Friday, August 27, 2010
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# The current Western concept of holiday, however, is fierce, because the very concept of work, not only because it interferes with a profound sense of freedom, but because it changes the meaning. In the holiday period, millions of people are forced to have fun, as in the rest of the year are forced to work without rest, to dream of finding a job or recover from failures and diseases caused by forced employment and daily .
# This mechanism of eight hours of work every day, always produced social tensions, neuroses, depression, disease states and especially the feeling of losing forever the feeling of life.
# Suffering is a sign of abnormality, the lack of a response to the most basic needs of life. The human being who lives the serenity of having good food, working no more than three hours a day, and he is guaranteed a home, many friends, many loves, the chance to know your body and the environment in which they live , such a human being is not ill, does not know any form of depression and even pain.
# Every human being is an absolute masterpiece and source bears witness to their own creative uniqueness, no one is ever born like him before him and no one will be born 'as ever him after him. The project that each would be entitled to remain and continue to be himself, as is the age of three or four years when it acts only according to their needs and wants, eats, plays, laughs and loves. Instead of human beings in this society are created by evil Western accountants, husbands, managers, workers, teachers, actors, artists, popes, presidents, criminals, etc etc ill.
# One constitutional law: "At the heart of every initiative, the focus of the state and citizens must first human being."
Friday, August 20, 2010
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Here you can breathe air at the end of summer already ... a period already nostalgic for me. But for us before the summer ends, in a week, as in Temuco will still winter when we get ...
And I know that there are only six months, which is a breath in a lifetime, which is also a desire that I have always had, but I feel the earth disappear beneath your feet. I would explain to the animals we'll be back very soon, I repeat it to him often.
meantime I'm enjoying the fruits of a summer rich in a week and yet we leave behind to make jams and syrups Rusticana, pies with the blackberries, though I'm emptying the pantry ... because we have to leave.
Be '... while the craftsman concerned back in March, as fear cold weather and especially the change of climate, I think to catch the last bit of winter comfort, I'm not hiding from this land of which I feel more part.
Now I have no time and got pretty serious conversations that revolve in my own little universe in relation to this departure, and I hope to put some ideas down here, put them in order and clarity even in the head. Or in the heart.
Feel the Earth our home, but also to leave this little corner of the world makes me move. I have this alternation of seasons, this land is gray clay, this summer is so green and fresh.
E 'was hard, I was hoping to enjoy rivers, lakes, mountains, hoping taking a break before leaving. Not so, but it was rich, thanks to friends who have visited us.
autumn will come again, still winter, spring yet, still summer, the Baruffa.