I am a Piscis...I am not sure if the zodiac is important or not but this sign has shown to me some personality traits I have
I would like to bring here a thought that I share of a famous Piscean:
Albert Einstein
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.
and I would like to die as he did.........in sleep.
jueves, 28 de junio de 2007
jueves, 21 de junio de 2007
A secret
A secret is something that we intentionally hide . But as we are all different is is according to our own personality and culture what things are to be kept.
I have a detective personality. I enjoy finding out things people hide.
I love crime stories where it is necessary to guess all the purposes a person may have had to commit a crime.
I think that a secret is always painful, like a sting hurting . The less secrets we have the happier and truer we are. What do you think?
I have a detective personality. I enjoy finding out things people hide.
I love crime stories where it is necessary to guess all the purposes a person may have had to commit a crime.
I think that a secret is always painful, like a sting hurting . The less secrets we have the happier and truer we are. What do you think?
domingo, 3 de junio de 2007
The peace of the country was broken
A special remembrance is bonded to my childhood. I think I was 7 when I spent the summer with my parents and my two brothers in the country near the Andes mountains.
I did not live with them at that time and they invited me for the holidays. The days were perfect and calm. I enjoyed the frenzied love song of the frogs croaking in the ponds at night; that was the only sound that could be heard under the sky full of stars. During the day I loved to go to a “quinta” with very old trees where the fruits were very small because the trees were so old that they had nothing else to give. I enjoyed looking at his twisted branches that seemed that wanted to scratch the sky, and its barks full of knots and marks.
That summer quietness was suddenly broken when the Llaima volcano began roaring and the earth moved during the day. We went near the river and watched the growing level of the waters as the time passed
The big eruption began in the afternoon when there was still day light and we had to run to a hill to save our lives. Many people and animals died during that eruption. The next day we could see the house and all the surroundings full of sand and rocks, it was very sad, we left and we never return to that place again.
I did not live with them at that time and they invited me for the holidays. The days were perfect and calm. I enjoyed the frenzied love song of the frogs croaking in the ponds at night; that was the only sound that could be heard under the sky full of stars. During the day I loved to go to a “quinta” with very old trees where the fruits were very small because the trees were so old that they had nothing else to give. I enjoyed looking at his twisted branches that seemed that wanted to scratch the sky, and its barks full of knots and marks.
That summer quietness was suddenly broken when the Llaima volcano began roaring and the earth moved during the day. We went near the river and watched the growing level of the waters as the time passed
The big eruption began in the afternoon when there was still day light and we had to run to a hill to save our lives. Many people and animals died during that eruption. The next day we could see the house and all the surroundings full of sand and rocks, it was very sad, we left and we never return to that place again.
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