Thursday, March 26, 2009

Inexpensive Murphy Bed

And smiled. Reflection

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What makes its way through the rocks sealed. Fluid pressures to which output. Slow, arduous, painful left a smile on his face. The last drag on his last cigarette was so quiet. The first breath, the first opening of eyes on a better world.

And smiled. Freshly. Heartily.

How much is this smile? He asked.

Priceless - thought. It costs little or nothing - is responded. Sometimes even the gunwales - continued - but ... How much you paid! Huh? And the funny

... still not stop smiling. Smile every time you breathe and no longer feels anxious. Smile every time you look and no cloud in sight. Smile every time you realize you do not have to carry loads that do not belong. Smile

that farmer who sows to which then you realize that it had sown. To be surrounded by good company and good people by worthwhile thank continue there. Smile for appreciating more what you have. Smiles at least regret what we lost and lost. Smiles, especially, so recovered. Because this time it was by his side. Although he, candid, thought that going away find not know why. Smile

discovered also that he wants Kheresa itself as if it were someone else. The real worthy of its narrowness and concerns is himself and that just as not all deserve a desperate emergency, not all people deserve what they get. And that's why the smile, fresh as spring water flowing from the immense pressure of his inner being is for him. Mainly because of it.

For you the wrong way ... but life the way you said back.

Well done!

Welcome back home!

say, so to speak.

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