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Thanks.

law has long wonderful expression and reflection that someone, far above many who have written, made in life.

sounds the alarm, get up, dress, drive to work, finish, come back, you clean, you see your family and finally let the day end ... sounds routine? reality is sometimes, and often feel wanting more ... but they are wanting more, but want to leverage what we have, and because we do not? good question!

Start the year and earlier this year, I intend to finish no worse than this I left behind ... but honestly it is not enough sometimes getting worse, this year I want to live longer than previous lived every minute worth two and enjoy life a little more enthusiasm ...

So I leave this beautiful poem, reflective of what I said and I thank this great writer, because one day you stop to think about life, and took out a conclusion which many live.

is written in many places and in this blog was not going to go unnoticed.

Who dies?

"He or she who becomes the slave of habit, repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change brand, does not risk to wear a new color and does not speak to who do not know. He or she who makes television his guru. she who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dot the "i" to a whirlpool of emotions, precisely those that recover the gleam from the eyes, smiles from the yawns, hearts from the stumbling and feelings. He or she who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work, who does not risk the certain for the uncertain to go toward that dream, who does not permit at least once in his life to flee from sensate advises. He or she who does not travel, does not read, does not listen to music, who does not laugh at yourself. He who slowly destroys his own, who did not even try. Dies slowly he who passes his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain. Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, not asking a question that is unknown or not responding when asked about something he knows. Let's avoid death in small doses, remembering always that to be alive demands an effort much larger than the simple fact of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to attainment of a splendid happiness. "

Pablo Neruda.

Beldandy Thanks.