In these days of rain and wind which can hardly walk on the street without fear of returning to a cold noses, being at home doing the typical sweet the holidays or preparing delicious Christmas Eve dinner is the most common. Christmas is what you have. All tradition. And of course, do not miss the Christmas spirit.
For me particularly, is a feast for which I try to tiptoe, I feel good because I remember a lot of people that I have by my side and that gives me a deep sadness, but like everything in life, Christmas does not ask permission, enters homes like it or not, through purchases, or the media constantly bombard us with ads and news related to it, so we can not choose , arrive, like it or not.
So now that we are, the predisposition to be better and more caring comes alone, it goes without external constraints, even if there are, the better, because it reinforces our human side. I realize that most directly touches me everything that has to do with human suffering, which are many, but these days everywhere are responsible to show us and remind us. Yes, there are lots people that are going wrong and need to be special days even more aid.
Then I remember my adolescence, we were all so idealistic and dreaming about a world that excited us and help us realize. And I remember the people we shook inside with their written messages or through songs, and I have not changed much, and although over the years gives you another perspective on the world and a way of dealing with different life to that thought, improvising as you go going on, the essence of how I liked it that things are the same. And I'm still an idealist in a society at times brutal in his behavior. And I'm glad to follow remain so even though most of the time sailing against the current.
So in these days where we all tend to strengthen fraternal ties, I remember a poem by Gabriel Celaya, which to me reflects the true spirit of Christmas. Elemental Justice
For me particularly, is a feast for which I try to tiptoe, I feel good because I remember a lot of people that I have by my side and that gives me a deep sadness, but like everything in life, Christmas does not ask permission, enters homes like it or not, through purchases, or the media constantly bombard us with ads and news related to it, so we can not choose , arrive, like it or not.
So now that we are, the predisposition to be better and more caring comes alone, it goes without external constraints, even if there are, the better, because it reinforces our human side. I realize that most directly touches me everything that has to do with human suffering, which are many, but these days everywhere are responsible to show us and remind us. Yes, there are lots people that are going wrong and need to be special days even more aid.
Then I remember my adolescence, we were all so idealistic and dreaming about a world that excited us and help us realize. And I remember the people we shook inside with their written messages or through songs, and I have not changed much, and although over the years gives you another perspective on the world and a way of dealing with different life to that thought, improvising as you go going on, the essence of how I liked it that things are the same. And I'm still an idealist in a society at times brutal in his behavior. And I'm glad to follow remain so even though most of the time sailing against the current.
So in these days where we all tend to strengthen fraternal ties, I remember a poem by Gabriel Celaya, which to me reflects the true spirit of Christmas. Elemental Justice
Considering serious about missing teeth,
that others are missing
nails and, in general,
gallbladder hurts millionaires and a luxury deadly
change the regime, we are rational
:
Let those who have teeth, bite,
that having nails scratching a rage,
and generally
champagne and gallbladder
are a heritage of all mankind.