A picture

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Hi to all, I would like to write about a picture which I took on Saturday. I consider that these words are able to say more things than a direct speech. Have fun!

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It was sunset on Saturday in a lonely park. There were 4 almond trees with their characteristic white flowers in bloom. The air was chilly, the little flowers and nude branches moved quietly. They were annoyed- The ground wasn´t covered in white like it was last year. Maybe it was due to the lack of water or, it might even be simpler than that. Maybe their time to bloom hadn´t arrived.

Time seemed to stop, the light was dying. The birds sang songs of grief; the black bird was singing its song full of misterious words.

Suddenly, night came. The light went out. Only four weak stars and their songs remained. Only a word remained, a timeless word when the night´s realm began.

Farewell.

Wind of change

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Hi again! It seems that everything is able to change little and little. Once time I wrote in my novel a sentence which I remeber "There is hope while there is light in your eyes"- said a female character. I used to think that it was just a beautiful pack of words.

However, at this time, I begin to realise that I have to wait a bit more. For instance, these 2 weeks have benn great and surprisingly, when I didn´´ t expect anything of this sort. And now, I have news about  working in a multinational petrol´s company, about working at the Helsinki´s University and at the Cambrigde University-but in the UNEP, that is the environmental branch of United Nations.  Unfortunately, I passed the first step to work with the UNEP but not the following ones... Anyway, it seems a reality I could work in the other places and I must make a choice. A challenge. And me, I love challenges.

On the other hand, I realised that I am currently in a process of change - the new me. I supposed that I needed to cheer up myself, in spite of I love her and it is hard to forget. Anyone tolde me or -maybe I have read it- that everything depends on my point of view. It is like Damian, this famous book, where a child who was growing up, realised that he can get everything only with his will. Or this French´s quote that said that you need firstly to build inside before to build outside.

So, I consider I am building inside and I begin to show I belive it in order people believes I am stronger, confident and I have a ´can do´ attitude.

Thanks for reading invisible watcher and have a nice day. Wow, I feel like listening the Bon Jovi´s song.

at the beginning of February

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Finally, I am here again. Hi to everybody, because I have forgotten it. I am so sorry about this time without writing. That was as simple as I couldn´t. It is the truth. The pain has made me breathless like a dead body. I wish  I wasn´t able to feel with such a strenght.

Nevertheless, the human is always thinking about impossible things. How can I keep on loving a ghost from the past? It is an endless nightmare.

Furthermore, It is even worse when you realize you have changed and you realize you aren´t you who you are, that you are so different you can´t recognize you. How many bad things the pain can do? To be honest,  I can´t answer it. I only know that I love her with such a passion I remind her everyday before I got asleep. I know she has a boyfriend and she said me twice I am not the person who has fallen in love of. Today I am a past tense  from a verb. That is I can write a lot but no one is reminding me. It is stupid.

Well, I guess It is enough for today. I have written a little at least. So, I guess I must back to the mirror and say everything is fine. Have a good day.

Magic´s Eve

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Today is the most important eve for Spanish´ children because it is the magic. In these moments, every child is sleeping and willing for wake up soon but, what is the reason?

Oh, it is very simple. There is Santa in most countries (even in South America) , the Befana Witch (or whatever) in Italy and here, in Spain, the 3 Wise Men called locally "Reyes Magos" (Magician´ Kings would be the translation).

So, today you could see the 3 Wise Men parades throughout Spain, in each city, in each small villages. Personally, I love which Parade made in Madrid city. It is magic. There is a lot of creatures from the imagination: elves, forest´s creatures, TV characters, musicians, jugglers, creatures who come with the 3 Wise men. A lot of children at streets. It is awesome because there is illusion in their eyes and they are trying to get sweets thrown by Parades. I don´t know but I love when people is happy. A good feeling goes through my mind.

Then, children goes quickly home and soon they get slept but, before they put something to the 3 Wise Men such as bread, milk, turrón... and they put their shoes under the Christmas tree or closer to the Belén. They know it is very important because they will have presents if they have been good during the last year.

And tomorrow, children is getting asleep to check their presents and having a special breakfast based in a local sweet called "El Roscón de Reyes" made from flour, rum and other ingredients. It is a recipe very, very complicated but has a good taste. Furthermore, it can be find only in this time.

I remember one thing, one different thing, maybe because of the night, maybe because of dates, maybe because it is about her, my angel. I reminisce one issue. Maybe she is working in these moments. Well, I say it. In their home they were invented a play, a magic play to keep alive the feelings of this night. It is a play consisted on 3 components: a background (more or less a decoration), a mystery (that is a code which closes how to know where are and which are the presents of each one) and finally, the presents with such special decoration. So, they work all the 5th eve to transform the living room in another world who teaches you how to dreaming. It is awesome. For instance, one time there was a lot of cotton lines in any position, they were cotton everywhere like a snowy ground and there was a letter written who could be read with UV light. Soon, I understood where was my present and I discovered one in a weird suit made of cotton. She could make me dream and I  have always difficulties to have illusion. She got it. My loving darling, my lost angel.

  

New changes on the blog

Hi to all. I would like to note some changes will be appeared because I didn´t expect to write such a number of posts.

So, I will add new "tags"or "labels" to each post to make easier the reading of older posts.

Finally, I have decided to have 2 pets called Floofy et Espoir (Hope). Floofy is the red one and she has a lot of hungry and Espoir the blue (blue-tea, I don´t understand which is the difference between blue and blue-tea) one.

I hope these little changes coud easier the reading. Thanks!!

Statistics and the block on writers

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Hi to all one day more! Although I haven´t  yet decided what subject will be treated, I want to write a little. It is sometghing strange because I can´t write on my novel but sentimental needs are ununderstandable. So, I have 2 things in my mind.

From one part, I am very shocked because of new statistics in Spain. In this case, they are about couple and some behaviours. In fact, according to the results, 80% of girls consider that the perfect guy is one who has money before other issues such as the physical appearance (more expectable) or the kindness. Incredible, I have experimented something similar because the first question made by girls in a flirting game is "Have you car? Do you work?" and I heart always her refusals with a negative answer from me. So, it is true all I have spoken about in older entries. But they are another statistic more shocking, 50% of women has been had a lover when they were in a couple. In each couple or in their hole life?  That is the question. Anyway, I am very upset people gazes money and physical things with priority because we are forgetting our souls and, sincerely, I don´t know which future we are going to have. At least, there are persons who don´t enter in such data. There is always hope in the humankind. I am not going to say that we are damned. I see some of light in our hearts.

From the other part, I had heard something very interesting about such situation whom every writer pass through, the block. That feeling based on you can´t write and you don´t know why and how fix. Well, maybe I am not playing fairly. Ok, maybe you don´t know that I am a writer in my spare time and that I passed by a time when I don´t have any inspiration. So, we can back to the new. Well, experts said that the block can occur in several cases. One when you think you will write the most marvelous book or when you think you write quite bad. Such case it is the most often. And, the another one occurs when you are too happy (or too sad) to write because your nervous system is over and, in that situation, they say you need to live those moments in order to continue writing in the future.

Personally, I find myself in the last case, I guess. Otherwise, experts said every writter writes in a time. Time, time, time. The star word. I would prefer to replace it with hope.

Finally, they said that every writer needs a time in their own to live and to create their worlds.

Consequently, today I am thinking about those issues, thinking, thinking... I hope I could write one more time. I guess that everything is gonna change when the light enters again.

Have a good day and sorry to hear those words.

New years, same feelings

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New year, new time. Everything is gonna change according to people says. You supposed to make a wish at the beginning of year, because everything is going to turn out like expected. And, in Spain, you supposed to eat all the grapes (it is a tradition to take 12 grapes while the new year´s countdown in order to have good luck).

Nevertheless, this time I didn´t eat the grapes, I didn´t wish anything. Why must I do that? I don´t understand how euphoria´s new year can exist. People eats a lot of, people drinks a lof of because the year is ending. Everything is going to continue and I think that wish has no sense. Finally, a wish needs to be built. Everybody must fight for a dream, You can say: I hope I will be rich, I hope I will fall in love and so forth but is it fair for all us these sort of "dreams"?

It is true that I hate those dates because of memories, stupid memories. I don´t understand how I can be so romantic and how I can remember each date, each past second, each moment. I am over. Uf, honestly, I am stupid because love is something ephemeral but I continue believing that, that such feeling lives for a long long time. That is the reason why XIX´s romantics had died and their believes. I must to accept the new reality. The reality of XXI century: pleasure, money, temporary time. No place for feelings. I can´t say anymore. I am blocked. I am fed up about.

To sum up all with few words, just a phrase: New years, same life, same feelings.