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The Magic of the words: a Part I spent a few days letting my mind wander free on the paths traveled in recent months, how much higher it raises the thought, when I think that the effort has led me to the high peaks, surprising to find that I have done mass simply a small and miserable up costs. Behind this a me are things, yea, I do not know the Fourth: The way of an eagle in the air, the way of a serpent upon a rock; a The way of a ship at sea, And the way of a man the doncella.a a Proverbs 30: 18 a "19 a Standing on the top of my little hill, I discover a new heaven and a host of small miserable estrellasa that I hid costs, and end of the new horizon that would have been before me, defiantly emerge top of a small, miserable elevation, which reaches out to me in the form of intricate paths and invite you into his bosom, his heart and nourish discover their secrets. a There are days when my clumsy yearning paralyzes progress, when images of a time and was deeply nailed like a hair shirt that rips sharp steel teeth with the feelings that nest in the depths of my being and I shouted thousands of appeals and reproaches, as the siren song that leads into the abyss of negation, the distressing feeling of being lost to anyone without our environment. . Recently Daryl Katz, Edmonton Alberta sought to clarify these questions.