Well, after much hesitation, I'm back ... sort of. First thanks for the encouragement and virtual hugs * I have sent you Shagged *, the truth is that you appreciate those words at times like ...
Finally, it seems that the worst of the crisis has passed, so I decided to take away the cobwebs off, do not know the dust that you get to accumulate if you do not do anything more than lying in bed ESAR made a ball and face the wall and hang a chapter of my fic. The truth is that it convinces me too ... but I know if I will say it bored me, right?. Also I have a lot of reading backward ,....
Well, I have to say that there is a "guest" Specialist in this issue, why she needed some extra help to express what he meant, and that is "one" that sticks in my memory still very young. .. Dedicated to you, who spis best mindial world, and my brother, though I know it's not going to read, mostly because he has no idea what to write ... I do not know why it would have been I be without him these days, with our share of icy night in my room, and an almost perfect imitation of Brian, eyebrow movement and a "Yoli, you are pathetic .... including thousand kisses and hugs, and I hope you like, even a little.
Title: Utopia IV
Author: I think I ...
Summary: Justin is a little stressed .... Post
513 Warning: The characters are Cowlip, for the moment ....
Momo and the gray men, Cassiopeia and the amphitheater, as well as some of the phrases uttered by the girl belong to the book Momo by Michael Ende.
Utopia IV had risen a pleasant fresh breeze, which carried a pleasant aroma of flowers, the sun warmed their faces, without leave to be annoying. The grass was a beautiful, soft green cushion, and the trees stood proudly on both sides of the road.
The few animals that crossed his path did so without haste, without giving any sign of fear or concern antre intruders, although throwing curious glances at the blond, to which Ted replied with a smile.
However, Justin was oblivious to all this. Why have paid attention, he might have noticed that the look warm and lively showing the landscape had little to do with the harsh winter that was going on. Have paid attention would have noticed the rapid movement that made a stone out of the way just before the strike, and have noticed the smile that gave him a small fox before entering the trees, or eyes that Curis and fun spent some offspring of a goldfinch from its nest, while her mother was severely reprimanded them for not keeping quiet so the boy could think calmly.
But Justin was too busy thinking about the strange behavior of his friend, also recalling the words of Brian ...." You should strive a little less and enjoy more "...¿ does it all mean? Was it a prank of the boys? The artist outrage grew at times, how could anyone even think of accusing him of wasting time?. I looked at the accounting poisoned, as he looked around, not understanding anything.
them from somewhere came the sound of an aria, mingling with the sound of falling water. In soil, the grass had given way to a paved surface and in the town center, there was a huge stone fountain with six water pipes ... Somehow that did not understand, had returned to the place in which Ted had met. He exhaled heavily, watching the clock. Great, it had stopped ...
- Do not bother, these things do not work here ...- Sitting on the edge Supply, chestnut eyes smiled at the artist's furious.
- Ted, enough of this nonsense, why are we here again? - He frowned, trying to remember the way they did, forgetting it had gone backwards at any time.
- You know, people tend to think that the only way forward is to walk in a straight line, without stopping, looking only at the end of the road. So they find it frustrating to return to the starting point, believe it is a waste of time. However, sometimes, life can only be understood looking back in front. Of course there are people who do it incorrectly, and are trapped there, unable to forward. Others, however, prefer to forget it, do what has never existed, and view only the future, haunted by what lies ahead. There are many people in the world to forget that none of it, neither past nor future exist in themselves. All we have is the present, the moment that we live ... are you living the present, Justin?
The blond was tempted to send him to walk, but he sat down beside him, watching the water fall.
- Haber, I get up every day, and every day, work all day, every day respite Dorian yes ... I live this.
- Back to confuse the terms ... I know you exist, the question is not if you live in the present, but if you live today. What good is planning to detail tomorrow if letting go today?
- You have to think about tomorrow ...
- there is no tomorrow. Today is all you have, just this moment and how you use it. I thought we already knew ... Although ultimately the decision is yours, you'll know if you want to become one of them ... Justin
gave him a look of incomprehension that Ted does not even seem to notice, stroking the surface of the water by hand, forming a vortex peuqeño. The blonde looked at the bottom of the dish, while I did not know if her or his own mind, there was a picture of the past ...
A five-year Justin was trying to push through a crowd of people advancing in all directions, even without seeing him. Were all adults with suits and briefcases, which passed in a hurry, push. The tall buildings, the deafening noise of cars and people shouting told him he was at the center of the city. Frightened by the noise, and adults who threatened to crush slipped hiding behind a large pot, trying to give some life to the huge, ugly mall, begging for someone to find and bring you back home. And indeed, someone found him. It felt like something touched his leg and looking down discovered. Opposite him, a huge turtle looked at him with his head up and smiling expression. Little Justin smiled back, stroking.
- Hey, who are you? - What happened next would have frightened any other child, but Justin was not a child either, so I just smiled at her new friend, reading the letters that had appeared in his shell . "Cassiopeia".
- Is that your name? You too have you lost?
The turtle shook his head, while new words appeared in his shell. "I found"
Justin looked around, but nobody seemed surprised to see a young child alone sitting on the floor, talking to a turtle. I even saw, and felt scared again.
- I lost ...- Cassiopeia nudged him, encouraging him. "Come
slowly walked away from the center of the city, no one made the slightest attention to his presence, easily dodging the people who ran through the streets and cars flooding
After walking for a while through an area that seemed deserted reached what appeared to be a place in ruins. It was a circular space, surrounded by rows of stone seats covered with grass that towered into the sky. It seemed a very old and abandoned, that Justin vaguely reminded those places where the gladiators fought in Roman films. I walked slowly, startled to be cuetna what was not alone.
In the center of the circle, and Cassiopeia nestled in her lap, there was a girl looking at him curiously. Justin smiled, approaching. It was a very skinny little girl, something greater than himself, but could not say how old should have. Her hair was very curly and very black, and huge black eyes too. Her skirt was made of many patches of different colors and covered her bare feet and dirty. Man wearing a jacket, old and too big, full of pockets. Since then, her parents never let him play with a girl like that.
- Hey, what's your name?
The girl smiled, and Justin felt much calmer. He sat opposite her on the floor.
- Momo
- I am Justin ... I think I've lost, you know?
The girl nodded, and the blond began to relate as he had finished there.
His father was a very good man, he bought everything he wanted, but it was days that I could hardly see, he left early in the morning to work, and when he returned he was already in bed. And when I was at home was locked in his office, never had time to be with him and got angry if I made noise and asked him to play together. According to his father, Justin was old to do things alone, and also had a lot of expensive toys. And it was true that it was a big boy. That day five years old, and no longer needed that were awaiting him all the time. That was also why his father would not go that afternoon at his birthday party. And that Justin had decided to surprise her father and go to see him at work, why was large and segurop that his father would like to see you there. So this morning, taking advantage of an oversight by the nurse, had left home. But he had lost.
The girl looked at him without saying anything, so rtras few minutes, Justin spoke again.
- Sometimes I think that Daddy does not love me ... I never have time for us, and is always angry ... never laughs ... Cassiopeia
climbed onto his lap, trying to encourage him. After a long silence, spoke Momo.
- Adults behave strange ... I think it's their fault, men gray ....
She told him the existence of these invisible beings, men wearing gray suits and gray bowler, who smoked cigars in the heavy smoke that came out a gray, ashen-faced men and vocals also gray. Justin listened intently as these creatures steal the time of men, that they will notice, how they are convinced he should save time, not waste it on unnecessary things like talking to other people, go to a party or fun.
- time savers, "explained the girl are better dressed than the rest, and have more money. But their faces are ugly, tired and bitter, and are always in a bad mood. They have everything, but they can not enjoy anything, that enjoyment is a waste of time, like being happy or dream. No matter if you do not like, on the contrary, do you like what you do only serves to entertain, so the less you like better. Justin
The child understand what to say what to said Momo. They have much money, and a big house, but his father was never satisfied. I was always tired and angry. His life was boring, and everything in it was planned and calculated precisely, every inch and every moment. Everything was gray and cold.
asked how I could prevent those strange gray men from stealing the time, if they could sue, or go for longer, but she shook her head.
- Every man has the allotted time, and he alone can decide what to do with it. Time is life, and life resides in the hearts of people. If you remember that, the gray men may not approach you.
stood in silence for a while, enjoying the silence no more, until he felt the turtle with him again. "Time to go"
said goodbye to the little gray men vowing never snatch his time, he was never obsessed with tomorrow, but I would enjoy every moment of your life. Cassiopeia
guided him back at all, where all were like crazy looking. He spoke of Momo and Cassiopeia, trying to warn thieves of time, but nobody believed him ...
Justin shook his head, wondering why that old dream had come to his mind suddenly, the girl clearly why the amphitheater had been a dream ... But how do you know Ted?. He turned to ask him, but his friend and was not there. He looked around, confused, again focusing on the water.
Yes, he was kept busy 24 hours a day, had the siemrpe work and family had hoped he had always wanted, but really enjoyed what you had? The negative response that he gave his mind was so strongly qeu surprised, wondering where time had ceased to be happy with what I had, how the fear of what could happen tomorrow prevented him from wasting now.
The idea of becoming a gray man, like his father, he trembled ...
A sound behind him startled him. He turned, expecting to see Ted, but certainly the unless you looked at a few meters away had nothing to do with the brown.
Standing in front of him, staring at the blonde and the alternate path, the fawn was spinning in circles, diriguiendole quick glances, and encouraging him to follow. Justin
laughed at the absurdity of the idea, but stood, beginning to walk in his direction. At the end of the day, the fawn had brought him there, maybe could get it out too ...
If someone got here, thanks ... I'm not very happy with this, but then tell me .... Besos.
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