fury And anytime ... a tantrum! From one moment to another, change in temperature and thunderstorms at isolated points of the soul, but with such intensity that seem to become the complete soul. Nothing further from the truth. When taken by the fury of anger, the soul is incomplete, divided, exiled from its natural place, convinced that I would never be able to return to their place. How to contain the fury falls for incontinence? Taking a deep breath? Reciting mantras? Raising his hands to heaven and raising a prayer? All this serves, but only when the fury has already appeared on the scene, as it comes out of nowhere from one moment to another, without notice, is the storm that shows no signs, a second takes possession of the whole horizon. Then come the arguments that try to validate it, but the anger is an ancient goddess, refusal reasoning, she is who she is, overwhelms the senses and reason full curve of her fear. Then ask for forgiveness? Who is the elegant will wholeheartedly, but nothing disintegrate historical fact emerging from the fury, destroying and disappearing, never before leaving dead and wounded to his step. Where is the rage when it is not? Certainly in other isolated points of the planet and the soul of others, is always there, but you can not rush the whole time in one person travels from person to person over the planet. In ancient times were made daily rituals to propitiate these gods and exorcise others, we, modern and sophisticated, despise what we still need, and so are things, having destroyed because the former does not erect anything yet so effective.
Posted on: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 17:14:59 +0000
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