The glasses of truth
the digits runs on the calendar in the mobile phone, and I remain unreachable for months, for many have come to disappear, even myself I gave an ultimatum to hang the poster and closed for inactivity clear that there was a reason to forget the cold Lone Wolf steppe folios digitized; is that in my adventures I ended up in another world and I was seduced by the idea that others could take me right, give me another perspective, those that speak many times on my blog and playing the game to emulate the questions the other hand, in order to reach the truth and not look like the image of one world. But playing well is not realistic to ask thus have to live and experience the other side and ever so dont expect the preguntas.Ese is the charm of the discrepancy.
Demands critical weighing is beautiful as the dawn, bringing the reason may be for some a triumph because it is an act of power, but the controversy puts you in the forehead thousand new eyes, a thousand parallel realities and is like having a thousand bodies with a thousand heads showing you the world and then appears before you the image of the infinitely large and succumb to love, because you understand that truth is a collective act, a dance of realities that fit together like a puzzle in an impossible tetrix .The human Truth is not a fact individually, if not an act of all and only when reason comes together in a thousand heads of world peace breathe and let flow a river that leads only in its written waters a phrase that appears for a few seconds like a codex encrypted with a phrase in your haven, and only read: this is the message of Truth.
The glasses of Truth
So every time someone presents me his side of the world improbable that I look like me, feel me is giving away other eye, and the vision of a different, intimate world and can only see when you share your discrepancy I see in this discussion, if not an act of love, to share your inner world. Understand him from there is a matter of changing lenses go and graduation.
Unfortunately, not everyone thinks like me, is a misconception that everyone feels as you feel things, because there are people that you think that criticism is an act of power and war. And take you to your world, your mission.
To carry glasses of Truth, above all we must love the world as it is presented to us, and see the front like a universe within another, like a crowded space travel new objects, but above all we must translate thought and dreams, and for this we use the words.
Each word represents a thought, an idea, so to make the truth one way the easiest to finish all with the same glasses, is arrebartar words, and eliminate the need too whether written or spoken, can obviate the truth is otherwise if it shows the color of other spectacles in the world.
Be that as it may the truth is multi-colored, it is impossible for the truth, take the glasses of a single tone, for anyone trying to make everyone see things the same way intended to make the world a very small place, so manage your power, see the world in black and white means simplify things and eliminate the nuances of the universe.
Thieves words exist
The polished, give them blows, simplify and crimp into the glasses of his truth, and as no owner on them are hard to complain.
And that's how they keep the world for a few, black and white, leaving poor really gray, although deep soul know that the world has too many nuances, so many that it is impossible to censure the dawn ... Maybe come to think that became fashionable gray glasses, but it is impossible to take the rainbow colors ...
The criticism is beautiful, again, as beautiful as a rabid sky nuances and words, words, words ... that's the truth.
The gray men do not admit criticism, and that is why censor the words, poor men, small world have left to govern ...
When you feel somebody hate for to say many words,then, look at the sky, and probably begin to understand it is just fear ---at the immensity