The white heat of Truth

Write stories is the easiest thing to do, in this world where everyone lies counting on the fact that the complicated tangle of knots resulting can never be dissolved by the truth that does not use to do it, the comb that everyone is convinced that it has, but it does with the same flame with which illuminates the stars.

Inner unhappiness

Existence is terrible for everyone, but especially for people terrible against which rages not with physical defects, but with spiritual incompatibilities that make any kind of unattainable happiness.

Euphoria

As soon as an individual realizes to be very intelligent enters into a euphoric state, and exhilaration is precisely the emotional condition that makes escape intelligence... 

Intelligent satisfaction

The intelligence has, in itself, its satisfaction, which enables it to never be satisfied by itself.

Fear sunk

I'm afraid to be so smart from having to show me my stupidity...

The infinity of the Intelligence

What else can be, intelligence, if not the ability to become aware of being unintelligent? This is why intelligence is, by its nature, infinite, and who needs that everything else be finished...

Intelligence and happiness

The intelligence, by its nature, considers the relative happiness the worst obstacle to the achievement of awareness...

Why are you happy?

Happiness is the worst thing that can happen to those who have not yet learned from the life that is more important to know how sacrifice themselves to help the unhappy people rather who avoid sacrifice to help themselves.

The temple of falsehood

The lie creates more lies because it is not supported from the truth, and in this way rises itself being not possible imagine that it is enough, to bring down the temple erected to evil, that a single brick of his base crumbles...

Unique identity

Why you can not be others?

Because a truth that is repeated is not the same truth.

The task of an artist

Our every thought, every intention and action, are a blow of the chisel with which the will of our intelligence shapes the personality in its ability to be harmonious or discordant, in respect to an existence whose aim is to fragment the evil, fragments that become dust can no longer hide the centrality of light of our being.

Between saying and doing

The words are like centimeters, one above the other they express the quantitative height of a body, the one qualitative is shown by the actions.

Peace and love

He began to love the world, in spite of the world had shown from the start not to love nothing more than violence, so, for being loved, had himself become a violent, but to defend the weak not for oppressing them. He had let his hair grow because they were able to stroke his back, such as the existence still could not do, and had become a small spot of color that seemed to have been spat on the gray of the asphalt, where the brutality of the friction leaves no hope to the flowers. Life, you know, pulsates through gritting of teeth, and endures harassment of every kind in order to carry out its task, and he wanted to get to be able to smile at death. He was not easy to see his favorite phrase, peace and love, turn itself into piss in low, but his eyes did not want to haggle for lower horizons other than that, for to be seen, it needs that you look at the sky.

Truth inconspicuous

A demon will always say: "I am against the demons," never "I am against the Angels"...

The water quality

As we age the eyes become watery, and their old sparkle seems to shine in the depths of the river of events that have submerged the shine, without being able to drown her. If water be of tears expenses or caused... only those eyes may know.

What a wonderful Mystery...

What a wonderful Mystery behind immutable principles, and therefore forced to not be able to change themselves, however leaving the reality free to change itself, improvising or through the planning...

Simplicity complicated

Immense is the universe, at least as it is the intellectual paucity of those who would reduce it at the its own capacity of understanding by simplifying its structure, in the belief that nature always acts by the most simple ways, as it did with their brains...