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Every human being was created to dream and live a life full of dreams and greatness which fill the hearts of those who know the dream. This is not to paint a full world of dreams and illusions, but to see beyond a dream ....

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THE ISLAND OF FEELINGS


Once there was an island where all the feelings lived and all human feelings in the world. Lived, of course, Fear, Wisdom, Love, Angst, Envy, Hatred ... They were all there. Despite the natural friction of cohabitation, life was very quiet and even predictable. Sometimes Boredom Routine made the stay asleep, or Impulse arming some scandal, but many times the Constancia and Coexistence managed to quiet the discontent.

One day, unexpectedly for all the inhabitants of the island, Knowledge convened a meeting. Distraction When he took notice and Sloth came to the meeting place, all were present. Then, Knowledge said: 'I have bad news to give them: the island is sinking. All emotions that lived on the island said: - No, how can it be! If we live here forever! Knowledge repeated: 'The island is sinking. - But how can you be! Maybe you're wrong! - Knowledge is rarely mistaken Consciousness said realizing the truth. If he says that sinks must be because it sinks. - But what we do now - was asked the other. Then, Knowledge said: - Of course, everyone can do what I want, but I suggest you seek a way to leave the island ... Build a boat, a boat, a raft or something that allows them to leave because which remain on the island will disappear with it. - You could not help - they asked everyone because confident in their ability. - No-Knowledge said the forecast and I have built a plane and upon termination of say this we will fly to the island emotions cercana.Las said - No! But no! What will become of us? That said, the Knowledge boarded the plane with her partner and, carrying stowaway to Fear, which is not as goofy as he was hiding in the engine, left the island. All emotions, in fact, set out to build a boat, a boat, a sailboat ... All ... except Love

Because Love was so related to each island thing I said, 'Leave the island ... after all I lived here ... How could I leave this tree, for example? Ahhh ... we share so many things ... And while emotions are engaged in manufacturing the means to go, Love is we climbed every tree, sniffed each rose, went to the beach and rolled in the sand like I used to in other times. Touched each stone ... and stroked each branch ... Upon reaching the beach, exactly where the sun came out, his favorite place, he wanted to think that naivete that has love, "Maybe the island sink for a while. resurface .. then ... why not? "and stayed for days by measuring the height of the tide to check if the process was not reversible collapse ... The island is sinking deeper and deeper ... However, Love could not think of building, because I was so sore I was only able to mourn and groan so lost. It occurred to him that the island was very large, and that even when it sank a little, provided he could take refuge on higher ground ... Anything was better than having to leave. A small resignation had never been a problem for him. So, once again, touched the stones of the shore ... and crawled through the sand ... and again your feet wet in the small beach that was once great ... then inadvertently too his resignation, he walked to the north side of the island, although it was not the most liked, was the highest ... And she sank the island a little more each day ... And Love took refuge each day in a smaller space ...

- After all the things we had together ... - reproached the island. Until, finally, there was only a tiny portion of solid ground; the rest had been completely covered by water. Just then Love realized that the island was sinking really. He realized that, if not stopped, the love disappear forever from the face of the Earth ... Walking through flooded trails and jumping huge puddles, Love went to the bay. There was no chance of build output like that of all; I had lost too much time denying what he lost and mourn him slowly disappearing between his eyes. From there he could see his companions spend on boats. I was hoping to explain your situation and that one of his companions and take him understand. Watching the sea, saw the boat come Wealth and beckoned. The Wealth of moved a little to the bay. -Wealth, you've got a big boat, take me right to the neighboring island? I suffered both the disappearance of this island could not fabricarme a boat ... And Wealth answered - I am so full of money, jewels and precious stones, which have no place for you, sorry ... - and went on his way without looking back. Love continued to watch and saw Vanity come in a beautiful boat full of ornaments, fringes, marbles and flowers of all colors. Called a lot of attention. Love is stretched a little and cried - Vanity ... Vanity ... take me with you! Love Vanity looked at him and said - I'd love to take you, but ... you have a look ... you so nasty ... so dirty and disheveled so ... Sorry, but I think afearías my boat! - and went. And so Love asked for help from each of the emotions. The Constancia, to Sensuality, the jealousy, the indignation and even to hate. And when I thought no one else would, he saw a small boat approaching, the last, of Sadness. . - Sadness, said sister-le you who know so much, you will not leave me here, are so sensitive like me ... Will you take me with you? And Sadness answered - I'd take, I assure you, but I'm soooo sad .... I prefer to be alone, and walked away without another word. And Love, poor fellow, he real

Suddenly, Love heard someone chistaba: - Hoechst Hoechst Hoechst ... It was an unknown old man beckoning from a boat oars. Love is surprised: - To me - he asked, putting a hand to his chest. - Yes, yes, 'said the old man, you. Come with me, get on my boat and paddle with me, I will save you. Love looked at him and wanted to give explanations: - What happened was that I was ... - I understand, 'said the old man without letting him finish the sentence, upload. Love got into the boat and began to row together to get away from the island. It was not long before we see how every inch remaining afloat and sink finished the island disappear forever. - Never will be an island like this murmured Love, perhaps hoping that contradicted the old man and give him some hope. - No - said the old man, 'like this .. never turned on his feet to thank the old man, but he, without saying a word, he was gone as mysteriously as it had appeared. Then, Love, very intrigued, went in search of wisdom to ask: When they came to the neighboring island, Love realized he was still alive. He realized that he would continue to exist-How can you be? I do not know him and he saved me ... No one understood that I had been without a boat, but he helped me, he saved me and I do not even know who ... Wisdom met his eyes for a while and said: - He is the only one capable of making love survive when the pain of loss makes you think it is impossible to move forward. The only able to give love another chance when it seems extinct. The one who saved you, Love is Time.