One footprint after another a blade blank, a way of living and feeling, and that impulse that springs from deep in the heart, they move the human soul and they give rise to uncontrollable emotions, as it emerges the tender smile or a tear slips poaching. It is by that feeling, characteristic of the artist that nests inside each one, cannot resist the impulse of count, which is more than a desire simply to say things, like a fingerprint, indicating that there, if you know to look for, there is a path, in the middle of nowhere and through it, a scenario of events that are exposed to be observed and evaluated according to the own sense of who is invited to walk them. Light and shadows: However, I write a new commandment, that is true in him and in you, because the darkness go by, and the true light is already shining. Which says that it is in the light, and hates his brother, is still in darkness. He who loves his brother remains in the light, and in him there is no stumbling block.
But he who hates to his brother is in darkness, and walk in darkness, and does not know where they are going, because the darkness has blinded the eyes. John’s first: 8 11 I know devotees who bathe in the light, not by love of light, also the shadows need light to live, without light, there is only darkness, and the hypocrites and the cowards they fear the darkness, therefore, a little light, allows them to emit a false perception, creating shades of gray in which can disguise the ridiculousness of their mediocre figures. These patches of light are vital to maintain its appearance and appearance will gradually supplanting to the real thing to become one way of live, diffuse light among shadows, les mimics, protecting their impunity.
