I like almost everything, but i do most computers, i tweak them. I do love writting too. I love playing the piano and writting poetry. Am an universal person that likes everthing and adaps to almost everything, in no time.

cheers

The last written letter i sent was to my girlfriend,which now is my ex. It was a love, warning letter. She is screwed now. i only wish she would hav put some thought to the word-letters from the letter i sent.



i quite don't know how to help her out to over come the future abstacles that she is about face.

i love mother nature besides myself and the core of my succes, my family. i remenber crying for planet earth.

i ilove all humans

I spent all my childhood years with my grandparents, they knew somehow i was goind to go trought a tought times and they reprimanded me. I now live with my parents, which i have not received any advice from them/well only dont do bad stuff/. i replay what my grandmma used to say.   "Life will be shiny as a rose as long as you stay out of the ocean" here what  i think she  meant. Depend upon my decitions to make life hard ans easy if i decide to do drugs or not. the chooice is yours.
I love them and i wish i could do something for them at least for my grandmother.


good question , keeps me active on writting.

I have never received any letters, but i do remeber writing  one for my inner kid- myself.  if you understand what i am talking about it would completly make sense, but if not it does not matter. this is what i wrote,
"Please do not make the same mistake, i will look after you i will make good choices for you, but you have to do from you part too, love you kid"
I know it sounds crazy, but its true.

Crying for Nothing
Based on other witness, i am able to recreate what i say and went trough in those moments of death. I do understand now that everything happens for a reason, and that exactly what i believe in.
My future changed for eve,r since that day.
Creating a thought , gathering information for the thought i go back and see my self in a white bed.
Why am i like this, i asked him, what happened? Who is responsible for this incident, of course he could no answer. I found my self crying tears over my own body. I absorb his pain that i was no able to feel back then. I want o grab and run back on time, but it is impossible because i am in my thought. I wanted to stay there with him, but i am forced to disintegrate from my thought, i forced and succeed to stay longer, seeing him cry laughter and laughter. i repel and force my thoughts to take me farther, further, and further backwards. I desire to see the plot of disintegration of this great world. I wanted to see and know who was responsible for the accident?
I see my self healthy in my 5-year of age playing in the second floor with an inflated balloon. Suddenly, i fall down to the ground. I see my head cracked as an egg shell, blood as silicon. my forehead chipped all over. I see my self with no hope of having shape. I saw another me alive in front of me thought, what was it, He stared at my body in agony and disappeared, there were 2 of me.
i can no longer see myself dying there, i fly on my thought and return where i began. i finally woke , i see light, i have ackes all over my body. To whom should i blame for a miracle incident? I am thankful that i am live. Thank God for giving me a second chance to be part of this world.



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I am Happy to be alive, and have a human shape.

Los "Poemas" que los escrivo son inspirados de la naturaleza ne general, las acciones de cada ser Humano. Bueno esta "poema" lo escrivi en la ingleasia durante la ceremonia. La razon que escribi es porque estaba presente una chica que me gusta mucho pero entonces decidi poner un poco de idea y sentimiento y se  lee haci mas o menos.

IT does not matter if the audience misinterpretsthe message of a such work.
This is what i was able to get out of the original Poem.  While i played the piano


I will transtale te second part of it.....
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