A Moment of Reflection
by Lilia M. Fiallo
Yes, there are good and wonderful people! People who give themselves to others without hesitation. People who are capable of dreaming, creating and living healthily, anointing with their good deeds the world that surrounds them. They always give the best of themselves; they are good by nature without flaunting material greatness, they are spiritually rich; everything they do and everything they think, carries its original stamp, these are people who, as if by magic, transform a moment of anguish into tranquility because their charisma and their voice break boundaries with their innate haven of peace and tenderness.
In his mind there is no room for resentment, envy, or revenge. What happens, happened and is forgotten, tomorrow is a new day, everything will be better and so it will be.
It seems that this type of people said: friends? Known maybe, let the water run. I am me. As long as I live, I will give my best, and is what, matters. When it I am gone everything will be different for now let’s live the true essence of life.
Those people who know that the passage through life is ephemeral, that living healthily and without complicating life is better and quieter, perhaps unintentionally, they leave a mark.
You can be without friends, without: -I like-, without comments; this assessment seems to be embedded in a square; it is NOT like that.
The true essence of being is there in the total, selfless and self-denying delivery, that condition that is sorely lacking in the current moments.
Thinking with a cool head and logic if before the communication was opened to the world through the internet, we lived with problems, now, the harshness and coldness of absurd realities is the order of the day moving backwards.
From where, from the night to the morning appeared friends? Direct entry in to the so-called social Networks, with friendships that we usually do not know with characters, suddenly fictitious, to whom we give all our private information in public from A to Z to realize late the tremendous mistake. It is like giving the soul to the devil ending with tranquility. Countless people who have a public or private life have fallen into these networks causing serious consequences.
It is better to think to act and no act to think. What is written, written is and although it is erased. It is there. It’s like a wound that healed but that’s where the scar was. This is speaking of us, and what can we say about our children who are not watched over by their friendships and the risks to which they are exposed due to their naivety and foolishness? Manu subjects to reconsider and analyze, how much do we neglect the tranquility and peace in the home?
Is it that the current moments are different? I thinks it is the man who has changed the logical rules of coexistence for their own convenience, cost what it costs and above all. Could it be not that all past time was better? I a way I say yes, because it is better to live in peace.
Lilia M. Fiallo was born in Bogotá, Colombia, where, between tasks and free time, she found a place to write about subjects, somehow forgotten by others. With gold letters engraved in her memory, she began her working life, in the heart of the technical part, of the air traffic control of her native country. In the midst of aeronautical phraseology and codes, the world of aviation gave her one of the highest experiences, because of the precision required by this craft, where a single mistake could cost many lives. It is there, where in her concern to communicate her ideas, she begins to write with dedication, themes a little relegated by society, the Church and the State. Discovering a truth that nobody wants to talk about, but much more real and everyday, than it seems. It is thus, as it appears, her first work, “Parir por parir”.
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