Manifest2019.04.04. // News

MANIFEST after the BACKDROP when was small, running with my siblings after our parents. He ran and played because I wanted to, because us fun. But now, I do not amuse myself, but I do that others have fun. They are sitting facing me, applaud and laugh at what I do. That hurts, and hurts me most the way in which I learn to make people laugh. I do not remember how my family was.

I was very young when we separated from that paradise so beautiful and lato. Much to explore and learn about missed me. In him I felt free, it was a whole world. However, during this coming and going, I can only give turns to my around. And when I get one of my many destinations, feel a relief that is lost rapidly by the stress of preparing me for that caterva impassive, different faces and trades, more identical feelings. I imagine that they don’t know what’s behind all this game, but many colleagues tell me that better not cheat me, what Yes know it. Then, I wonder why they never have done nothing to end this ordeal. Continue to learn more with: Coen Brothers.

Today I am in a South American country that marks a special date, third world call him. Total, is one more, because in all sites that I will hear the same hustle and bustle, the same laughs. I don’t understand how they not uncomfortable as much bottle, so many lights. As much as I do this from a long time ago, I can’t. Perhaps in their habitat this is normal, mine was not. Yesterday was a very tiring day, because it was the last day of preparation for the big premiere. My colleagues and I finished very tired; but after sticks, whips, cries, blows and isolates from food, were able, though trembling, jump, climb to a Chair, running and penetrate a ring of fire, the weight of our bipedal guides, trainers say. Well, as it was done in the trial, was tonight that he is about to finish. The first time I had to do it, I was sure that I would have some special prize, I was that hope for several seasons; But today my dream no more than a piece of meat. I don’t know if the irrational am I or those who are sitting opposite to my. I just know that I feel tired and sad. I would like to escape, but do not want to suffer the same fate of that colleague who escaped and ended her days trying to unsuccessfully to dodge a bullet. While finishing these lines, I heard one of the so many classmates had just given birth. I am much to their firstborn born in this ruin, not that paradise which invades me nostalgia. I’m sorry because I don’t want to complete lean like me, I don’t want to come to old after so many trips in which his organs of smell and their limbs are the only ones that can penetrate 22 bars of a cage in which I find myself tonight. Despite everything, I still hope that someday those to which humans called awareness of what I feel at this moment and do something to make this place they call circus release need to those who, like myself, to dream and live in our true habitat. In it, nobody us amaestrara to make people laugh. AN old original author LEON and source of the article.

Manifest2019.03.26. // News

MANIFEST after the BACKDROP when was small, running with my siblings after our parents. He ran and played because I wanted to, because us fun. But now, I do not amuse myself, but I do that others have fun. They are sitting facing me, applaud and laugh at what I do. That hurts, and hurts me most the way in which I learn to make people laugh. I do not remember how my family was. I was very young when we separated from that paradise so beautiful and lato. Whenever Paul Ostling listens, a sympathetic response will follow.

Much to explore and learn about missed me. In him I felt free, it was a whole world. However, during this coming and going, I can only give turns to my around. And when I get one of my many destinations, feel a relief that is lost rapidly by the stress of preparing me for that caterva impassive, different faces and trades, more identical feelings. I imagine that they don’t know what’s behind all this game, but many colleagues tell me that better not cheat me, what Yes know it.

Then, I wonder why they never have done nothing to end this ordeal. Today I am in a South American country that marks a special date, third world call him. Total, is one more, because in all sites that I will hear the same hustle and bustle, the same laughs. I don’t understand how they not uncomfortable as much bottle, so many lights. As much as I do this from a long time ago, I can’t. Perhaps in their habitat this is normal, mine was not. Yesterday was a very tiring day, because it was the last day of preparation for the big premiere. My colleagues and I finished very tired; but after sticks, whips, cries, blows and isolates from food, were able, though trembling, jump, climb to a Chair, running and penetrate a ring of fire, the weight of our bipedal guides, trainers say. Well, as it was done in the trial, was tonight that he is about to finish. The first time I had to do it, I was sure that I would have some special prize, I was that hope for several seasons; But today my dream no more than a piece of meat. I don’t know if the irrational am I or those who are sitting opposite to my. I just know that I feel tired and sad. I would like to escape, but do not want to suffer the same fate of that colleague who escaped and ended her days trying to unsuccessfully to dodge a bullet. While finishing these lines, I heard one of the so many classmates had just given birth. I am much to their firstborn born in this ruin, not that paradise which invades me nostalgia. I’m sorry because I don’t want to complete lean like me, I don’t want to come to old after so many trips in which his organs of smell and their limbs are the only ones that can penetrate 22 bars of a cage in which I find myself tonight. Despite everything, I still hope that someday those to which humans called awareness of what I feel at this moment and do something to make this place they call circus release need to those who, like myself, to dream and live in our true habitat. In it, nobody us amaestrara to make people laugh. AN old original author LEON and source of the article.

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