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Joel @silver-joe

Death awaits us at the end of our days, in the meantime let’s make the choices that allow us to look it in the eye.

Each person is not only himself, he is also the unique point, very special, in each important and remarkable case where the phenomena of the world intersect, only once like this and never again.

For you my beloved, my heart overflows with immense love; and I’m going to die and my greedy eyes yearn to see the wonder of your beauty.

Tengo vuestro nombre dentro del corazón como un cascabel, y cada vez que me estremezco el cascabel se agita y suena de dentro de mí su dulce nombre.

Sunday to wear this because it says it on the elastic.

Finally Friday. FF

Shirt ready! Where are my pants?

Do you like my flip-flops?🩴

Blessed is he who, away from the bustle and daydreaving of the court, condemns himself to a voluntary exile and lives happily in it.

I never thought that being free would make me so happy.

Procrastination is my passion.

Only consciousness makes the inert matter breathe, speak, love and fear. The body in essence is a vehicle of the soul, given to satisfy its innumerable material desires.

Everything we have thought and done during life, leaves an impression on the mind, and the total sum of these impressions will determine our thoughts when we die.

Finalmente es viernes.

Happy Mother’s Day.

Feeling the sun's rays in the morning is magical.

La existencia del ser.

We start another day full of energy.

Lo malo: hambre, lo bueno: cocino delicioso.

🫶🏻🫰🏻 Yo no comencé cuando nací, ni cuando fui concebido. He estado creciendo, desarrollándome, durante un incalculable número de milenios... Todos mis yoes previos me hacen sentir sus voces, sus ecos, sus impulsos... ¡Oh, un incalculable número de veces volveré a nacer!

Everything is temporary, except the way we make people feel. That's forever.

For me, food is a moment of connection with the present and loved ones.

Talking and shutting up and dancing with me A distant sorrow That reaches my soul and becomes affection The boy with the sad eyes He lives alone and needs love

Con pena pero lleno de amor.