Benin, Togo, Adjohoun, Cotonou, Africa, Italy, World, my life.
What route will take my life?
Maybe that will take hours, tomorrow, immediately.
I tell myself that I should not wait for the future but this vivermi.
And as I watch this vivermelo this?
So many questions and few answers, doubts start site and I still have to take care of the foundations.
Claro, vivermi the present but with an eye to the future.
What I want for me, for my future?
I want to travel the world, I want vivermi as possible within this world, learn about many different mentality, see the most distant places, to breathe the cooler air, swim in the deep sea, climbing the highest peaks.
Havingsnow, sun, rain, wind.
Hot, cold, all the comfort and convenience no.
Walking, running, jumping, standing still.
I want a car, motorcycle, bike, my foot, boat, bus, airplane, helicopter, train.
TRUCK NOOOOO!
I do not want to own anything but vivermi everything.
This world cities are more developed and more remote lands.
Being in technology and futuristic back in the era older.
This land gives me this possibility.
I understood only as they embark on this adventure of my life. Start
all: communication. Being able to communicate
with the world makes you know the world.
How I know?
I hurry inside, they can not quickly be able to do everything.
At some point I will understand that I must stay, I'll be tired or maybe I'll be fine to sit still.
Stop!
Here, I find my stop. At that point I'll be at peace with myself.
But before that there is all a journey, a growing movement.
The largest and most complex creation of this world is man.
For me man, the woman is the part that I would live my life fully.
Obviously I can not settle for a woman without anything written before.
And everything written above without a woman, it would be like having a nice car without gasoline, a house without the keys to the door.
With a woman can create life, what greater gift?
What happiness more exalted?
life, what could be better.
Living a life, create life is movement, action, air that you pound in the sky, the sun is warming the soil, water is wet, is a land that makes it grow.
The elements of nature, life and nature.
Cement is the ruin, oil death. The waste degradation.
Recycle, this is the formula, we create too much and do not know how to recycle, everything is now too complex.
In a nature so pure and yet pure, like the one where I'm living, it becomes sad to see blacks plastic bags, milk aluminnio, batteries, this spread in nature.
Here, where certain technologies have not yet arrived, if only the simple black bag in the ground with hands calloused zapapta is sad to see.
My ancestors till the soil and could find a pot of baked clay, bones buried.
What about instead of the advanced societies, perhaps too forward and not lose more time to an insignificant plastic bag?
is this development?! Create
huge solid walls in order to better hide behind huge dirt?
We are evolving and we are degrading?
Manzoni said: posterity will judge.
not we or our posterity, we should pass the ball to someone more unfortunate than us?
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