“Vulnerable am I!”
My last famous words, I screamed in the wind which as always as a good advisor, takes them away from good proposals.
But the truth is we can’t be vulnerable…it’s like being at the place of a scarecrow in a cornfield and hoping to scare criminals. Yes, sure! That’s the best way to get hit.
Today nobody is afraid to take what he wants, cost what it may, and also volatiles have evolved and they mage a stop on the scarecrow to do their needs.
Nature teaches, animals live according to its rules and humans destroy everything.
Then I’m looking for shelter inside the home, but will I be really safe?
No, maybe we shouldn’t be vulnerable and that’s it! Or it takes just a little bit to let go sometimes and catch your breath….and then back on track!
Yes, if we keep moving we won’t be easy targets anymore and at the same time we will release our worries among the sweaty droplets of fatigue.
But there’s one thing that nobody can touch…it’s our imagination.
So when I’m feeling vulnerable, I imagine myself running barefoot on a green field…without worries…. with the sun on my face….screaming at all those who have a bead:
” Eat this….eat this….eat this…… I’m not scaredddddddd”
«Ma’am…«Ma’am pardon me, are you ok?»
I feel my harm shaking and I see the train controller watching me as Elliot looked at ET the first time they met.
«Oh my god….I’m sorry I was sleeping!»
Maybe be careful not to letting yourself go to the imagination with your eyes open in public places.


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