Unicuique suum
precept of Roman Law
For a curious paradox of the skeleton in the closet is a dangerous human race.
For those who ignored or did not have him, or of his concept, a clear profile is easily done: the skeleton in the closet is the materiallizazione negligent and intangible, psychic and sometimes psychedelic damage, a special, that damage that everyone says (and that's a only once in his life) or make (cause) in the life of another.
him, irreversible damage, it germinates and grows without us if n'accorga and growing and advanced process becomes slow, quiet, sneaky ( nu figli'e'ndrocchia short) to be in the depths of its generator (no, better than his creator), but became cumbersome quell'immateriale bony Lord allignante closet.
All the world, with their whole world revolves around all of them had, indeed have, a skeleton in the closet. As we just saw there was a sudden correction to the declination of the time ( had, indeed have ) concerning the Lord ribs: the need for change suddenly change time lies in the fact that "the skeleton in the closet," never is in the past (even if this species you want to turn the remote time) .
He is a curious character with certain attitudes Sometimes ferocious and other seemingly bizarre but normal, everyday life in its expanded and timeless ( another paradox ) if it is' good there in his corner and not talk, says nothing, does not nothing. It 's true, sometimes suddenly stirs as to stretch the philosophical nature, but only for a moment as knowing and being master of his mission to return immediately pacified and silent with his head (the skull) free of all thoughts. ;
He stirs not, does not speak, do not think. Are others, that its creators, that when they open the wardrobe door for him to act, think and speak for him for him.
He gazes them (carefully chosen word ), its creators, but does not see them because he always looks forward and only because we do not think that the more the cause 'has generated. There is simply no longer thinks, and this is the raw, sharp and merciless torture device that uses masterfully to give havoc to (be careful that other paradox) meat soul ( written with "t" tiny ) of its creators who can not make sense of this because they, the poor, this unexpected, embarrassing, painful, cumbersome and sickening, unwanted motion opposite rotation of their universomondo not go down, not like it because it was written in wretched self-centered egotism that their plans and their wicked souls (in the words of the Supreme) had developed.
Other scenarios were envisioned, the mean: he returned to do just that for which he was hired, he returned to play the role for which it was engaged, that he accepted them as they wanted to be accepted that in their way of taxation, if not to be coercive, and that he was not him (well not shit) and instead of wanting to intrude and soak ( here do somersaults with verbs, eh?! ) with them was limited only to bring pastries when he was invited to dinner, he ... what a drag this calling, you call Okay, who cares, let him call, he would stop making fun with history's best friend, that was not what they wanted and that he had not understood ; that he ...
Viewed as a rich and diverse collection made up? Different textures and different bills, other manufactures. Assorted styles, something for all tastes and of course, among these, surely one of them is your dirty little dear creators.
tempted to say no ( yourself ) and not to accept this reality first and then consider real. Then try to close the door in my face trying to hide, hide and seek, breathless, to find different horizons with expectations different. New acquaintances, and other exculpatory because they are unaware. Maybe even intoxicating, will seem, but you will have no chance of success because he, your skeleton in the closet will always be there. And always will be, for saeculorum omnia saecula. And so be it, you deserve it.
Someone thought, think and think, he believed, believed and believe, tried, try and try to convince to have the ability to and we can live together, and took breakfast in the morning (poor thing is so thin, but will eat!) of ingratiate himself or at least acknowledge it. He does not know however, that someone wicked, mean that the creator, so that by the power like an amoeba, a worm that solitary fills the intestine, but not being intimate and secret. That's right: the more that someone will try to ignore it or make friends of tame or more will support it - and attention - not in the flesh, which is obviously lacking, as in His Spirit, this is written with the S capital!
Greetings
SNA
PS: thinking to solve a "change of season" does not help nothing.
