Sunday, March 5, 2006

Green Mucus Coming Out Of My Dog's Eye

To love and hate

need emptying of this hatred. Hate is something that should never be stored. Because when our hatreds accumulated too much dust, they become our weaknesses, our fears and at a sad time when we outgrow.

I have lots of hatred, but this is the most incomprehensible and contradictory, not only unfair to the person who is dedicated. And I could never tell her, I'll leave here with words. This is the letter that should never send or read under any circumstances:


"Well, this is incredible. How many times do I have to say that the spoons from the drawer should be all with the tail at the same address? If not, every time cojáis a spoon, another blow ye shall be put in their mouths that come back ...

hate your spoons immaculate and your shelf dust rags sorted by size and color. I hate washing up, ironing clothes and obey the simple fact that "I'm at the age of obedience." Bullshit! Who invented that age so cruel? And though I hate doing what you say at all times, in the end I always do to let me calm.

're exactly the person he would never become, but I think I look like you more than you think, and most of what I want. Your passion for travel and the sea, your soul artist, your talent for writing (which, oddly, after I've discovered, this is the last thing I expected of you, have you to thank your genes art) ... Do not you go only to those passions because you're too busy keeping the house tidy and clean, and working for me to have the education they choose and if I enjoy them.

And I hate, mostly because I can not hate you, not after discovering the huge sacrifice you've done with your youth so that I can see mine. Hate

have no choice but to love you with all my being, and I hate not being able to as much as you love me. But truth is that I love over hatred. How

pay you all this? I can not do many things, but I hope to make you immortal. Someday many years from now, when you die, you inmortalizaré in a book and you will live a life of travel, pictures, books, where you can chat with Plato at dusk and see the sea every day to eternity . And, of course, always with your partner.

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