Words to Karen

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"Words rise, fall and traverse distances, light, shuts off, become translucent and opaque. The words hurt when they shut up and when they stick in the heart like poisoned arrows"

Words to Karen.

There are thousands of reasons for sadness, but there are also many reasons for joy and hope, two simple words filled with magic, his poetry, his art and his banjo will be orphans with their walk, and they also darkens the lives of all those who love him.

There are thousands of reasons to live, night, day, Sun, the Moon, the stars and all those wonders that regularly gives us life, the love for animals, art and all those dear people who care about us and love us, unconditionally.

All these words may sound to verbiage, words are never as important as the facts, but it is in the distance when the words take on another dimension, facts and words to try to instill in the brain a little reason, the horror of the past should never obscure the present not tarnish all those dreams of our future, and is in the future where we will understand the purposes, causes and reason, pencils, colors, sculptural forms, the verses and the computer of Karen require you to live life until its natural end, with them he has a commitment… with them and with all his creations.

A few years ago Abraham Mendez Ramos wrote his posthumous letter to say goodbye to his family and all readers, which had held the record of letters written to the editor of magazine did not commit suicide, the writer had a long fight against a frightful disease that ultimately won the battle, in his posthumous letter Abraham said that today one can die in many ways and that death is always and will be a very lucrative business, It hurt him to die for the suffering it would cause to all your loved ones, but I felt especially die by not be able return to log in to be able to keep publishing letters to the director, today blogged wandering as a solitary satellite by cyberspace and your computer is still in the same place waiting for the writer to go back and start a new session.

In short...

There is a time for death and another time for life and now Karen must live to continue making his work.

Hay palabras,

de amor,

de dolor,

de rencor y

de dicha.

Hay palabras,

de color,

de Hedor,

de candor y

de prisa.

Hay palabras,

que duelen,

que huelen,

que sienten y

que pinchan.

Hay palabras,

que muelen,

que mienten,

que tuercen y

que palpitan.

Hay palabras,

sin sabor,

sin color,

sin amor y

de desdicha.

Hay palabras,

con amor,

con dolor,

con temor y,

con dicha.

Palabras para Karen.

Humans have an obligation to resist and a commitment with life, the existence is not clear or dark, everything depends on the time and the perspective of the person looking.

A hug from someone who appreciates you and who admires you, and that by some mysterious causes…Also you want to, three powerful reasons to love this miracle we call life.

"There are words of help, words of hope and there are also words that speak of worlds of abundance. The words comfort or destroy the illusions of those who hear or speak, there are words of humility and words of arrogance, the words are important because they motivate, but what is really important are the facts that confirm the intentions of the lover"

Words to Karen.

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