Were i not here, where would I be?
Would I be anywhere?
Is it possible that we die and we actually do not?
Is it that we leave the flesh and get into another piece of it?
Who knows? I do. But I dont know how yet.
I know I lived here before, I met people whom I today think I dont know or I have never met.
I know you reader (from past times), ...(But when was that?)
I read somewhere that when we leave our spirit free our memory recalls everything which had been lived.
It seems that my memory has been through this step, sometime; sometimes.
But I still want more. I want to know when we met, if you remember me. Was it love, friendship, desire, hate, family or what?
I want to know how many times I was a man, how many times I was a woman. Did I always reach adulthood? Was I wise? Did I dance? Did I love...Did I kill?
I just wanna know, I am eager to learn so I can later teach it.
Do your best reader, make an effort; when and where did we meet before?
Este es un espacio para mi y para aquel que quiera compartir mis palabras. Esas palabras que estan ahi, en silencio, timidas, casi inaudibles y sin embargo hacen tanto ruido, ebullen para salir. Si quieren salir, este es el lugar.Respetalo. Juan Judas.
miércoles, 18 de noviembre de 2009
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- Isidoro Paz
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
- Si bien podras conocerme, por lo que escribo, no trates de saber quien en realidad soy, conoceme por lo que expreso a traves de lo que publico, Juan Judas es ficticio, aunque registro a Isidoro Paz.