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What did they tell you?

If you were born in a village in Mongolia, you would watch the cattle on the mountain Tavan Bogd and happiness to you would be that you all bovine animals on the issue, that warming his bare feet in their dung, believed to the Buddha and holidays, would cheer for your favorite wrestler , the strongest in the village ..
If you were born on the island of Jolo in the Philippines, from an early age to eat fish and hunted pearls, your dreams were blue, strong lungs, your joy would be people with white hats that will give you a handful of bills for a handful of pearls and days where the sun light refracted on the surface of the water, while with his friends playing hide and seek in your single toy – a sunken wreck from World war II.
If you were a football player local club from Renton, Scotland, your happiness would be to give a goal. For your buddy goalkeeper to miss. For both of them, happiness would be that you go the club from Somerset Parka..a later when maybe..who knows and boys from Bradford City. On weekends, you should drink per liter Kentish ale-I, someone would have spent the night with the girl with a cigarette and talked about the great plans that will pluck out your nowhere.
If you were a student of ballet in Paris, lived it for this that you enroll in the Conservatoire national supérieur de musique et de danse de Paris …
But you were born in Bosnia, only one of the points on this planet, which many – who live on the other counts, they have never heard.
You were born in Bosnia, there is no better nor worse than many places were people live.
A strange game of chemistry and compatibility, you could have been born as a mole; and the happiness is when you find the large worms underground.
Or as the blue whale. Wander the South Seas and all day swallow huge amounts of water, would not he be lucky if only for the swallow and about 40 million shrimp.
Or as a pet? cat ..pigeon? To the whole world watching through the bars, detained in a comfortable fleeting madness, pervaded by continuous cycle devouring and shit.
But..born you as a man, in Bosnia.
They told you it was heavenly. As well as that of Moroccans said the Sahara mother ..Or that Hawaiians are told that people are children of dolphins ..
They told you that it’s better when you do not think its own head..Like  a shepherd from Mount Tavan Bogd knows that the Buddha the best of the best.
They told you that there is no more beautiful woman than Bosnian..Nigerian also think about their ..
What did they tell you? Do you know who you are at all ..


I hate people.
Or perhaps love?
Imagine this: you are a child, you read a lot of stories and fairy tales and it seems to you that the world is waiting for a truly memorable.
Then you grow, you learn, one knows that the world is not a pretty tale and that these badly screwed.
Compare these two worlds and not ever capable of only one, because somewhere you know that people can be much better.
But they did not, and it pisses you off, limits, pain, because really want to love. All people. I called them and they to you, as in a fairy tale (or at least in their happy endings)
The planet has enough aces in the hole that we are all fucking to her whim. Nature itself is sufficiently complicated for us, the people.
What would be a good idea that all people are good.

Do not.
I hate them that are not.
And I’d like them, only that they are. This big was missing.
And who knows how many of them who hate because they do not like and could – but do not give them a second.
Where is the start..In fairy tales?
Maybe they are a crime?
Perhaps in their conspiracy. Seeds of hope are guaranteed to grow in a big disappointment.
Maybe someone intentionally, accidentally, without brain..from knee to knee, transferred to seed false hope?
Perhaps it is better that children do not read anything before bedtime?
Perhaps it is better to immediately provide Xanax.
Xanax is less venom than a fairy tale.