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A Truth Nebula

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Ana Maria had awakened that morning he remembered an impeccable truth. Apparently it was like any other day, nothing special, had to get up, brush your teeth, look in the face without make-up and notice the dotted black marks on your skin, they were not moles, but marks of his life, pimples and blackheads in his teens ; scars from fights with his brothers dermatitis poorly maintained for sharing cosmetics with friends of the secular, and cold sores, which came after a night with a rich guy who just had met one night at a nightclub, I did not know who to blame if the brutalization by alcohol, or their desires insanely overwhelmed uncovered that morning.

The saturated steam from the shower all over the bathroom, stopped wandering reminders of the past. Closed a little hot water and cold increased, and was warm and rich, was the water slide down her naked body, the abultes their curls flattened by the weight of water, such was the grace of the subtle caress of water, entered into an ethereal state, sublime, a trance adormilante where tilitante only heard the impact of water on your skin. His mind is calmed, the warm water had relaxed more than your muscles and senses. The thoughts and ramblings that he had in front of the mirror succumbed to a state of relentless observation, not bothering anything, no disturbación or vapor that covered the whole room was distracted, however, created an environment so nebulous and unlikely the carrying experience in heaven. He felt radiant heat and then made those clouds attracting steam perfect forms, as far as moving without walking, felt his own presence would have happened in the clouds that departed bowing. Came to a paralyzing the clouds would have to light of unimaginable proportions could not see that the blinding intensity, but the feeling in the eyes of their host cells and of their being. He saw, but visualized. Not listening, but perceived. Everything was so clear yet unintelligible, his reason was off, the mind had no place in that time. He communicated with that light but it was not known and that she was accustomed to experience his own self. Could somehow be decoded in all their received signals. He revealed the truth, absolute, omnipresent, a sense of enlightenment, its true essence, your connection to the source of life. If there was energy in the Universe or God, that was it. In an instant Ana Maria could go in the sensations of his existence all the identities and experiences he had in previous lives, and feel also the future potential of your being, all what they could become if she so chose. Now everything was clear, everything made sense. Could effortlessly integrate this truth as something immeasurably real. All this emanated a sense of certainty that this truth was unquestioned, leaving him clear that the threshold of the past and future only exist in the mind of humans. It all boiled down to it, the barriers of all that was and everything that could be merged and transmuted into a condition, making their own existence. Ana Maria could see that inside lay a vast range of past and future possibilities that only made sense at that moment where I was, on what he felt in the here and now. The endless possibilities of what could be were woven into their existence. When he could understand, oh wey <<! >>, Returned sa º bollard and gently back to the bathroom, went to hunismo time of cold water that sprayed his body as a sign that he had exhausted the hot water.

<< That happened to me? Â Where was I? What a trip! >> I've never experienced anything like this even when he had eaten mushrooms or ecstasy taken with friends after going to the club. He suddenly realized he had spent 20 minutes in that trance and you must leave home to reach work on time, not carved or soap up, just dried dirt soaked to the skin, withdrawing when he passed the towel to dry. The melon-colored towel, was spotted gray as if it had faded or changed skin, and indeed it had been after his trip in the hazy sky of your bathroom.

With his hair still dripping, left his home and almost gets a whack when descending the stairs of the building while trying to fasten the shoe. Got in the car, lit it and your stomach made a noise like it was this that had made ignition, reminded him that his bowels had not and demanded breakfast snack.

He left his home and took the strip, taking advantage of red lights to get blush, shadow and outline their eyebrows. The horn driver was desperate ago made her realize she had to walk, got speed but by the pressure put claxonazos third instead of first and turned off the car abruptly. << Move! You had to be old! >> Shouted angry taxi driver who did not take it anymore and turned miserably left to go beyond it there was a small advantage in Laa spaced line of cars that were circulating in that lane. Accelerates the taxi driver to get the hard way when, pácatelas! Moquetazo puts a car on the corner of Mary and Anne makes a loud noise blow up the skull and disfigures the corner of the trunk of the Honda Civic that had taken three months ago the agency. The driver was impaled on the corner of the car and could not move, surely had peeled but could not. The Anne shook whacked but not physically hurt in his mind would happen do a myriad of events: << Now yes, I'm late, I have 15 minutes to get my card on the clock chocador, and I have a meeting first thing my boss >>. His stomach also called attention to cramps, Â were screams of hunger I have <<! >>. It seemed like everything was against him, had to wait for the insurance, dealing with the taxi driver enraged, wait until the police arrived on the scene and direct the chaotic traffic jam now.

Ana Maria was exhausted, he leaned forward it with his forehead touching the steering wheel in a maddening signal surrender. He closed his eyes and everything was spinning. The driver had already gone down and was walking resolutely and defiantly throwing insults to Ana Maria and insults are not suitable for readers of this incredible story.

Anne recalled how wonderful it had been his experience nebula in the shower and wanted to return there, with that peace and light. When he thought this, he could feel the same sensation, as if time and space to stop again and the flashing light will again communicate. There was a voice, was a knowledge that seemed intuitively and diaphragmatically inside, << can be whatever you were and you will be. Remember! Remember! >> We again be clear, it could be what was in other lives, or what other will, had the power to choose. Time is an illusion, and now she could create their own reality. Ana Maria was sure I knew from inside that she could be the medieval witch once was and could use its power, or the negotiation and Middle Eastern lidereza that led to the liberation of his people, or anything else that she conceive, if he could conceive, was for something, to choose from.

When the man fell on his window spitting rage, she looked deeply into my eyes without hearing anything, but could see the lips moving behind the glass of the taxi driver. Then said a spell << Liebe, Kraft und Freude! >> And looked at the driver with a look profound, penetrating, as if he could look into this man invoking his kindness. At that moment the man stood frozen, like a zombie, his eyes widened and more than half asleep, looked too awake. When Ana Maria dropped the glass of the door, listened, Â << okay miss? A Do nothing happened? >>. Ana Maria was shocked of what he had done, could not believe the taxi driver's account. << Miss, No. lpeme disabled, the truth is that I figured exasperated and not good! I admit my guilt, but I'll pay, not fixed! >>. Incredible, Ana Maria kept being surprised, and that emotion her stomach cramps also showed activity with audible. Then she imagined herself as a monk Theradava devoted to contemplation and experience of the divine, in that listening, << Miss, Miss, take this for shock >> was Doña Martha, a plump lady and very helpful seller of juices the peddler on the corner, gave him charity orange juice as feed the monks of the great love of people. When you feel your connection, Ana Maria then thought the board that at this time should already be starting, she imagined herself sitting there with his boss, discussing together the financial plan of the new project. Ending of thinking this, a car approaching and was his boss for not listening to the alarm had been late. Ana Maria was on time for your meeting! Â I was so happy with her revelation nebula radiating light everywhere: only requires desire and say what you want and become exactly that, and we went and what we are doing here and now, we must remember. Since then Ana Maria was very clear, in this life do not come to discover what we are, but remember what we were and will be, and so show it!

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Dr. Oscar Barrera
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