sábado, 24 de mayo de 2025

End of season

Muddy Waters: 1915–1983
What to write when you do not have anything special to write about? 

I have fought with all the things I believed and now I am laughing because all the battles I defended are irrelevant. So, what I can learn bout this? that the best thing in the world is to be aware, to keep a big space for silence and study everyday, as an habit, because we can believe and do many things in ways that lead us nowhere. I could be stupid for a day or two, and my mind will tell me that I am not, but at some moment I will feel that I am going in a wrong way; there are always two sides of everything.

So now on, I am only going to lead my path following people that inspire me, trying to become a good person.

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