Pablo borns in Bethlehem

More than happy to start publishing after un buen tiempo que no lo hacía.. In this opportunity, I will tell the story about Pablo, a mythological figure who arrived after some unique phenomena happened with some satellites of different galaxies.

Pablo was living his life open to learn new things and meet people able to let him observe the world from a different perspective. In his previous life, he had been a wolf, going out at nights to find the right path and resting during mornings using some earplugs because of his noisy friends who surrounded him.

He reborn and his new environment turned to be less bucolic and more cosmetic. He stopped using his old and stinky sandals giving freedom to his naturally squared toenails to start wearing more sophisticated, colored socks and perfectly-cut hems that covered his callosum feet. He used to walk barefoot on rocks from his cave to the office or to visit his small and conservative family, who inherited an extraordinary amount of coins and had found joy in sharing the wealth with others. Nevertheless, Pablo didn't care about money and wanted to achieve happiness working on purifying his soul.

Regarding physical aspect, sadly most people around him were concerned about how they looked. Pablo noticed and classified the behavior as a large non-sense attachment that made people focus on less transcendental issues and pull earth evolution to a lower level. He had the crazy idea that if all human beings dedicated their times to working on their real happiness and freeing their souls from attachments, the world would be a much better place to live.

As he had walked in rough ways and traveled a lot around different civilizations, he could surf easily through new tendencies or waves as he called the current trends. He spoke to several people and was gifted to detect and classify, without letting anyone know, to which category did each fit. He had been thinking about himself for years, to spot all of his attachments and work on them, and was still working on his list. At this point, Pablo could say that he fits in the artistic category according to what Plato wrote in the banquet.

Pablo lived very genuinely, spoke with the people he wanted to, avoided other individuals who transmitted him lousy energy, ate moderately, meditated and practiced yoga. Friends who didn't understand his purpose and were too simplistic about life sometimes spotted and questioned him. He recognized that it was healthy for the world to be balanced with differently gifted people; otherwise, life would be boring, and learning opportunities would be less (information would be less explicit).

Pablo reflected that freedom is not always natural and many times the natural tendency is to look for a support point without notice. Those pinpoints end up influencing people with some pre-conceived ideas that they carry throughout their lives believing them as absolute. There is no such a special moment as when you meet someone who opens your eyes and takes those scalable layers out of your vision. In those moments is when you should raise your face, look straight at the person in front, and recognize him or her as part of your cosmos..

A way to distinguish that Pablo is writing: ".."




Napo.

Explosión Astral.

El brujo, personaje noble, de gran proceder..
Yo soy el justiciero..
Piensas con claridad..

"Siempre it bothered me people who habla en two languages at the same tiempo. Por eso que este pequeño article is dedicated to criticize the manera histriónica that habit that finally I am adopting."

Aquabelo was un alma noble y libre rondando por el mundo tratando de hacer el bien común y contagiar ese spirit of sharing with others in al altruistic way. Now, Aqu, como lo conocían los más cercanos, tenía dos opciones para perseguir.. The first one was el camino filosófico, and the second one the camino esotérico. Between both, Aqu disfrutaba más del segundo, aunque había leido mucho del primero y también era de su interest.

The only people Aqu wanted to hang out with were the ones that el consideraba almas libres y nobles. Tenía un sexto sentido para poder identificar a tales seres y probablemente say in what platonic level were they within the soul travel and reincarnation. He sometimes followed the Platonic levels to judge people in a very structured way and usually he was acertado. In the other side of the coin, there were no symbols nor value because I just wanted to add this nonsense sentence here. Other times he used Buddhism and felt karma and dharma to do that. He usually went around distributing the message of well being and superación del ser.

He decided to go to the most superficial city in the world, where most of the fallen angels lived and where he could have a greater impact. He felt he was making a huge effort but gracias a su espíritu libre, he managed to find the needed energy and conquered whatever or whoever he wanted. Mental power was huge in his life, although he was surrounded by personas que querían extinguish the fire. That is why he usually preferred to be by himself, rather than allow people to contaminate his clean aura before he could spread the good message throughout the city.

This story is to be continued, by for now nuevos angeles vienen a la vida de Aqua, atraídos por his unique aura, energy, traits and will to hacer el bien.

Because Aquabelo keeps on repitiendo.. "Lo essential is invisible to the ojos".

Prometeo remembers Benito

This is a hectic time in Pandora's box, and according to the business world, Prometeo should be doing something else, but not expressing my thoughts on this blank paper. Inspiration is scorned now and art kind of left aside. Now it seems time to make money, big money. But still, nothing changes essence. Hypocrisy becomes more sophisticated as time passes by and surrounding seems more aggressive trying to demonstrate who is better of who gets the best job. It does not matter! As Benito told Prometeo years ago: "Relax, a couple more cents now will not make the difference in your life." That is exactly what Prometeo tried to tell everybody every day, but nobody listened to him. At one point, Prometeo noticed that he was losing energy with no results and got to the point of being afraid of himself and his nature. He thought that if he stammered, he could be one of the "pigs," pigs trying to eat the world. Nevertheless, after those existentialists thoughts, he just babbled: "It might be over soon.."