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And again I find myself thinking about the time as an entity that flows and changes, which passes over all and raises everything he encounters, changes and evolves, it is never static, is mysterious and intriguing, fascinating and wonder from time to time, is not a time to talk about the conditions and climate changes, but blocks of multi-varied, are space-time elements that are dressed in seconds, minutes, hours to training days and months and years, like a sleight of hand anyone surprised when it becomes fluid, liquid and wash all the evil that is generated by human cruelty, other times it slows down everything, put a spoke in the wheel and sends air plans and dreams, you know then become immense and deep as the sea that contains precious treasures, ancient secrets, but also emotions and memories, experiences, laughter and tears, other times it is perceived as a block rather bulky and heavy, solid, hard as granite, hard to carry around in our lives but maybe it's the same time allowing us this luxury ... other times it becomes rarefied and ethereal as the air we breathe because there gets out of hand, you can not keep him because slips through your fingers like a handful of sea sand that just leaves a trace of salt.
Despite everything I like to think that the time may be an entity and can become endless, eternal, indivisible, that has been able to donate its generous fruit sometimes bitter and sometimes sweet and succulent and can re-live them in our in our memory and imagination, breaking down every limit and every wall, every strength, every limit break any armor and any obstacle and take unexpected and unpredictable variations, bright.