To give a kiss is the thing more tedious than we make. Observing same me I evidenced that kisses exist that in fact are not changed. Perhaps E, this pointed the existence of a kept kiss, that agent nor of the account that exists, but only perceives its refusal. That intentions were these mobilized in the practical one of one economy sculo? I perceived that being ahead of a world of superficial and temporary apelos we resist in the attempt to establish a daily one of sacralidades. A shy kiss can say many things, to occult desires not confessed, fragile it if acanha when appearing.
It has fear of the refusal. It has fear of being rejected is more easy to follow in the mesmice, the known one, in previously tateado and constructed. Mundane, tiring and interminable things that we need to make, but that we act in the same way, never finding time to decide or to finish. The time of now is the time of the gift, the time of making that it eliminates pendencies and it leaves new space to enter it. Esbarramos almost always in the time to delay, in the time that if repeats, the time of the mesmices. For some reason we forget in them to make those actions more basic human beings, who we learn since that we are born as to see, to feel, to listen, to touch, to love, to risk, to take care of with the roots tied to the gift and to live each day, as one day new.
We lose this infantile look on the life and we plaster in them in our certezas and our fears. We collect ourselves in our pains and our amarguras and start to have the opened eyes, but we do not see. The refined ears, but we do not listen. there, the heart stops to receive and to donate.