When will the comfort come to us?
Satisfaction is Just a tattoo inside our heads.
Our efforts, fights, choices and decisions are for our well-being.
When we help someone or make any other good action, it’s for, in the end, we fell that cold in the belly.
We are good and we do good things to have that comfort with our lives. But it never lasts. So is there a comfort that doesn’t end? Is there any choice or miracle to achieve the infinity peace?
Yesterday I read a sentence that can’t get out of my head. Maybe it’s the explanation for all this patience and hope for comfort.
I think our lives can be described as long Road to our home.
But what would it be? When will we get to the place where we’ll stay comfortable forever?
All the blood and hard work will reward us with the place we’re looking for? Did anyone find this place?
Thinking well, it’s more worth living without questioning. Before we arrive this home, we pass through uncountable different places. Places we won’t pass again. So, we’re supposed to pass through all of this places, without looking at them? Well, I’ve conclued a thing. Usread this text. Go back in time, ignore everything that’s written here. You’re also going home, you shoul watch your sides. Now you’re Just focused in a bunch of letters that mean nothing. Don’t come back here, you’re not welcome. Enjoy your time, cause it doesn’t come back.
Do not return, I’ll be waiting.
Original "NÃO LEIA, É PERDA DE TEMPO" - FIOCCHI, Júlio
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