We do some things, we have some ways, we so wedded to the principles and values ​​that seem a sect

CULTS I belong

Sometimes when I look around, I see with sadness that I am left alone, unfortunately only in some of my most sacred customs and I get to ladolorosa costumbres.Y but inevitable conclusion that I am in the small group of members of various sects, almost extinct.

Belong, for example, the sect of those who love poetry, read it, write it and, more rarely, dedicated to loved ones on special occasions. When I peeked into the world of rhyme, rhythm and verse, the world believed in the scent of the flower, the message of the stars and the musical cadences of words. Love was a poem and the world fit in a verse. Today, all that is behind us and to find someone with the same interests you have to go to small meetings, if we continue as we are, will soon be declared secret.

As fate also belong to the sect of those who greet all the way. When I know. When I do not know. When I answered. When looking at me suspiciously. He who refuses to answer. By that I never answer. He who answers with a smile. The one is surprised that anyone even health. And also, if only for the last time the lady who runs away terrified that confuses me a lovesick passer and rude.

I am of the sect that does not change the reading of a book by any other plan semana.A end of those who are not going to party because the music volume keeps you from talking to their friends. To those who are able to have fun without taking drink. A sect of those who fell in love with one woman for life.

I belong to the sect of those who can see in every old man to his father in every woman to her sister in every old woman his mother and every man his brother.

I must say that I am not enrolled in these unique sects. By force of circumstances and changing times, now belong to the group of those who believe that someday we can do politics without money, win elections without agreement and to hold public patronage in which he serves the people with no other aspiration than of winning a living wage.

It converts almost a cult. One of these days, probably soon, will be cleared for lack of membership. I anticipate that I'll stay in it if I have to pay the penalty of being a militant lonely and bored.

BY: ALEJANDRO RUTTO MART? NEZ

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