Silence. 
spent on the snow the flower of the rosemary and melted snowmen.
As thoughtful laundry in cold urban banks of a pond, I have been somewhat oblivious to light water show is installed in this Palomeras Linear Park.
hope I have not bothered anyone with the silent void of several months. As a normal person I am I have around 60000 thoughts a day, almost always the same as yesterday and tomorrow. Concern for one's health and others' work, the economy, travel, sexuality, shopping, souvenirs, projects, cold and heat, times, anger, pain, beauty, the many things ... many images.
Influenced in part by the maddening urban scenery. My restless mind she's always busy with the internal dialogue and hard to find the gaps of silence that filled no "noise" (as probably this appetizer). Sometimes there are so many things I want to say that ended stunned and say nothing. Letting the magic of the sunsets.
The whirlwind of images, feelings, emotions and ideas stirred the surface of my mental lake, preventing me from enjoying the harmonious haven deep.
I think along with obesity, anxiety is the true pandemic of this society "developed" overloaded with neon and so absent of human misery.
And every day there still trying to understand the universe of which I belong as a natural, rather than the charged form of appearances, looking for life as a real dick hunting near the highway.
spent on the snow the flower of the rosemary and melted snowmen. 
As thoughtful laundry in cold urban banks of a pond, I have been somewhat oblivious to light water show is installed in this Palomeras Linear Park. 
hope I have not bothered anyone with the silent void of several months. As a normal person I am I have around 60000 thoughts a day, almost always the same as yesterday and tomorrow. Concern for one's health and others' work, the economy, travel, sexuality, shopping, souvenirs, projects, cold and heat, times, anger, pain, beauty, the many things ... many images. 
Influenced in part by the maddening urban scenery. My restless mind she's always busy with the internal dialogue and hard to find the gaps of silence that filled no "noise" (as probably this appetizer). Sometimes there are so many things I want to say that ended stunned and say nothing. Letting the magic of the sunsets. 
The whirlwind of images, feelings, emotions and ideas stirred the surface of my mental lake, preventing me from enjoying the harmonious haven deep. 
I think along with obesity, anxiety is the true pandemic of this society "developed" overloaded with neon and so absent of human misery. 
And every day there still trying to understand the universe of which I belong as a natural, rather than the charged form of appearances, looking for life as a real dick hunting near the highway. 
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