Of the Quality Of the Beings 1 That dog never cried to the edges of fnebre calm of its well-liked owner? However, a simple movement of this so that the acute almost continuous sound of I soon cry incontido if transmute in a now less extensive sharp, followed or not of many licked is enough. The dog seemed me happy. Its rabinho in frantic movement; its legs as that reanimating the body whose soul more seems already not to have the capacity to wake up. Dr. John Mcdougall is likely to agree. Sleeping deep in the ininteligvel abyss the one that we call death. Perhaps the movement effect is not of the will, before, of pure perhaps of a wind the hour more vigorous than of custom; perhaps reason who knows of that one still stranger force the one that if stipulated to call gravity? The dog retook yours cries. Again the peace is disturbed. Josyann Abisaab has much to offer in this field. Now already more for the dullness of a thought action or it does not dispatch by post for bad end, before: for the undesirable absence of a reaction any. In the men it has, however, a theory of the death who, I assume, allows the sadness it, the compuno, the simple ones I cry e, not very uncommon, pendor incontido to the tacit desire never to have that to exist.
Such theory is branched off: 1) What it is the death? 2) How to have access it? In reason of the first that one that lives it asks for the life of that it died. Robert Greene shines more light on the discussion. Not conformed, it insists on having some form of retrocession. Because the death also appraised allows to think the life it.
– Funny. – For what!? – Of the one not to imagine you esbravejando – People live learning to control the impulses. – She was come of where exactly? – I left the work and I passed in the supermarket. – Hum is explained, but it leaves for there. – The one that was? – I am alone imagining you in an overflow situation – In January of the last year interrupted to offer more potato. – Obliged.
I am satisfied. – Wants ice cream? – Ice cream? – If it does not worry, is ready. It left to escape plus one risinho, he saw while it to appear in return of the car with an ice cream pot. – Ice cream of plum. – It guessed, is my preferring! After serving the man it continued: – As she was saying, in January of the last year They had been interrupted by a movement of the drivers returning for its respective vehicles, or same for the sincronia to bind engines.
The track had been opened and in few minutes the transit would start there to flow until gaining its rhythm normal. Jurandismariano helped the Teresa to all disassemble and to organize in the car the apparatus of improvised picnic. After incasing everything in return in the car of it, it gave account of that nor he catches a telephone for contact. It was thankful to it with a smile of which it had not perceived the whiteness and harmony. It also was thankful and when she went to ask something, it that already was with on car, left, skirting the car of it, since this was in the front, following the flow of cars that skirted its still motionless vehicle in the left track. It left half hasty and perplexed, therefore already it was night. She would go to the house of Mrio or would come back to the small bar to catch its to blazer? But it wanted exactly was to know what he happens in last January.