The Patient. Chapter I.
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"The world is full of people patients, patience is a gift from sages, by eagerness usually burn hands and leave the dreams, but the patient despite not getting or never change anything it will be a blessed when it comes to the grim reaper, understood and accepted by the noble souls and feared by the corrupters and the vile spirits"
The Patient. Chapter I.
Always Sunday afternoons were tedious to Peter, in his subconscious had settled these enjoyable sessions planned by your doctor and waiting for the pleasures of the Monday afternoons of Sundays smelled caffeine and were endless.
Fortunately the patient had coffee, coffee aroma, color she loved, but about all that taste bitter caffeine. Peter gave a small SIP and decided to surrender to his other great pleasure, drawing.
Peter thought that his brain under the glow of any drug and washed down with some liquor was even more creative in its normal state, coffee clearing him, forced him to move and thought faster, caffeine in his mind seemed to gallop filing forms in folders encrypted in the cerebral cortex, and it was not uncommon that after three or four cups of the so-called black gold Peter had a hallucination and transpired from those creatures that he then embodied in his works.
Surrealist drawings that depict madness, hatred, global peace, wisdom and love, in its landscapes can be found from a benevolent Lion, until a psychopath to commit crimes on a beach, but if there was a theme more Peter enjoyed in dealing with it were faces, faces built with animals, flowers or inorganic materials , and among all those faces stood out always the face of woman with bird body.
At the very moment that Peter began to draw you notice a familiar heat in his shoulder, she was again there. Peter continued drawing and very clearly heard her say:
- I love! hahahahahahaha, I are drawing to me? Perfect!, I would put you monkey formed by the body of a bird and a red thorn head, thorn peak,. I see you pretty well, hahahahahaha, already is that you could be better, but there are many millions of people who are much worse to you, you have to be patient, remember that God is not is nothing from anyone, but you also have to do your part and have strength, still believing you an unfortunate you have your art, you have many people who love you and the strength necessary to assume and to face life you need to work and tireless work, you must decrease your dose of everything and think that death always is soon and that to live fully the life is never too late.
The warm voice of his sister made Peter to react, its another angel came into the bedroom and asked by the drawing of the day, Peter took the portrait and gave it in silence, this after observing the composition for a few seconds only could say four words and a sign of admiration:
Amazing, Great and Awesome!
* The Patient Peter *
A table, a trim and a vase,
A life full of love and imagination,
A magpie, a dove, a fish and a lion,
In the life of the patient are a legion.
A guard, a prisoner and a kid,
A crane, a Hyena and a chameleon,
Made with dedication and passion,
In the life of Peter without condition.
An umbrella, a hat and a cane,
A moon, a star and a neutron,
An appointment, a poem and a song,
In the world of Peter changes his reason.
Lucas Lazar. Telling Stories.
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* El Paciente Pedro *
Una mesa, una moldura y un jarr贸n,
una vida repleta de amor e imaginaci贸n,
una urraca, una paloma, un pez y un le贸n,
en la vida del paciente son una legi贸n.
Una grulla, una hiena y un camale贸n,
hechos con esmero y con pasi贸n,
un guardia, un reo y un gran聽cabr贸n,
en la vida de Pedro sin condici贸n.
Una luna, una estrella y un neutr贸n,
un poema, una cita y una canci贸n,
un paraguas, un sombrero y un bast贸n,
en el mundo de Pedro cambian su raz贸n.
Lucas Lazar. Contando Historias.
It will continue to...
鈥淚f tomorrow anyone died my absence not the notary, if he died tomorrow would die with me all my secrets, all my dreams, all my keys and passwords, and also all those ghosts that inhabit the mind. "If I should die tomorrow my vacuum would be ignored by everyone except for you, if you died tomorrow there would be a duel no nor a cry, if morning died my wouldn't be remember nobody"
The Patient. Introduction.
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The second installment of "The Patient Peter" will be published by mid-September, I'm writing six stories simultaneously and completely different, actually costs me work out a narrative to put me in another. A greeting.