Here I am, after months of absence to take up this poor man left to his own blog and on my last post is not encouraging psycho-physical situation! Today I read
hunters storms "are perosne who travel in search of bad weather. There is nothing that they passionate more of the close contact with a tornado or a tornado. Many do not do it for bravado but are interested in discovering how to develop lightning storms.
While all this is told by an astrologer (Rob Brezsny the International, the horoscope is better than us) I have to say that the hunter storms is a character metaphorically interesting ... but sometimes even a little stupid.
And even if by design is a little bit what I am. ... I just complicates life so as to better understand ... Bah.
Seeking the upset of life (mine but also of the other) because otherwise the sweet rectilinear motion devastate me. Of course you find yourself after a tornado sore and bruised and disheveled, and so on ... and every time I think of Dorothy and the house torn from its foundations and the Scarecrow and Tin Man and the Lion and the red shoes, and so on.
And then think about what I was wiser than a child now! Just yesterday I found an issue when I was in fourth grade (1991!) And I said that I would grow up to be a journalist, but travels! But why have not forgotten me? But why do I have to go to travel in search of a natural disaster? About
1: Okay revolution and upheaval, but also to build firmer foundations!
PS
Less This blog is not hurt that almost nobody reads them otherwise who knows what people think of me!
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