Inside me live several people, some are joyful, some sad, some sarcastic, some Blass, one adult, other children, some sweet, others rigid. No matter what I call, much less than I would like to be called. The only real reason for me to feel full and empty is the fact you need never be just one person, and know that the sum, multiplication or division of all of them always results in the same solution.
You can not measure a man just by his appearance, nor by their words, their feelings are also basic human we become. The reason makes us different from other beings on earth, but is the emotion we attach to and makes us able to keep our species alive, our life, our history.
No one would just be words scrawled on a piece of paper methodically a place in a dusty drawer stuck with our memories. With it we are individuals, who laugh, cry, love, if emcionam and grieve with the situations faced by each. We want to be rusty
statues or defecated by pigeons in the city center? Such as their own ideas, so forgotten and ignored as their names?
For more than reason to make us beings evolved, I would never ignore my feelings to achieve a goal.
This is why I love the dozens of people living within each of us.
You can not measure a man just by his appearance, nor by their words, their feelings are also basic human we become. The reason makes us different from other beings on earth, but is the emotion we attach to and makes us able to keep our species alive, our life, our history.
No one would just be words scrawled on a piece of paper methodically a place in a dusty drawer stuck with our memories. With it we are individuals, who laugh, cry, love, if emcionam and grieve with the situations faced by each. We want to be rusty
statues or defecated by pigeons in the city center? Such as their own ideas, so forgotten and ignored as their names?
For more than reason to make us beings evolved, I would never ignore my feelings to achieve a goal.
This is why I love the dozens of people living within each of us.
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