Diario de Bitacora

Do you really believe you control your world, yourself? You are the only worker in your universe, which is made by you high desires or aspirations? Poor ant you are.

You get obsess in what you really want, what really fits better in your life, in your thoughts, in your deepest proud. But this is not how life works. You cannot control your shining eyes, your jerky smile, and the shivers when your skin briefly touches each other.

Do you think the world gets adapt to your necessities? It's you who adapts in this messing world of crashes and rebounds. And inside yourself, after so many days of fighting it, denying it, of avoiding it, you know that in a moment of weakness, of unsuspected quietness, you will fall down into the black hole of chemical, of the hide attraction, of the symbiosis that you cannot control in any way. Universe doesn't care if you wanted this or not.

That is what you get, and you cannot leave it and change even thought you might consider this is unfair, unwanted, and inadequate.

And what do you really care? we all want someone who loves us and who adores our way of seeing life, all the other stuff is not important at all. And you don't "fish" that, it pushes you to the wall, it breaks your nose, throwing you deep down to darkest side of the moon.

So, remember little ant, don't try to control, do try to push reality to your path, cause you only will get disappointment. On the contrary, let all the body and mind to walk alone, no restrains.

Let it flow, let it come shine and bright and then, you will notice how universe can be fucking great.