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Listen to the breath of the sea ...

The post is not mine, but as soon as I read it I heard all the grace, the whole truth, and all the sincere sharing. I can not bring it back and thank legnocloruro for the emotions that he sent me with his words. ( his blog )


Listen to the breath of the sea at night is like LSD dive into the veins in the style of Jimi Hendrix. The breath is the same as the day is the suggestion of those who tend the ear of the heart to create evasion, the color of the sky to create the saving trick. Just close your eyes and the drug spreads in the body through the circuit of nerves. You can feel it burning in the stomach, drugs, natural leaching of the soul through the skin, mucosa irreversible. In the week spent at sea
have loved deeply loved life, that I crumpled to tie a knot between a shriek and shot him riding a crazy combo. It is no longer a problem with who you are, who listens to you. The breath of the sea is like a silent friend hiding behind the embers of a cigarette, the body heat you feel on the back of the woman you like. The lights of a road to land a reassuring distance between the practice and salvation.
wonder why the night and its stars and its cause noise attenuated internalization when punctuated by moments where the heart opens and you know how to dig an auger that seeks water. It will be all around the chlorinated water? And the words come out timid and safe, harmony and vocal cords are formed. Who know the wind. I have always wondered what the smell had wind, if he had one of his. The wind carries the smell of things. Perhaps the sails know the answer. Perhaps the taste of the words you speak. You should not smoke when you speak and it blows off. One of those nights where you look at the stars and realize how beautiful the life I thought that to make a man happy - to please me - we need to bring in nature, that which regulates the cycles of life, from planting to harvest to bottling the wine. Sun water wind, everything else is alienation, dung is prefabricated. The city - the cement - oils kill. A child has fun with gravel stones, rocks and water do not realize that the sun makes you better. The sun is free, UV light does not kiss the beautiful.