misterwolf94

but let us see... it looks to me just a little man with a great desire... desire of being loved by the women... so pretentious... but every man is this man... because every man is a little man before love valentine... and so love needs to be dissected by the litlle man... but he so soon realizes he has to learn a lot about everything else in order to do this... and occasionally the little man turns to be something like a little sartre valentine... but occasionally valentine... because most men stay in between... neither so ugly nor so clever...

but now returning to you and your girl friend maybe... there is a so very old myth about you girls going together valentine... maybe you know it... from time to time the woman asks for some rest to Nature... and Nature decides to go rest along with her... then man disappears for a while leaving his bag of bones as to let woman some remembrance of her self... and then wolves and sheeps, fox and birds, and all the remaining living creatures approach peacefully to see woman and Nature embraced together...

it is a very old myth valentine... the best possible marriage... but later... because now the worst...

the worst possible outcome valentine... the worst of all indeed mister... oh yeah... you begin to imagine that you have achieved your goal... that you have done a very good job and that it is just a matter of time... and then you realize you were so naive and wrong... because the girl has just blocked you and definitely disallowed you to live in the same world of hers... then you must decide for your sanity valentine... and just forget... but it is not so easy to forget... because it is almost a kafka process... you dont know what you have done of so wrong and can not give or ask for explanations... in fact you know what you have done... and you know that what you have done could be taken as if coming from some guy placed anywhere between the man, mister of her heart, and the crazy... so many possibilities... but the girl decides for the worst... and you are out as a kind of freak...

and so kafka also applies to heart affairs... oh yeah... and you just need to forget...

but now there is a religion you never heard about valentine... neither your girl friend... the Book begins with a small preface spread throughout the first gold printed page... something like this...

written in honor of the woman, shall not be read by her...

woman...

the desire of being better...

the desire of writing the most beautiful letter...

une lettre d'amour sublime ...

beaute incommensurable ...

si immense qui allait devenir un texte sacre pour les hommes, qui boivent de sa source...

et un texte interdite aux femmes...

qui si elle est lue, mourraient comme des vierges...

pas trouver un homme qui pourrait leur consacrer que l'amour

que l'amour qui allait devenir l'amour souhaitee en les...

but I will fix it later valentine...

and so the most beautiful religion valentine... but you are not allowed to read that letter... but let me tell you something... you can begin the book from any point you open it... because you will be able to complete the reading with your own experience of love... and after some few lines you will discover something essencial about it... and something said in a so beautiful way that you will begin to cry... and then you will immediately want to let the book aside to return to life as the better person you began to believe you have become... but soon or later you will want to open the book again valentine...

soon or later... and sometimes you will read the book till the end... god...

but let me register for now valentine...

uma carta de amor sublime...

a sublime love letter...

de beleza incomensuravel...

of immeasurable beauty ...

tao incomensuravel que se tornaria um texto sagrado para os homens, que beberiam de sua fonte...

so immeasurable that it would become a sacred text for men, which would look for some relief in its words..

e um texto proibido para as mulheres... que se o lessem morreriam virgens...

and a forbidden text to women who would die as virgins if were going to read it ...

por nao encontrarem em qualquer outro homem aquele amor...

aquele amor que teria se tornado o amor desejado por elas...

em qualquer outro homem ou profeta valentine... god... but I will fix it later...

but love has to be said valentine...

otherwise it remains unnoticed...

and so many other words, such as sadness and despair, come to take its place...

love has to be said... but please forget that letter now... just forget valentine... at least sex can be good for your health... and at least you can make friends with the motherhood deity if you want valentine... but then it will be an everlasting intimacy as you know...