OUR WORLD!!!

Our world is a disgusting and battered shadow of other worlds with their own living generations as people, occupying all the place belonged to them within their own families.

In those worlds, it was self-reported life strictly and even little tight but what elevates which guides were encouraged and proposed balanced clear visions about the future ... Their bases were sustained by the mother figure and the father, Images trying at all costs to harmonize and reduce the existential conflicts of the new generations. The father was a symbol of strength and wisdom. The mother figure of the cancellation, transformation and love. Between them, trust accorded to life and integrated all deep towards human soul.

The injustice was related to flattery, but what elevates, subservient to those images that infantilized youth and extreme responsibilities required them, rejecting their sensuality and sexuality as sospechozas activities and high-risk societies .... It was rejected, suspicion, nullification of emotions, including to prevent friendships with strangers. Adults lived blocking and diverting the energy and vitality that young people had need to release. This is how he lived, that was the generalized form of perceiving and understanding life in those other worlds on our planet.

What else could be done?

A mutation arose: Many false criteria passed in frank and aberrant covertir lies and advanced awareness within the whole world and the energy of a human inner strength became an outcropping deep authentic personality was wiping fog castrated world , exclusive and full of appearances minimized ...

Old values ​​tumbled from their pedestals and the collapse was inevitable Figures of yesteryear were unable to transmit light: They had to accept that educated their youth to the upturned generations. Protests emerged and proposals, appeared the great inner revolution. These values ​​and those new positions, involving many adults who because of his lies had lost their religiosity and their feelings and joined the rejection of cold logic and analytical rigid personality and was about to agonize ...

Exchange movements came very quickly: The Hippies and flowers in the rifles with their motto of love and peace, wiped out the older generation trying to find your soul in a world of fatigue, fear, lies and great emotional distress. ..

However, Hippies, would also die very soon crushed: They took his place, but his big move never llegò: The flowers withered and the rifles of the world returned to rattle. The headbangers grew and became vagrants, drug addicts and hallucinated. Never had a worldview that both refuted and fought, were defeated by the computer revolution, by force of mass comunication by technologic advances. Technocrats and scientists identified as the resentful, vagrants, beggars and criminals.

The large current Revolutionary period, the fractals, the lasser-rays, the cloning of the quantum advances and genetic make combat dream that next will be virtual and will target the rogues end pseudodirigentes, as has happened and is happening in many parts of the world and the true revolutionary heroes who will support and encourage the creative spirit for the world to come will be to have plenty of time to achieve the full development of themselves and that will lead to vagrancy poetics a million smart to be very capable of change and change the world, taking it out of the shadows of decay, cannibalism and ignorance that have been installed for quite a while ...

-I thought I heard something ...
jumped out of bed, put on her robe and ran to the window facing the garden. Rang the doorbell and suddenly a stranger stood before him:
'Good evening greeting.
- A horn! Què is what you want at this hour of the night?
-My car broke down ...
After uttering shouts and threats finally felt ashamed and decided to have him home, it was a strange but its appearance was not bad.
- What do you want? What I can help him?
-I need to make a phone call, if you will allow me ...
-Yes, take the phone above-noted ahì nearby furniture. Make it quick because I'm going back to sleep ...
He was right, his lack of tact made him look like a crabby and moody man. On the contrary to good Christian who was said to be.
The character ended the call and politely said goodbye.
-I owe you? I am indebted to you ... Many thanks.
Not at all. Do not say that, it was nothing. Only it's too kindly night, fired him ... In the distance we heard a car started and pulled away ... When he returned to the cabinet where was the telephone, he realized that the call had been recorded on the answering machine tape. His stomach churned. He pressed the button and the call is repeated:
-Alò
'Good evening, sir ...
-Ah! you are, what you want? asked wearily.
-I have some news. But I do not want anything going to happen. I heard the worst that has happened so far. So get ready, my friend ...
-Relax, do not do anything stupid voice said almost pleading. Do not tell me over the phone.
- I can mention something short?
- Say fast! - Ordered.
-I am very near the barn that, which is almost next to the village church.
- I see! What about that? 'He said sulkily.
-Soon worst will happen in less than an hour ...
Heard a clang and comunication was interrupted. The owner of the house, he sat with the phone in hand, looking at the recorder with a great fear. What would the worst was to happen, he thought invaded feeling of helplessness. He looked at the wall clock. It was past midnight. I look for the keys to his car, quickly changed clothes, covered with a good coat and immediately left for the Church. That phone call was a risk to the community of the county. Although his mind was in a whirl, she get it calm while driving his car at high speed. What would happen? - He asked desperately. Who would have done something terrible in your neighborhood?. I try to think of all the people who could make a bad action or commit some villainy. Her head began to fill with names and faces, same as multiplying as fast with that thought. The list seemed endless. I was now realizing that in his county had many evil people living directly and indirectly harming others. The town was full of ruffians. While driving, mirò the clock, 30 minutes had passed. Finally, the Church llegò, approached in his car to a crawl, the abandoned stable. This was on bare ground. At that time there was silence. It was Sunday. There were no signs of people on the street, only some smoke coming out of chimneys. He stopped the car. Under with a flashlight in hand lighting the way. Emepezaron dogs barking in the porches of the houses that were nearby. He pushed the door and entered the old barn, which was next to a wide sidewalk. Gradually and by the light of the lantern, his eyes distinguished several farm waxing, leaning against a wall. In a corner was rusted pipes and chimneys several mounds of junk, shovels, wrenches, old, broken braziers, doors, pots, pans twisted. More to the bottom, rubber wheels, tires and horseshoes. All was silence and stillness. More focused flashlight inside, and suddenly heard a strange sound. From the rafters, hung a large cage anchored by a strong rope attached to a clamp. The sound is again heard with much more clarity. Illuminated the cage and ran into a white skinned nude woman sitting inside the enrrejado uttering incomprehensible words and looking helpless with large dark eyes irritated. She was totally helpless. He saw that there was abuse. He fell to his knees, pale and trembling and doubled in tears in pain ... made a supreme effort to get his cell phone and dialed the police headquarters.
-I ... I call ... 'said babbling-send a ... am ... urgently bulancia and a patrol ...

It took several weeks and a police report was as follows:
'It's a mad, white, no one wanted to help her family in the village. No one took responsibility for it, or give to the authorities and so the cage were in that barn ... was a woman who was not aware of the world in which he lived. She was cursed, mad and sick. Case over. No punish those guilty ...

Who could believe such lies?
Do not men of the village went to the barn all the time to look for tools?
What if women reported anything?
Was not the church near the barn?
Why no one opened the cage to get that poor woman from thence?