ANIMAL PLASMA

I would like to say something that makes some sense. I would want a liberator education. in a country without pain Any place where someone would not live in the gutter and would not live off the dirty air eating the mess of certainty I would think of a space with a rise-up of bushes rather than grass. It would be somewhere where doubt would be the reason. Each one there would eat of uncertainty It would account for a history. It could laugh freely. Could touch piano and to blow an instrument singing the life An education that could freedom us of all liberty In this place, I would live in a home fenced where the pure air does not come and neither screws up. The little package of life could die with gratitude. and grace I would be blessed I believe in that My egotism and desire It would back within me. I would speak with dogs. I would wake up in the dawn. I could say I  never would die again. I would not have any education. I would be tied to the environment, creating an atmosphere where

  Honor and praise are brands, for a few. It is necessary to balance your feelings, moving the wheels of your value in the right direction. Stay without anything; you will discover one day that you have lost what was nothing. Then you turn invincible. Learn to ride a bicycle. ####### Pedro's Books

  I did not get motivated to do it I would not have intended to make it I never abandoned my values I love you, but I made a mistake. I do not feel guilty. I could not imagine you were leaving me. I understand it. I want you to be happy. I will be happy anyway. I go ahead to learn. Sometimes, we need to make a mistake. So, we learned from it, being aware of what we caused.  In some way, we learn through mistakes, making mistakes. The mistake is not on the other side of life. It is in the conjunction with what is correct.   ####### Pedro's Books

In the backyard, he took some clothes off the line It was as if he was naked She came to help him take some clothes from there, too He dressed her thoughts covering his mind with a lot of clothes and went inside She felt like a line without any tissue Flags and no rights I saw it, and never more have  I looked for a world that I do not live ####### Pedro's Books

  I get jitters when I go fish  It is like a flight So I get on board and take the helm I let  the boat go when is dripping tides Slowly, it goes, and I launch the line I do not wait or make an effort to catch fish  The function is to wander away  knowing of the end  The river’s delta and the sea It is an adventure that comes by chance I have got it many times, and is each one of them different The landscape and the figuration joy of birds It makes you believe that does not exist time Only following the water chains After two hours, I begin to  come back The constant paddling of return can be a little hard by the river waves But it is not problematic  We can wait for the turn of the tide that will take us gently back The paddles will have the helm function Soft tour round like those who enjoy the tide movement of life ####### Pedro's Books

  your thoughts invade me I leave it what I say and forget myself  Everything takes me with feelings I lost my dominance My desire to have a sense Move the voice and the silence  I know that I wake with your mouth  ####### Pedro's Books

  A star sparkling on haven  Clouds wondering to rain makes to believe  that covered sky of light is moving away  Chained in a dark blanket unifying the fire in stones and organics matter My infinite is narrow  very much small  The human mind climbs to the unknown Beginning and waiting in each step Hundred years of education again  Same with the use of technology A blink from there The speed light in space  We repeated until the last amount of knowledge  It is what we can sometimes share in this selective civilization The abandonment as the premise of exclusion The sensible perception  The jump over  beyond the metaphor God’s merchandising and faith  I hear the sound The voice from an inanimate soul Love is not for all Cabbage leaves, in his mind, represented money, the power for survival. ####### Pedro's Books