Hasta Que La Muerte put asunder!

He still could not totally astounded. The latter were more than the minutes, and these more than the hours. There was no valid references, all was confusion. I had never experienced similar circumstances, where the simplest approach was further clouded by the dark and evil. Everything takes on a completely unknown, which until a while ago was the only relevant, suddenly ceased to be to become "almost-an anecdote. This magnificent machine that produces the facts of life with those elements have achieved sifted again and again certain issues, looked overwhelmed with too little of something new, yet could not per se, to go to meet this new beginning happen. It seemed that at his age, he had the conviction, knew everything, and a hatchet natural intespetivamente had taken to a place no thought for the time-and-junk.
The traveler had not had an easy life, however the time has eroded a scheme in place and leveled with established concepts, which exposed the fragility of being. Breached its essence was needed to restore everything that was happened to be questioned and ambiguities sprang covertly, asking something else.
A stealthy silence took over his home and his keen mind, led to a welcome breath of new attributes to their intelligence that desperately needed redoing. Almost without delay and without fear, dug into their experiences and nodded to himself that such fears were not. He had all the inclination to tackle some concept to its credit something stale and did not hesitate to rectify. Glimpsed walking through new arenas and new always feel that what should be welcomed.
He had faced other means which could, with strenuous efforts succeed, and they discover that nothing could be eternal, all merited a time of pain sometimes, other uncertainties, but always managed to rescue new elements that would add to their experience and This generates a unique experience, unique. He had learned that this was the mode. It was inevitable.
There was mourning the dead, but enjoyed the living, had trouble accepting the complaints at the wrong time and was allowed to be with the other, what was it. Its existence was all wore genuine, unaware, perhaps becoming-other that will surely going to propose. Although not stopped at the exegesis of what was to come, only deeply felt what was happening, no littering, all was because he thought necessary. In this transition, learning was the most expected result.
The knowledge did not frighten him, in circumstances so surprised, but not shrink from such an event. The sequence of this was their capital and know. It boasted of it, I tasted every minute and over and over again distilling lessons learned, and improvements.
Sensing perhaps his willingness to live in the vastness of everyday things, not letting what will surely not return. Why then, let it go? Everything was new at every turn, as recently as ancient. And in this coming and going, the meantime they happen. And the days pass. With them, us.
It is therefore unlikely that it was not experiencing anything that had happened, as tempting as inferred dull. In both instances, the restless eyes and other secrets revealed to her new teaching inhabit his credit. This gave him a relish, that excited him and made him full, almost other-just-think his life was meaningless. Therefore the exact death was the result of living a passionate life. Do not notice her, he ignored it. Denied its existence, not allowed to hinder their walk decided, after that, nothing, the absent, what was not said, which is not loved, which was ...
He bet the whole, freedom-sometimes-conditioned, to responsible love, being united, the staunch friend to the effect that they did great, the love of yesterday, today and forever ... until death put asunder!