognized as speculative thought. So I feel in the power of my own thought. It seems to me that I am moving in the direction of what is probably "close" to my character, which is hemmed in to keep me on the surface of an ideal of life. I think that in order to govern this state of mind I need the poetic intuition of the hum, the paradise of words. I abandon myself to the sparkling distraction, to the murmur of imagination, to the succession of days and ideas. The pleasant sound of the morning wind accompanies me ...
Author: @alexandrabarraez
country: Venezuela