Three Times

The human soul, as well as an embarkation that navigates in high sea, it goes by some phases, very  whites and different. Those moments stand out, in the measure in that she goes being marked for countless natural accidents and, until, for fortuitous events.

In the first phase, it is going losing the shine of your colors and suffering small scratches in the skull. They are small marks that alter your appearance but they don't interfere in your course.

In a second moment her, facing the storms, it is going suffering larger flayings, losing the protection and the natural beauty. It proceeds, cavalier but, without so much beauty and elegance.

The time moves forward, the age increases, the experience is larger, deeper, also, they are the results of the collisions of the seas of the life. No longer it is, just, the loss of the shine or the small superficial flayings.

The marks are deeper, so much in the external ink, as in the own structure.

Now already they appear, clear, the great areas the discovered and they are visible the dents, resultants of the collisions.

In the terrestrial walk, the soul human raisin for those three moments and:

In the first phase, same losing the shine,  thinks about you and it accepts.

In the second moment; same skinned, thinking us,  forgives.

The third, and the crucial point of the walk,

it is when she begins to think in itself and,

before it shipwrecks,  says:

Good-bye!

Tuesday, October 9, 2001