Dark Feces After Wine

The greatest gift that God can make you .....

for some time now I'm here with the shovel to shovel what's left of the rubble.
of time has passed and the results are seen, now the wounds are healed, some are still ill and it is normal to be so. There are days that bleed again as before, maybe you should not do something well, but the next day go by.

"You wake up one day and not think about it more, forget, you'll forget you," said Max Pezzali (so glad to Bruno). Well I am lost me that day. I got up one day and I said, "Hey when was the last day I thought?".
It 's a very bad thing because in the end it ended up (excuse the pun) as I had always thought, or by strangers.
the street we will never meet (and for that I thank God every time I put my nose out of the house) but if it does not even greet us, I'm sure. This I find very sad.

The other night I had a dream about her, it was terrible, I will not tell it here because it does not seem to be the case, but I shokkato for two days. Then, fortunately, are things that happened made me realize that I am still an idiot to worry about things like that.

you think "and that sucks, is doing another post about ..... ebbbbasta !!!!". Do not fear, is not what I want to talk, but I needed an introduction.

I said that I am now mend "the last rubble of what remains of my life" as I say in the song I do with my group (a bit 'of the advertising I can afford on my blog).
After suffering now comes the knowledge discovery.
Yeah, after a trauma like that past anyone who stands up when you have to rearrange and realize what has remained of what no longer exists and also new things.

Well what is gone? First her. All in all, I want to or not and with all its positive and negative sides. After a slow and long process is no more nor anyone connected to her, as all individuals that were connected. When there is a tree of dead branches, which the plant does not need or, worse still they hurt, gradually die and fall, and so did many of them, others are still on track.

What is left? Fortunately, the desire to love, I thought I lost her, but no, I still believe in love, only I can see farther. Another thing that is left is bitterness and anger, a lot of anger due to the immense disappointment (which later became the center of the dream the other day) and of which I'm still paying the costs and unfortunately not just me.
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What's new is what I want to talk.
It 'a fact that when you're in love you do not see anything but her. I do not remember who, made a metaphor to explain this concept and succeeded so exceptional:

"It 's like seeing the world through a screen with her in the foreground and the rest in the background. What you see in the foreground you see clearly and distinctly and covers almost everything else that is in the background and also blurred barely registers in the mnemonic ".

One thing I realized is that you're so focused on her not even see yourself. And now after a year and a half (the half was just thrown away and the first we went very close) I find myself having to introduce myself because not only did not recognize me because of the changes due to autumn and all ' Last winter, but also discover things that I have matured in recent years that not even noticed.

I find different renewed. Alas I find myself more immature than I wanted, but you can work on them, I find myself more attractive in various ways (complicated speech that maybe I will explain another time) and much more thoughtful and attentive to the consequences of my actions (I hope someone else has learned the same lesson, but I doubt it).

Today I thought one thing: "The greatest gift that God can not get you much happiness that people go panting. Happy-Go to stop and enjoy the moment, practically leads to stagnation, and stagnation impedes growth. greatest gift that God can make you is suffering, because when you're suffering you squirm and you do everything what is in your power to get out of a situation like this, and the fight leads to growth and renewal. "

now really understand what it means when people say" The pain makes me feel that I am alive "Fuck

if I come alive lately