What have we seen out there ??? Ballads filled with beautiful girls, with more and more micro and transparent clothes.
With their dances and poses in gynecological close-ups, increasingly siliconized, bodies sculpted by plastic surgery, as if they went to the supermarket and asked the court of the meat as they wanted but ... they come to the dancing alone and leave alone ...
Businessmen, lawyers, engineers, analysts, and others who have studied and studied, worked, achieved professional success and... alone ...
There are women hiring man to dance with them at dances, the brand new "personal dancer,"... amazing!
And it's not just sex! Not at all! If it were, it would be resolved easily. Anybody doubts? Sex is in the classifieds of newspapers for sale, on street corners, anywhere, but just sex!
We are lacking to stroll hand in hand, giving and receiving affection, without necessarily having to show incredible performances of an Olympic athlete in bed ... gym sex. . .
We lack making dinner for who we like and then find out that we will "just" snuggle and cuddle to sleep, not worrying about the kabbalistic positions ...
You know... those simple things, we lost in this crazy march of a blind evolution.
We became machines, and we are now desperate for not knowing how to get back to "feel", only that something so simple that every day is so far from us ...
Who doubts what I'm saying, take a look at the social networking sites "g+", "facebook" and many others. Take a look at the number of communities like: "I want a love for life", "I am to marry!", "to the hopeless, "I was born to live alone!"...
Bringing thousands, I mean, millions of lonely people in a crowd of more and more strange faces, plastics, almost ethereal and inaccessible, if we look at their pictures of sometime ago, we can be sure that they are not the same people, beautiful women plasticizing and maiming themselves on the behalf of such "beauty" ...
We are have been living longer and longer, we retard aging, and realize every day women and men with dolls faces, no wrinkles, trapped smiles and increasingly alone ...
I know I sound like the unhappy bachelor, but I am not ...
To get to write this nonsense (more than true) I had to have the courage to face the ghosts of forward and accept this truth with a straight face ...
We all want to have someone by our side, but nowadays it is judged as ugly, out of fashion, corny, prejudiced families ...
Hello everyone!!! Do happiness, love, all these emotions make us look ridiculous, fool? But so what? Be ridiculous, but be happy and not frustrated ...
Be embarressed, cry to the world and talk about how you feel, show your love!
You will find out that sooner or later the time to be happy is short, and every moment that goes away will never return ...
Note that person who passes by you on the street today, you may never see her again, or maybe that person you have never imagined but can be the love of your life... And maybe you lost the chance of smiling together ...
Who said that being an adult is to be grouchy?
You can be a businessman and eat yogurt with your finger, watch cartoon, laugh at silly and not let to be a successful professional, who loves to laugh at yourself for being clumsy ...
The wind can not undo our hair? We have to want our wife wearing makeup for 24 hours, and she has to have the body as the "sexy" women in fashion, and also of playboy magazines? I doubt a true men want a woman like that to live by his side, to be the mother of his children... Ok we like to look sexy women, and imagine the delicious, but that's it... and smart women understand it.
I want an intelligent woman by my side. We will have good and bad times and maybe sooner or later, one of the two, or maybe both, will want to jump out, but if I do not ask her to stay with me, I'm sure I'll regret for life "...
Why to be afraid to say "I love you", "stay with me"? Do not care about the opinions of others! Be happy!
Better being a stupid for some people than being unhappy for yourself!
Arnaldo Jabor
I know of an ancient and formidable creature,
That itself devours members and entrails,
With the eagerness of the insatiable hunger.
Dwells along the valleys and mountains;
And at sea, ripping, in the manner of the abyss,
Stretches up all in strange convulsions.
Bring printed on the forehead the dark despotism;
Each look firing, cruel and tender,
It seems an expansion of selfishness and love.
Coldly contemplates the despair and the joy,
It Likes the hummingbird, as it likes the worm,
And girds to the heart the beautiful and the monstrous.
For it, the jackal and the rolls are equal... just defenseless;
And walks undisturbed on the earth.
In the tree busting his first bud comes the leaf, which unfolds slow and sluggish,
then the flower, then the sighed Snitch.
Because this creature is in all work:
Spays the flower breast and corrupts its fruit.
And it is in this destroying that it doubles its strength.
Loves equal the pure and the impure;
Starts and restarts a perpetual job;
And smiling obeys the Godlike status.
Do you say this is death?....
I will say... this is Life.
Machado de Assis
He is a superman when we need and a cute little child when we also need...(ohhh! and I love that!)
But now I do the biggest question of the year: why did I stop loving this guy when I met the other one? Chocolates, wine, music, dark rooms... He stops the world, sits by my side on the couch, holds my hands tight and says:
-You do not know the longing I felt all this time...
The music becomes instrumental killing any other word, the city does not breathe, time does not exist, loneliness is something for people who live very far away, my mind quiets all monsters, pollution becomes pure oxygen and pink color, the other man who is the undeserved owner of my hurt heart explodes in the air leaving only stars to light my start...
All the doubts of what to do for the next thousand years simplify because I wish only to live that moment... yes... yes, yesssss...
I want to reset everything before and love this man, now and ever.
I will do my best...
Why not?
I miss you ...
A good nostalgia that teaches and that shows new horizons...
That is no longer suffering and that now reveals the other side of love...
I remember the man with boyish way of talking with your soft voice that fascinated me...
Unforgettable emotions, accelerated beatings of my heart...
A feeling that for me was really true, impossible to forget...
The good times that I had no clear mind to understand...
Of everything so good that our differences destroyed and the time took away...
I miss you ...
I like to feel it. It does not hurt anymore and it is generous...
It softens your absence, calms me and calms my loneliness...
Reminds me experiences that made us grow a bit more together, and made me understand that our relationship would not and will never happen...
That my happiness was fleeting and was not here to stay...
That I shall not cultivate resentment, but just to miss you, and also cultivate the beautiful moments that love has given me...
I miss you ...
This feeling is good for me; does not cage me and does not charge me...
I do not want to forget you. I can not...
Our "relationship" was very important to me. It was a life lesson...
Our mistakes, we shall not consider them bad points...
True love never ends with rancor and intrigue...
In fact, my love for you is not over... it became another kind of happiness, of wanting, and of manifestation of love... it became... longing...
unforgettable
I think that dating, marriage and romance have a beginning, a middle and an end. Like everything in life.
I hate when I hear that conversation:
- 'Oh, I finished the dating ...
- 'Wow, how long?'
... - 'Five years ... But it did not work ... just ended'
- Did it not ...?
Of course it did! It worked for five years, that's it.
And the good thing about life is that you can have multiple loves.
I do not believe people who complement each other. I believe in people who add up.
Sometimes you can not even give one hundred percent of you for yourself, how to charge one hundred percent of the other?
And we don't have this situation entirely.
Sometimes he is true, but he is not good in bed.
Sometimes he is loving, but he is not true.
Sometimes he is helpful, but is not employed.
Sometimes he is brawny, but is not sensitive.
We can not have all....
Perceive which aspect is the most important for you and invest in it.
"Skin" is a tricky beast. When you have "skin" with
someone , it may be the most basic position like "Dad with Mom" and ... What a delight!
And sometimes you have that acrobat sex, but that does not impress you ...
I think the kiss is very important ... and if the kiss is good... go ahead ... if not ... another drink please ... and go for a walk...
If he or she does not want you anymore, do not force the issue.
The other has the right not to want you!
Do not fight, do not call, do not get mad!
If the person is in doubt... it's up to you to wait or not.
Some people need our absence to wish our presence...
The human being is not absolute. He hesitates, has doubts and fears but if he REALLY likes you he will come back... No drama!
It's not good to have someone by your side under blackmail, pregnancy, money, family recession...
The cool thing is someone who is by your side... for you!
And vice versa.
Do not be with someone for pity either... or fear of loneliness... we are born alone... we die alone...
And our thought is ours, it is not shared if you don't want. And when you wake up, the first impression is always yours, your look, your thinking.
There are people who jumps from one romance to another. What fear is that of finding you in your own company? Liking hurts...
You will often have anger, jealousy, hatred, frustration. It's part...
Then you date another being, another world and another universe...
And things do not always go as you want ...
The worst thing is that people are afraid to get involved.
If you do not want to get involved, "date a plant." It is more predictable.
In life and in love, we have no guarantees.
Not every person who invites you to the movies is to marry...
Not every kiss is to romanticize...
Not every good sex is to date or to discard... Or to fall in love... Or to blame...
Anyway ... who said that being an adult is easy?
This is FACT!
Arnaldo Jabor
