Back to the woods!

December 1-42. Today a went back to the woods again, and i like what I see. Nature in a recovering process. I do my math, winter will be just 3 or 4 months…humm…let see!!

 Bug where are you?  I miss you!!

Are you tired? I know that is the best way to be free from you!! JA!!

 I read in the bloG that some one say he, he, he and you say ha, ha, ha.  What language is that? Can you help me bug? He tell me that e-magine a web where people are all friends.  But how can I be his friend if I can not recognize how he laughs.  I choose my friends for the way the laugh I am guessing that that way is hard make friends here.

 But Is ok like my Gran Grand mother say the last time that we have a deep conversation: “life is huge but I keep walking…”

A dream ..

November 27-42. Today I had a dream. There was two force. One good and one bad pulling my body. One wants to pull me to the island and the other to the north, one pull me to love and other to my kids. Everything was black and white and I was not able to see any other colors. In my dream a good force was writing my book and was helping me to remember the fact that I forget. I was able to see the future. That future that I was refusing to see. Des forestation, a public policies to control and search privacy in honor of national security, the worse part of education history and the media with that irresponsible point of view that do not care what our kids see. And the public people showing the worse of a human being. Only irresponsible and bad people was able to survive. And the resistance that was protecting the good people that was not able to see the true. And the good force was telling me write, write, write…

I was able to write all that’s secrets of the new world that was developing inside and out side me. And as a child I was able to understand everything. It was ridicules simple that was another piece that I was missing. Simple can be very complex to understand. I never pay attention to that debate of good and bad. Because after all what is good what is bad? Artist, Preachers and Writers teach me all the times the lesson from good versus bad. But I am able to say it good or it bad when I see it. And sometime I have to live with the fact that my judge was wrong.

Persecution, perseverance and persistence

Today i am thinking in the relationship of those three word and the implications for a writer. A writer has to be good in the hunting process.