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I just saw the schedule to the side of my journal and I became strangely aware that I update the journal more or less once a week. For this and for no other reason I decided to post some comments. Lie. It is not true that they were days I wanted to post and I would have to say a lot of things. However, since I could think only beautiful and heartfelt thoughts on time and sull'autunno and sense of inner spleen, I refrained from posting because I noticed that, unfortunately, this blog only talks about TIME AND SONGS! Anyone who knows me, however, knows that there are least two topics of conversation that I never touch, so I would not like that idea proves to me somewhat misleading (which will happen anyway because, as was widely noted by me, you can not get the idea someone from what he writes). Well, then, I said that I wanted to post for a while and just last night I was coming up a number of considerations that I mentally noted the report. You know, I always took forever to be something, but seeing the calendar side, as I said lines ago, I urged him to post because I noticed that I do now with a maturity weekly. So it was just a lie, but never mind.
Love. Here's what I want to talk. I realized that I owe gratitude to my family, this sort of leonine herd in which women have always commanded a matriarchal and where I grew up surrounded by the love of five mothers and two fathers (say, a single father to tell the truth but I felt good !!!). My family is what allows me to love. Compartment where they say resulted from these considerations, it could be as great as not to be, suffice it to say, though, that I found myself very lucky all along. I hate to admit it, because I could be accused of immaturity and superficiality, but only yesterday I realized how much, beyond what we already saw, my parents and all the "rest" of my family have been able to give me. Thanks to them, I knew how to love someone, but not only that. Making me feel loved and protected, allowed me to explore love in all its forms. They continuously supplying the source of my love, drawing on what I putto the twenty-first century, I went around handing out. Brakes mind the malpensante who assume the right to judge me "proud." I have yet to explain. Each of us knows that in life there are two ways of behavior: philanthropy (in the true sense of love for mankind) and misanthropy. Since I was recently accused of being "too" category, I'll admit that in the middle of it all is an infinite variety of shades, to the point, I would say that the real misanthropy and philanthropy do not exist as such in a human being . Do not love each other unconditionally as ever you can not just hate. After the part of the phrases and general considerations (only Alberoni says most obvious things of mine, but I do not know why he can not even sell them (in brackets in brackets: if the can really sell Moccia sell everyone)!) I can go to the explanations. In life I have always believed that you have voluntarily chosen my philanthropy (I'm not claiming to be holy so do not take it as: "Hi, I'm good, good, and giving lots of love!") And I'm always busy trying to be useful to others, but not for recognition, just to grief me it always was easy, in fact, take on the problems of others and try to do something, and then I have always done in a very immediate and very irresponsible, simply following the heart. I have always believed, I said, this was my prerogative, a quality that would go just to reach maximum fruit in order to do something good, but I never realized that all the love I could give away more than his friend that for my girl, with that small gesture of help to a complete stranger to great gesture of consolation to the stranger always done (there will be a reason why I had renamed the psychologist in my study trips!) all that love, I said, it was just from my family. I never fully understood the phrase "if you receive love, from love," and I did not happen, now maybe I grant you, just because of my pride! I admit, I sin of pride, but not in recognition of the qualities I have, because let's face it, we all know ourselves and we know what we have to offer, so it is useless to hide behind false respectability and equally false humility. Humility, if anything you see in the pompous, do not go around gloating for what it is, but simply by not asking in terms of prominence and make comparisons with themselves ... others say if I am humble! ! (Please be good!). Returning to the topic, I have expressed pride in thinking that was my acting, my prerogative, without really understanding where it came from, without realizing that I was not that a channel flow that left a love whose primary source, each well the sees where he wants, is not the mystery that is God for me
When I realized this, I realized how much I really should be to recognize my parents, who taught me to love, and if they are where they are, if I did things that I had to study out with friends to the little tips that I hope I have been able to donate, I owe one and only them.
potergli Now I hope to express my thanks in some way!