A Blind Man And Mute Man Mother Die

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Memories of my past almost never disappear, reappear friends left in the first years of childhood and turn away others as never return.

These two years of my life have been marked by encounters and conflicts, loss and anger at not being with whom they want to be. Because they remain the basis and should not be left without saying goodbye.

Life in a web of chance, not knowing how, one day gave me a new person in my horizon ... someone without ever having exchanged a word, we shared more stories with many of my closest friends, a history of Hidden tears behind the shadow of those who never agree on a sample of pain is lost.

long shadows were two of us walking through the park of the viceroy, who did not need many hours of conversation to feel close, and that the past was that it united and gathered them together that night, or perhaps it was those memories that had not stopped hammering their heads looking for answers, seeking to assuage the pain, that pain you can not stop for life, but by moments silence. Or maybe it was gathered by these two presences that both love and hate have generated in them.

Rests are made only tears of a shared pain, pain that was qualifying in the hope of those who remain alive and in one way or another we know what we are still standing.

constructed language words and this led to sense, returning to both the past and discovering the other side of a story that we never understand, moreover, that was so close to the two, we could live in the flesh tears of the stranger so close that we had to face.

After several hours of conversation went back to our homes and between the two was a new sense of shared history "I think life was in debt to us and today we are at hand ... life and us. "

Bogotá, November 28, 2009

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Catharsis Night Thoughts on Friendship in the Age of Internet

When I was invited to write a reflection on a desert tales Guillermo Herrera couple did not hesitate a moment about what was right for the job "Writing in the Sand", the friendship has been important in my life and being an adult now have the opportunity to write about this issue has filled me with excitement, expectation and joy for the deep friendship that I feel with William, Lucia and Claudio.


I sat down at my computer listening to music, with the window open so you can see into the park outside my house and meet with friends who meet at various activities on a warm Sunday Bogota and of course accompanied a mate, that symbol of friendship so important to many, because through this we can establish a shared interaction in thoughts and emotions.

decided to prepare for writing, I searched books Frankl, Ortega y Gasset and Buber. After a few moments of reflection I decided to ask the true philosophers on this subject: my friends. I turned to technology and through a chat consulted several of them their ideas about and so I was inspired to this task and call it as I called her.

What better way to reflect on the friendship that writing about what those who share this experience gave us life. One of them told me that "friends are like blood, because they are when a wound", the vast majority of people consulted I mentioned this quality, namely that a person has at times it seems very difficult to walk by himself. Might say that friendship helps human beings to display the values \u200b\u200bof attitude and so something that gives meaning "friendship" helps to discover the meaning in suffering. Friendship is thus a factor that helps to a life full of meaning.

Friends are the brothers that you choose in the way of life, I wrote a friend. Are those who have decided to join us in our journey of life, friendship is one that along with love allows us to capture the unique values \u200b\u200bthat are held in such person, in view of its uniqueness. When you see friends in this way to forgive the errors is easier, because experience is valued from only experienced with a real "you." The pride is the opposite of love alone allows us to observe behavior and not the whole essence of the person, restricting our awareness of values \u200b\u200band losing the holistic vision of the friend.

In conclusion we can restate what was said by Nietzsche saying that whoever finds the meaning of friendship, which will be written in stone, can overcome the difficulties that will be written in the sand for the wind to erase them.



Juan Pablo Díaz del Castillo B. Bogotá

November 2009

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Tears (of dark mousy on the donkey)