The Head

It came back to become loose itself, sat down in the soil leaning itself it the wall. – The life is thus same. It said. – Good for some, suffered for others. We participate of a incoherent reality, based in the opposites. The good and the evil, love and hatred, pain and pleasure, life and death. This is the reality of the human being, living always in conflict with the opposites, a civilization and a society that we create in them thinking to be only the possible one to live itself. Or I must say, to survive? Aldo kept silent and the two had been some time if aiming.

It calculated that perhaps it was reflecting on its words and at the same time analyzing its behavior. Finally, it said: – My name is Aldo. you, which is your name? The young woman fungou, passed the hands for the hair and answered: – Lara. It shook the head. – Pretty name. You already know which you are my problems.

I can know its? – What matters? – It is does not matter. But, we can in giving the hands to them and shooting them together, what he finds? Lara looked at for the soil and later it raised face, with the distant look. – I do not have intention to kill me – How not? Seated there of that skill! – I confess that I thought about this, but do not have courage! – Which are your reasons? – I fought with my boyfriend, also with my parents and left house. – As I, you feel myself disillusioned with the life. How coincidence, thus finding in them! I go up here of time in when touching violo, looking at for the sky, the infinite, but today I went up, I do not know why! In the truth I also am not with this idea to finish with the life.