Back to the origins. The Blogging.

Not exactly. I decided to return to the initial goal of this blog: to be a blog. Not that he had another goal, but I was more posting book notes and lyrics than commenting on my life really. The refuge of alone people is in the heart itself, but when we are alone, we forget about it and seek the heart of another person. So stupid. This is all illusion, the worst of all, because you really believe in it. It seems that we always seek to be accepted, to be loved, to be understood and I have already been accepted, I have already been loved, I have already been understood. They said that sometimes you do not accept yourself: bullshit. I accept myself completely, but in the world in which I live there are parameters, there are models and there is a society. We are all able to abstract from this society what is not convenient, but there are references that make sense to us and the fact that we are not equal to these referential makes us have that sense of dislocation. Especially when there are several / several who have managed to achieve what you want (taking into account their possibilities, of course). It is the crisis. When we accept ourselves but society or the job market. deny us. Fuck them.