Fahrenheit 451 *

"He glanced back at the wall. How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know that refracted your own light to you? People were more often - he searched for a simile, found one in his work - torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take to you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought?"

As we walk through our life which in a way it is make up by God's will we find lots of people, occasions and moments that we would never forget just because they were too special for us. Sometimes we really don't know the reason why we tend to remember some specific details or events or maybe also persons that through the years came to the encounter with us but in the end we come to realize that we still remember them because they shocked us or gave us everything we needed: a smile, a shoulder, the exact words or their soul.
I think that my life wouldn't be the same without those people and moments that come to my mind in this precise minute because I have learned so much from them; they helped me to be the person I am; they simply game everything a person needs to be really happy.
But the hardest part of this beautiful speech is that some of these people is no longer beside me or those moments "have gone" because they live in my past just because I moved from city to city and consequently started having new experiences with a whole changed scenario.

At this point of my life in which I am 17 years old I must confess that I am happier than never before because my life is make up by people that,as Montag said, knows every little single about you; they are able to say things before you do or to think the exact same thing that you are thinking. My life is make up by persons that, as Fahrenheit 451 claims in page 18, are unique just because they reflect what you truly are.

The Rose * *

The rose of my dreams with hidden hopes.

The rose with spines that have killed my soul along with your departure.

The rose that dies each time you say goodbye

The rose that turns grey each time I cry

The rose that you left me as a signal of oblivion.

The rose that yesterday I through along with my heart to the empty ocean.

The rose that means nothing at all.

The rose that I thought I loved as I Loved You but that it just turned into death dash.

The rose that you through to my grave after knowing that I have died for you.

Follow up * , mY persOnaL reaciOn towardS "You 2.0"

As we started reading the text named "You 2.0" different source of thoughts and conclusions came to my mind as the result of a great variety of subjects and information about ourselves.

In order to begin I would like to mention the paragraph that I prefer the most which is the following one: "You could quit your banking job and open an antiques shop or move to Romania to live with your online love. But what if it doesn't work out? What will everyone say about you then? The fear of public humiliation can keep us safe, if not content. Simply ask, What is the likehood that the thing I fear will come true? And then If it doesn't come true, will it really be as come true? And then "If it does come true, will it really be as bad as I think? Our minds tend to cue the worst-case scenario, what psychologists call awfulizing".
So, after a deep discussion about what did Lubetking wanted to say I concluded that all human beings tend to analyze every single and tiny aspect of a THING, and as "thing" I considered decisions towards our jobs, studies, personal life, and others, just because is human nature. It's true that it partly depends on the personality each of us have but we can't deny that we usually see half of the glass empty and not the full one. In this way, why do we punish our minds and hearts so much before making a step forward in our life? But to include more pressure to the case we also care too much about what the rest of the people will think about us in case we do wrong. In my opinion, it's true that spontaneity it is quite good and effective in many occasions but on the other hand it is important to think twice before making any decision. But at the moment of doing something we should have present not what does everyone going to say or only the negative aspects; we should be able to act as a result of our true and deepest wishes and desires and doing what we think that it's the best having in mind that not always is going to have the best results but that it's like this it's just because it's not what God wanted for us in the end.

Another paragraph I would like to point out is the one that claims the following: "Analyzing risk in the classic Should I stay or should I go? scenario can bring on headaches or even paralysis. Lubetkin recommends that you write down the pros and cons of each situation and then weight them numerically, according to how important they are to you. But then you must also factor in the more subjective "gut" feelings. Flip a coin in order to hypothetically decide your fate, then take note of how you react to the outcome". It's so true that many times we would like to walk away from our problems, hard decisions or the usual and boring routine but on the other hand after thinking the easiest way out we started analyzing the fact to run towards to all those situations mentioned before and started thinking the best solution for each of them. I have to confess that I personally love that song that belongs to an excellent British band called "The Clash".
But I have to disagree with the author's opinion about the different ways to decide between two or more solutions. We tend to think about the advantages and disadvantages as an aspect to make a decision but also another ones as well. On the other hand I don't think that flipping a coin as a way to decide our future is not a great suggestion because we should have present that hard and difficult fate steps must be taken after analyzing the whole context as ONE concrete thing.

To sum up, I think that "You 2.0" is a quite interesting text through which we can learn different aspects of human beings and to learn about them. We have the chance to point out useful tips.But there are suggestions and elements that in my opinion are not that useful and that actually do not help at all in the moment of making hard and important decisions. Of course that is my personal opinion !

¬ A woman , *

A woman waits for you sitting in a marble made of roses
She is wishing to her inside to live today
As she didn't do yesterday
A woman whose sight is lost in the horizon
Just trying at least for one day feel loved

A woman waits with saintly patience for you to pass through there
And to notice her presence once in a while
She only wants spontaneity to happen as the rain does
A woman who appreciate herself for what she does
But not for who she is - Never understanding that you neither love her

A woman waits for you hoping that today you would invite her to dream
She is thinking to herself about the places to go - She do not remember that you will not appear
A woman that loves you so much - Stupidly crazy about your manners wants to tell you that . .

THINKING ABOUT YOU SHE IS
ASKING TO HERSELF WHY DON'T YOU EVER
GOING TO KISS HER SOUL WITH YOUR WORDS

A woman waits for you with my name and my smile painted in her silent face

* Ciudad de Mary Poppins . .

Ciudad de Merry Poppins

En la ciudad de Merry Poppins,
donde crecen circos y payasos,
los niños pintan arco iris en paredes sin empapelados,
los más chicos entre los peluches
juegan a Peter Pan y Campanita
y se esconden de adultos, de verduras o de siestas.
La ciudad de Merry Poppins
alza sus banderas más alto que el sol
y no hay quien la represente en las Naciones Unidas.
En todos los hombres habita esta ciudad
donde se exilian los niños eternos.

En la ciudad de Merry Poppins no se duerme temprano,
ni se come plato principal: sólo postres.
Un niño que juega a las escondidas,
porque allí siempre es recreo,
te regala un chupetín, te invita a su escondite.
Nadie les tiene en cuenta en la coparticipación federal,
ni al hacer las estadísticas del Banco Mundial.
En la ciudad de Merry Poppins son ingratos
monstruos, brujas y fantasmas,
es un buen lugar para dormir de noche.

La ciudad de Merry Poppins está regalando vida
y derramó helado en todas las puertas,
en el campo que la rodea.
El latido de los niños ha cruzado el continente
y está acechando tu cuarto, quiere dormir en tu cama.

Los niños tan felices habitarán los palacios,
los desiertos y las selvas, las calles y ministerios,
y los Fondos Monetarios.
De chocolate y vainilla vistieron sus cuerpos,
cansados ya de estar aterrorizados,
de habitar tu pasado.
El latido de los niños ha cruzado el continente
y está acechando tu cuarto, quiere dormir en tu cama.

Nadando en Ciudad de Merry Poppins...

Written By a great friend of mine! Naqui.. I love you so :)

. . . Secrets and mysteries of a wrong written poem ,

You are feeling different because you keep a secret along with you
No one knows about it - just you and your desires
It hurts you - and you know it - but you don't want to change it
just because it makes you happy
You don't care about the pain that it causes - you want to be beautiful.
The mirror looks at you - he knows about your secret
You are not the only one, you are one of the million girls that already live it.
Stereotypes wrong made by a mystery society
that takes away the desires to get dressed
It always fools you at launch time

You do like those eyes that cry invisibles to the real human love

A secret you keep hidden in a story about death
That causes nothing else than lies and mistakes
With the sunset as your best friend you feel like crying
that wrong written poem that you have leaved impressed in your favorite place.
Cowardicies of a woman that lonely she feels
And that is looking forward to be loved
Not because she keeps a secret with her, but for being who she truly is

Sorrow translated into into loneliness
for knowing that here you are
and everyone is out there

You have a secret that claims:
I wanna die
I wanna disappear

. . I have a secret that simply says .. "stop looking at me please at least for today"

April And Autumn in Grey * -

The place where you was looking for the senseless essence
It was nothing else than a spoiled dream
Because the truth reason for which
You was standing as you were the right way to heaven
It was to teach me your wretched perfection
You just wanted to remind me the impurity of my heart.
That is your dammed labor.

I am not skin enough to love you
And I am stupid enough to scared you
Blind to the wish of getting away of this illogical reality
Deaf to my yelling just asking for help
Defective and deluded I am
Lonely and irrational I am

I ask God to die drowned by a strange sigh
And to make my tears stop streaming down my face
I am asking destiny to guide me to that magical place
Where peace I would be able to find
And to flight with the wandering souls through the mystic land of eternal happiness
Singing my favorite melody until reaching the sky.

Please tell me, April of my heart that so brave you are
Where is my soul going to go although such precocious end?
Tell me , lovely life of mine , Grey and dark
Why do you punish me with eternal rains?
Tell me my dull autumn full of red leafs
What I am waiting for to go back to my past?
Tell me beautiful death
How do you look like?

Tell me my betrayer walker
What can I do to make you love me just as I am
Defective and Impure
Uncertain and unhappy?

Jesus In My Life * *

Sometimes I really don't know the right way to say all those feeling that are I keep inside of me; there are so many occasions that I would love just to feel free enough to tell everyone what is the truth about me, about every single thing that make up my world. But after all that thinking I come to realize that there is ONE person that is not only beside me but also he is inside of my mind. A person that knows all the little details about my life and my personality; he knows which are my joys and my deepest fears as well as everything about my moods. It is like I truly feel that this person means the world to me just because I can trust on him in the good and bad moment; I know that he is always taking care of my thoughts are feelings. He listens to my plague, thankfulness and orders. I stopped feeling lonely since the moment I discovered him just because I know that he is aside my road holding my hand every single minute of my life. Usually I feel so tired and willing to give up my projects, my problems and all the persons that I love because I am feeling weak and exhausted of fighting for my own, my family and friends. I just want to lay on bed and cry all night long but afterwards I realize that it is not only myself facing the darkness but also THAT person who is beside me and I start feeling love and full of strength to keep on walking and living. Simply that person is Jesus.