Thursday 17 March 2011

... AND I WAIT FOR A SIGN, IT TELL THE TRUE. YEAH, I´M TELLING THE TRUTH, WHAT YOU GONA DO WITH IT? ARE YOUR FRIENDS THE ANSWER TO YOUR QUESTIONS AND PROBLEMS? DO YOU THINK YOUR WORST ENEMIE IT´S ME?



I KNOW YOUR AFECTIONS AND I UNDERSTAND IT.
YOU HAVE CHOSE YOUR SIDE AND DOESN´T MATTER TO ME WHAT THE REASONS ARE.
THE GARDEN WAS BORN BEFORE YOU WERE HERE WITH US, WE DID NOT STUDY AT THE SAME SCHOOL AND WE HAVE SOME DIFERENT THINGS AND IDEAS.
WE WERE NOT AS PEOPLE CAN CALL THE OLD FRIENDS, OUR CHILHOOD WASN´T THE SAME EVEN IF WE SPEND SOMETIME TOGETHER IN SOME OCASIONS.
AS I CAN REMEMBER, THERE´S NO TIME AND A MOMENT THAT WE WENT IN WAR WITH WHICH OTHER BUT IN YOUR THOUGHTS YOU HAVE CHOSE YOUR SIDE AND ONCE AGAIN, DOESN´T MATTER TO ME WHAT REASONS YOU MAY HAVE, IF THERE´RE ONE, TO CHOSE YOUR SIDE AND TO DEFENDE IT.

I KNOW YOU ARE HERE AS MANY OTHERS ARE.

THERE ARE WORDS IN THE NIGHT THAT SPEAK FOR ITSELF.

THE SKY IT´S BLUE, IT´S THOUGHTS ARE IN THE WHITE CLOUDS.
THERE´S A VIISIBLE HORIZONT LINE BETWEEN THE BLUE SKY AND THE NIGHT SKY.
IMAGINE THE MOON WALKING THROUGHT THE LINE, IN EVERY STEP IT MAKE, THE MOON FIND A GALAXY STAR.
WHAT WIIL YOU DO IF YOU HERE THE MOON WALKING THROUGHT THE HORIZONT LINE?
WOULD YOU BE SILENT IN EVERY STEP OR NOISEST?
WOULD YOU TALK WITH EVERY STARS YOU MAY FIND OR ONLY WITH SOME?
WOULD YOU MAKE SOME FRIENDS?
WOULD YOU FIND GOD OR THE DEVIL?
WOULD YOU FIND THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE?
WOULD YOU FIND YOUR WAY?
WOULD YOU FIND YOUR CHOSEN OR YOUR LOST WAY?
WOULD YOU FIND YOUR DREAMS?

I UNDERSTAND IF YOU MAY HAVE SOME CONFIDENCIAL OR CLASSIFIED ISSUES WITH YOUR FRIENDS.
I UNDERSTAND IF YOU MAY HAD OR NOT SOME GOOD OR BAD MOMENTS WITH YOUR FRIENDS.
...
YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THIS.
YOU HAVE CHOSE YOUR SIDE BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW THAT YOUR SIDE IS DIVIDED,
ALL OR ALMOST OF YOUR PROBLEMS ARE ON THE SIDE YOU HAVE CHOSEN.
BURRITOS WANT ANSWERS, SO THEY USE YOU AND SOME OF YOUR FRIENDS TO FIND THEIR ANSWERS.
ALL OR ALMOST THE PROBLEMS YOU ARE HAVING ARE IN BURRITOS.

 

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