As an individual, the fascination of the human being is indescriptible with the correct or sufficient words. Biologically, as a consequence of preserving life (really, good quality of life) and conquering millions of years of natural development, a human is not a singularity but a particular primate with the possibility to observe, change, and think about himself and his environment, including the others. When it comes to finding the origin of the species, understanding that the evolution has not been linear, the same human gets confused with his beliefs, fears, and mental creations. They held hands naturally. She kept silent; there was no need to say anything else, just see each other. Find in those eyes of his that brightness that he no longer caught in his permanent partner. A minute of silence more, and he decides to kiss her. They didn't close their eyes; they both wanted to know how the dilated pupil gave them an entrance to another moment. It was necessary. After the kiss, without the preoccupation to be discovered, just a simple smile of both.
Meanwhile, as social beings, humans are contradictory. An incredible capacity to build and to destroy. A specie with the possibility and skills to create, transform, and assure common welfare, more than a competition, preserve life (really, good quality of life), and transcend time and space. But, in an incomprehensible line of the facts, humans built a civilization that does not guarantee even the permanence of the good life of some privileged. They had made love again. The difference is that this time, he also felt pleased with her. She was a sensual woman, and somehow, she had learned with him to feel free. In sex, not the one he wanted, but he had still achieved something remarkable. However (there is always a however), she somehow belittled that passion. Everything quickly turned into negative consequences, unhealthy, disgust, possible diseases, and fears. It was the last time. He came to think that he could advance on her worries, but he would not inspire her to do so. Also, he was tired.
So, a capacity and skills to create and destroy the others and themselves, but more than the possibility, it seems to be the decision to do it, as civilization. It is not easy to understand how hatred and fears can dominate thousands of people, and more as individuals, it is possible that the courage and knowledge of humans perform actions to expand life. In that individuality, it is time to recognize new majorities. Friday, he had sat on that terrace in Kieber again. Seeing the building of the navy museum and how the lovers walk busily to enjoy the best view of the tower. Three times - he said remembering, the first time with D. in an incroyable new years eve there are eighteen years ago. He is the same person but another human. The second time was with the love of his lie, searching passion and a motivation to forgive her and forgive him, and the last time with the love of all their lives but with cold. Now, at coffee time, the absence of even mixed feelings might say something about her. Then, he took the last sip and began to walk towards the Trocadero, thinking in D. She was freedom.
Knowledge is more than data and information. Knowledge also is the result of thinking, confrontation. The evidence to build arguments and discuss (not fight), listening and observing the other with the possibility to collaborate or compete, depending on the goal and context, keeping discuss (again, not fight), listening and watching the other with the possibility of collaborating or competing. Accept that the majority is part of rebuilding mankind because this kind of civilization guarantees an en of the humanity and others, life. It is not a time of yearning or longing. It is time to live; however, the death in the neighborhood. Love and knowledge... - She said herself in the train, observing the fire and the battle by the streaming diffusion in her portable. She wished she had someone to shake hands with right now, him without any doubt, but for reasons that were clear at the time, she left him. For him, they were never clear. However, he preferred not to think about it anymore. It was a mistake, and he already believed that he had learned."
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