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پنجشنبه، اردیبهشت ۲۴، ۱۳۸۸
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I wish you first that you love and that loving, also you are loved.
And that, otherwise, you are brief in forgetting and that after
forgetting, you do not keep resentments. Desire, then, that is
not thus, but that if it is, you know to be without being hopeless.
I also wish you that you have friends, and that, bad and even
inconsecuentes, is brave and faithful, and that at least there
is one who you can trust without doubting.
And because the life is thus, I also wish you that you have enemies.
Neither many nor few, in the exact measurement, so that, some times,
you question your own certainties.
And that among them, is at least one is right, so that you
do not feel too much surely.
I wish you in addition that you are useful, more nonirreplaceable.
And that at the bad moments, when it is not left more anything,
that utility is sufficient for mantenerte still on.
Also, I wish you that you are tolerant; not with that they are
mistaken little, because that is easy, but with which they are
mistaken much irremediably and, and that making good use
of that tolerance, you serve from example others.
I wish you that being young you do not mature too much quickly,
and that already mature, you do not insist on rejuvenecer,
and that being old you do not dedicate yourself to the despair.
Because each age has its pleasure and its pain and it is
necessary to leave flow between us.
I wish you of step that you are sad. Not all the year, but
hardly a day. But that in that day you discover that the
daily laughter is good, that the habitual laughter is
insipid and the constant laughter is unhealthy.
I wish that you discover to you, with Maxima urgency,
superficially and in spite of everything, that exists,
and that surrounds to you, pressed beings,
unfortunate deal with injustice and people.
I wish you that you caress a cat, you feed a bird and
you hear a finch raise triumphant its matinal song,
because this way, you will feel well by anything.
Desire also that you plant a seed, by smaller letter than is,
and you accompany it in its growth, so that you discover
of how many lives are made a tree.
I wish you, in addition, that you have money, because
it is necessary to be practitioner. And which at least
once per year you put something of that money faces you
and you say: “This is mine”, only so that it is clear
who is the owner of whom.
I also wish you that no of your affection dies, but that
if some dies, you can cry without lamentarte and suffer
without feeling guilty.
I wish finally you that, being man, you have a good woman,
and that being woman, you have a good man, tomorrow and
on the following day, and who when they are exhausted
and smiling, still on love to recommence.
If all these things got to happen,
I do not have more nothing to wish you
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