Photo Muttifree Let us ensure that our actions and our words
are a reflection of the beauty of our true nature ...
Dear Amber,
For your comment to the previous text, you make me recall one of my writings published in this blog in May 2007 ... Thank You.
Now, rereading it, I see, in addition to words that are written the words of the writer in a way, an obvious connection with all the words we speak every day, all the words that we preparing to offer, or to throw at simple conversations ...
accompaniment also shows me, day after day, the need for vigilance in the exchange.
Yes, Vigilance ... the key word here is kept carefully in our heart-mind with regard to everything we have to say ... feel like our ancestors who never neglected to advise us to "turn seven times in the language mouth "before talking ...
Was I sufficiently vigilant in May 2007 ... Friends (ies) the book again I listen to you ... do not forget to read to me, not removing nor adding anything to what was written ...
Now, rereading it, I see, in addition to words that are written the words of the writer in a way, an obvious connection with all the words we speak every day, all the words that we preparing to offer, or to throw at simple conversations ...
accompaniment also shows me, day after day, the need for vigilance in the exchange.
Yes, Vigilance ... the key word here is kept carefully in our heart-mind with regard to everything we have to say ... feel like our ancestors who never neglected to advise us to "turn seven times in the language mouth "before talking ...
Was I sufficiently vigilant in May 2007 ... Friends (ies) the book again I listen to you ... do not forget to read to me, not removing nor adding anything to what was written ...
WORDS UPSET at
Sometimes, sentences, words builders or killers, who throw consciousness in a sea of thoughts to unfathomable depths. Many eventually go their way, but there are some who, like magnets, come to land at the corner of our eye and draw some insight useless ...
The drama being played then takes multiple colors, depending that word or phrase settles near the heart near the belly or near the head.
In truth, the word does not settle long, but rather its aroma, in degree of violence and gentleness, that will break through. The words thrown on the wave a sentence will, in a stream of possible interpretations, projecting a feeling, a feeling, an idea ... it is by associative ricochet they reach us.
Most frequently, the word we planned attack on the head ... we could let it fade away rather than trying to eat them. But are we so hungry for pain and pleasure ...? No doubt!
Then we let the word or phrase to move like a snake who, approaching each crawling in the folds of the heart where it will curl up spilling the poison or balm (it case of "person") who pour itself into the veins filling the belly of love or hate.
The brain damage is unstoppable movement requires ...!
Literally therefore any sentence is killer or healer.
Who can judge the effects of his statements?
Who knows the generation, degree of feeling or impression, phrase or word?
What are the words of hatred, are the words of love? Of supposedly hate. So-called love?
Who knows in advance what he will say?
mince our words we have enough to put it?
guess Who knows, if the words he threw in the face of his so-called friend, his companion, a partner meeting, hiding a diamond ... or a dagger?
Who can guess whether it plans to himself, for himself, against himself, words assassins or healers?
Warning! Word for word to generate all our ills ... sore heart, stomach ache, headache ... so long ago, yet we have learned that silence is golden!
There's definitely too much noise on this earth! We can not hear yourself say that silence is golden while we talk, we spoke and still speaks to a gorge which installs mechanical communication with unlimited antennas without seizing what if the words fly away, they fit into the ether of our blood, nor that the writings will be read and remain indefinitely in fatal passion for the word that kills rather than the word that heals and inspires in the heart, the Silence.
How long will we need it in another word, to say nothing that is essential!
But beware, who are you you are the speaker, the speaker you, you the writer who puts words like pearls without being able to sense the weight of your necklaces of evils to come?
Who are we never to know what a word can really mean, never to be silent, always wanting to do or say is, never to be silent!
Who are you?
Who are we, do we know?
Muttifree
Muttifree
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