wisdom here i come...

Sometimes i walk the avenue and get surprised ,
the way i make myself surprised.
There's always something diferent, i.e. somehow the buildings
aren't so tall, the streets stretch, some stain appears in the wall,
a new direction sheet metal appears, the cat that sneaks the garbage isn't black,
the lady that pull the child off road, the kids that dont play outside arent there,
the smell of the first rain drops mixes cars C02, that under construction road still there,
there's no so much people in that fashion store, the TV volume at the BAR stills high,
the fireman main sirene cant be heard, i must climb up where i did climb down,
the traffic is so dense, red light green light, i had to run....
my muscles dont seem to follow me....

i wake up... must to work out.

the time

"i don't have the time"
"my time has gone"
"as time goes by"
"time after time"
....
these are like pursuiters of our life; this measure, this clock just doesn't stop;
And why in world would we like to stop the clock, " stop the world from spinning round".
there are lots of moments that we would like preserve for ever, or to visit it once in a while,
or even to remake it;
But somehow we have to hang in on, and simply remember, accept, prospect... to live!
such a surprise, today is complete financial crises, banks and companys bankrupcy, tomorrow everything will return to the same.... everyone is proclamed saint... politics, CEOs etc.
So there's always someone wining, in every possible time, that will rule soon or later.
But we know the behaviour is cyclic. With a bit of time we can go on history, to understand why
the power distribution is cyclic based and knowledge based;

At the end: time means nothing and everything, should we understand the true meaning during our lives.....if we ever get it...

THE PASSENGER IV

- ATCHUMMMMM !!!!
-Gesundheit- said a weak female voice that came from its back. -Got a cold, huh?

Thx. Usualy i dont get cold so easy. But to whom am i talking to?-said Mr P. - the moonlight is so intense...

-So you are talking now?!? ah ah. I am the Mother of The Night. My name is EVE.- so Eve continued.

-Ocasionally i let someone to recognise me, so i suppose you're a lucky one...

-I am cold and tired to travel, how can i be lucky?- he asked confused but laughing.

-Well your're still walking, and soon i leave you,.. so you can enter into my brother and sisters domain, i mean dawn, and morning...

-What,...er.... morning is your sister?...

-That are all details, my fellow traveler... the important thing here is to face the dawn as you've never did.

-But how can i find my path???? my true path? thats my important thing now!- continued Mr P confused.

- That, you'll have to ask, as soon as you get near my sisters....... but dont get to ancious.... see you around.

Another cold windy breeze blowned towards the snowed trees that sudendly got darker, a sudden night silence had begun then. Mr P had finally found a small rock cave where rested and sleeped as fast as that...