Viernes, 27 de junio de 2014. Domingo, 16 de febrero de 2014. Como aquella tarde del 47, cuando después de servirme guisantes, me dijo mi padre que mirara al cielo para apreciar la gracia de Dios. Yo no sé si esa noche llovieron chícharos, de ese gigante platillo volador. A las 12 de la nocheeeeeeeee. A cantar el Himno Nacional. Esa niña juega con verde. Y no vuela dos veces. Se pone triste de pensar en la muerte. Esa niña transpira verde,. Huele a limón y hierbas de olor.

I envy the people who do what they enjoy. To earn enough money to fulfil a healthy lifestyle. I dislike boundaries, I guess that is the reason for my love of writing stories. The fact is, money is not. So, my advice to all .

Discovering the beauty of Christ in all things. Mostly because it can become veddy veddy self-centered, etc etc.

One day I will change the world. One day I will change the world. And I will not be alone in doing that. Because with the love of my family, and friends I will become the person I know I am meant to become. I for one, am not a religious person, by choice of my own, I choose to believe in the faith of different religions, from which all of them have an inspiring, beautiful, excellent truth. I for one would enco.

Thursday, January 2, 2014.