lunes, 16 de mayo de 2011

A Dead Sleep...

A man lay on his bed at the end of his life waiting to die. His dream came to pay its last respects and bid farewell to the man who had never used it.
As it entered the room the man looked down in shame.

“Why did you not realise me?” the dream asked.
“Because I was afraid,” the man said.
“Afraid of what?” asked the dream.
“I was afraid I would fail.”
“But haven’t you failed by not attempting to use me?”
“Yes I have, but I always thought there would be tomorrow.”
“You fool!” said the dream, “Did it never occur to you that there was only ever today… the moment that you are in right now? Do you think that now that death is here you can put it off until tomorrow?”
“No.” said the man, a tear gently rolling down his cheek.
The dream was softer now, because it knew that there were two types of pain – the pain of discipline, and the pain of regret – and while discipline weighs ounces, regret weighs pounds.
Then the dream leaned forward to gently wipe away the tear and said, “You need only have taken the first step and I would have taken one to meet you, for the only thing that ever separated us was the belief in your mind that you couldn’t have me.”

Then they said goodbye and they both died.


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2 comentarios:

  1. hermosa la imagen y hermoso el escrito, "and while discipline weighs ounces, regret weighs pounds", otra vez, muy bonito, chau ;)

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  2. el pensamiento es algo que se cierne sobre esta vida , sin dar tiempo a ver los verdaderos intereses del planeta tierra.
    Si no luchas no mueres si no mueres nunca vives. Morir luchando por una buena idea la causa más noble, tendras el cielo ganado. Si juegas al juego juega a ganar. Dios es solo otro policia.. Y los blancos destrullen el planeta, muerte a mi raza. El suicidio en la tierra de los Dioses no esta permitido. Recuerda este escrito.

    Que le follen al gobierno. Pronto acabara todo.

    2pac en el alma, banksy en las calles.
    thug 4 live, peoples power. Only god can judge me. Never peace, 2pac soilder, pega fuego a las calles destroza cajeros automáticos , así empezara la liberación. Mure libre y pensando ya lo sabes , que no te importe.

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