There are things you just can not understand. Escape me, like shadows lurking in dark corners of my mind.
wish I could help. Let me explain. But as you know I can not. That's not how things go, unfortunately.
But there must be a relief, some kind of rationality. Do not you think.
Sometimes the reason is too weak. Think of your dreams.
do not understand. Explain.
In your dreams antipoidale a light yet covers the parallel connection of your mind. Your dreams are emerging as a reality (so to speak) unreal, a brain condition usually unexplored regrette. Do you find yourself in a world devoid of references, no logic. The reason vanishes. Exactly as the Piano Concerto in G major by Ravel says.
You mean that some aspects of our lives undergo the same process of our dreams, finding himself in a clean place of rationality?
Perhaps, in a sense. But the extent to which your life can have meaning, if what protects you is a cow, sitting quietly at your side to wait.
Do not confuse the situation. You are here to protect me because I have decided not to because I felt safe with me. The keys are linked to your strong neck that takes away my freedom, but also represent freedom itself. So as the chains that bind me, still by your side. What happens, what is that look?
None. I think it will soon start to rain. However, a cow that protects you, sitting next to you in a surreal world, is a symptom of illogic. The valley in which we find endless waiting, no air time, is your mind. But it is puranche your life.
Perhaps all leads to Sisyphus, the stone, the endless repetition of a pain in the knowledge of being a prisoner. Perhaps hoping for something through the space of these two worlds, that slides slowly into the well until dark to appear in our place, without emotion, then marched the keys from the neck and finally deprived of their freedom, perhaps this can not happen. And 'the illusion of Sisyphus, his joy of impure when light falls from the mountain, and then return the stone, and roll it back to the top. So why wait. Cow, then why wait?
It 's your mind to want it. I am just a guardian. I feel affection towards you, and the time we spend together is fun. But the fact remains that I am only a caretaker. It 's my job.
might be a futile wait. It may just be a way to hide. You know.
I know. It 's true.
But do not worry.
Like I said, I'm just a guardian of your mind. Nothing more.
You were right, I heard the raindrops. I do not understand how you do.
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