Rare

"It is rare the read of the recent history and more strange the reflexion about the consequences in the present.The possibility to go beyond the convenient names, towards the facts and then if the names are necessary, not to retain these of the heroes but of those responsible. More than the lecture for vindication, an act to be different and to guarantee a decision, no a simple and performed choice by the right social environment. He did not give the necessary price, despite the immense valorisation, appreciation. Of course, an immensity justified more by desire and wishes than realities. However, passion and fervor are not enough either. In the lonely moments (sometimes hours), between the first beer and only one shot of whiskey of the Thursday night, he remembered it and how he let her go. He had it in mind.

The right social environment is not the good human situation, but yes a general condition to guarantee the selfish and the non-human organisation to allow life in equity. The challenge over a collaboration process agains natural challenges is non adequate for privileges. Same to know the civilisation development and Earth planet story. Life and human interaction (or affectation). That information is a lot of knowledge and it makes people think that they belong to the masses. And individual, non-egoistic thinking ends particular privileges and generalizes rights. It democratizes them. She enjoyed the look of him. She knew that only she existed for him, no matter what was going on around her. Other more beautiful women (for her), new women or the tension before the regular violence. And she missed him. She was sitting there in her lace clothes and lingerie, while her bidder flirted with another woman. He did care, but he pretended not to. She was no longer young, not like before, much less did she consider herself the most beautiful, despite her vanity and pride. Even though she was actually the most beautiful woman of the night.

One of the most wonderful (individual) things in humans is a transformation as a result of learning. Then, knowledge with all the related process to find it, to create and to vulgarise allow changes and new unimaginable directions (In fact, another imagination). However, knowledge is built over a state of art, understanding a past and confronting it with what there is now. She was afraid her dreams would come true. She having to face herself  as someone with success. So, where would your made-up frustrations be? Therefore, she liked to maintain her unhappiness and the tears in the night while she fell asleep. She had no reason or motive to stay like this, but her fear outweighed her desire.

Understanding, however,  it is not a definitive action. It is not easy to distinguish the knowledge with the process to have knowledge (as science). Same the result with the profit and the value with the price. The monetisable result as the immediately consequence to hold the status quo without the possibility of the longterm and the construction of a new reality. The immediate result is more comfortable in that case, with a crammed mankind.  He would not meet his November goal and would seek to meet two in December. It was not a matter of lack of time, but of lack of inspiration. In fact, useless goals that keep you from getting blacked out. A rare interest to have in a presence in a environment where he does not correspond. Double or nothing, better than the previous aim as a prize (actually being an excuse) or a promise with an empty November. 

The duty of memory is presented in a lot of discours, but the need for reflection on memory as well, it is trascendental to give an utility to the story observation. Then, learning is not the ability to retain but to deconstruct to propose new constructions. See the complete landscape and the detail, and every shape and interaction with the rest of the objects... and after, in the process of construction of models from the evidence and the read propose the idea, the hypothesis and the object to confront. Thursday night and an only idea in the sad moment: if there had been words. However, what would happen if the silence describes better the feel and the reality? I remember your silence, my darling, but also, your spontaneous words with he. I did not inspire you and that was already enough reason to let you go. Thursday, There was no love but there was desire."