The wound

The shepherd doesn’t lament the lost of a sheep,
because he will loose the whole drove.
The farmer doesn’t lament the pain of the plague, inundation or the drought,
because he will loose the whole harvest.
The old tree doesn’t lament the ray amputates its branch,
because he will die.

Why worry for the happened?
Can I go back to the past and avoid the damage?
Can I solve it with my pain and my rage?

To preoccupy for the wound
is to open it more,
do it more painful,
impede its cicatrisation,
make consequences for the future.

The great wise closes the wound.
The great wise calms the pain.
The great wise accelerate the cicatrisation.
The great wise avoids the consequences.

The great wise doesn’t preoccupy: he cures his wounds.
The old tree doesn’t preoccupy: make several branches
where the ray removed one.

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The human happiness is not obtained through great luck, which happens only few times, but through little things which happens every day. Benjamín Franklin

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The tombs is opening at every moment and is closed forever. Chiness proverb.

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Just do at every moment like if every minute of your life is the last. Fernando Sánchez Dragó.

Now

What wise is the drop of water!
It falls off from the snow,
it falls over the streamlet,
it travels over the river.

Every moment of its life
it is in a different place.
It can’t go back
and it can’t advance more quickly.

What wise is the old tree!
It buries being a seed,
it sprouts roots on the ground,
it raises toward the sky.

Every moment of its life
does what every moment requires.
It can’t yearn the food of yesterday,
and it can’t desire the food of tomorrow.

I can’t possess the past,
I can’t possess the future.
I can’t possess the previous second,
I can’t possess the next second.

My life is composed of time
and due that I must enjoy it.
I know the time I have consumed,
but I don’t now my remaining time.

I can’t waste part of my life
contemplating the lapsed life.
I can’t waste part of my time
imagining the remaining.

Now is all that I possess,
and this I can’t misspend.
Now I live; after I don’t know.
I will live this instant like it is the last instant of my life.

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Don’t be preoccupied because of tomorrow, because tomorrow will be concerned with its own things. Every day brings its own things. Christ

Illusions

The old tree can’t enjoy the sun of tomorrow.
The old tree can’t drink the rain of tomorrow.
The drop of water can’t anticipate to the flow of the river.

Can I anticipate to the time?
Can I live now the next second?
Can I travel to the future and modify it?

I have involved illusions to my life
that have filled my soul with preoccupations,
that have filled my mind with fantasies and confussion,
that have disquieted my inside peace,
that have stolen part of my life.

I’m cheating myself creating a ghost that it is not.
I’m cheating myself creating a future that it is not visible.
I’m cheating myself creating now a tomorrow.
Can I know what will happen the next second?

If it is impossible to create and to forecast the future,
why I am a fool? Why I am wasting the time with illusions?
I won’t stumble again watching and imaging the horizon.

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To long for the past is to run besides the wind. Russian proverb

Memories

No creature can drink the water of yesterday.
No creature can eat the food of yesterday.
No creature can feel the feeling of yesterday.
No creature can live the day of yesterday.

The old tree can’t recover the leaf that was fall off this morning.
The drop of water can’t pass again the same place
where the river transport it an instant ago.

Can I recover the past?
Can I live again the previous second?
Can I move back in the time and modify it?

I poison myself with memories
that carry me more solitude,
that cover my heart with sadness,
that infect my soul with preoccupations,
that fill my mind with fantasies,
that steal me the present,
that remove me a part of my life.

The memories are the ghosts of the past;
It pullulate and maraud in my life,
but you can catch it.

The memories are mirages that show the errors.
The memories are mirages that teach a true.
The momories are mirages that you must forget.

If the past can’t regress,
Why I waste my time reminding?
I won’t stumble because of to see the past.

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If it has remedy, why do you are preoccupied. If it has not remedy, why do you are preoccupied?. Chinese proverb

The inevitable

The old tree can’t avoid the nesting over its branches.
The old tree can’t stop the pass of the sun.
The old tree can’t capture the spring.
The old tree can’t call to the clouds.

The old tree can’t throw he birds.
The old tree can’t hurry to the moon.
The old tree can’t expel to the winter.
The old tree can’t abbreviate the drought.

The old tree knows what’s imposible,
and thus agrees.
It never despairs nor fights against the inevitable.
Therefore it is wise and survives.

I’ll act according the wisdom of the old tree:
I won’t despair never against my troubles.
If I can solve it, I’ll do it serenely.
If I can’t solve it, I’ll leave it to pass like the storm leaves.

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The big mistake that the doctors commits is to try the cure of the body without to try the cure of the soul; nevertheless, soul and body are one and it should not be treated separately. Platon

The roots

If the roots of the tree is falling ill
the whole tree is falling ill.
If the roots of the tree is drying
the whole tree is drying.

If my soul is falling ill
my whole body is falling ill.
Soul and body are one;
root and tree are one.

The preoccupation is the disease of the soul.
The disease of the soul is the disease of the body.

I’m preoccupying:
I’m poisoning my soul;
I’m poisoning my body.

I’m my ilness or my doctor:
I will cure my soul of preoccupations;
I will cure my body of illnesses.

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The preoccupation can turn on sick the person most vigorous. Dale Carnegie

The health

The chilly and crude winter comes,
and is pestering over the great forest.
The trees losses its leafs;
the plants perishes under the snow.

The chilly wind walks like a ghost;
the overwhelming snow harasses the souls.
The old and wise juniper
conserves its immortal spring.

I have sow many sicks,
whith their somber faces,
whith their distressed pains,
with their stink of death.

I have watched their shearing hair,
their damaged hearts,
their creaking and jamming bones,
their perforated stomach
and their premature aging.

The terrible winter of the preoccupation
is constantly pestering over this forest.
The human is sickening and grieving;
the weak people is maddening and suicides.

I don’t want this winter of preoccupations;
I don’t want this winter of evil.
I want the old and wise juniper,
and to conserve my immortal spring.

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Never you despair in the middle of the most afflictions of your life, because from the most black clouds is falling a clean and fertile water. Chinese proverb.

The labyrinth

I have a great wound in my heart.
My soul tears with the suffering.
My eyes suffocate within an ocean of tears.

Inside my peace the adversity is infiltrated.
I have problems, which devours me.
I have fought
but my preoccupations defeats me.

At the beginning it was a hard blow;
now, the blows are numberless.
The path is turned on tangled:
I’m inside a labyrinth!

What path do I must choice?
The path doesn’t matter
because I will be totally lost.

What do I must do?
It is not matter,
I will finish do nothing.

I’m desperate!
I don’t know where I must go.
I don’t know what I must do.

What foolish I am!
I have built labyrinths in my life
and I never got out it!

But I have now the wisdom of the centuries:
The human is preoccupied by meaningless things.
The human exaggerates their troubles and thus accepts it.
The human fantasizes and finally he despairs.
The human knows his evil,
but he is stupid and he likes it.

I’ll never fall into the habit of make labyrinths.
I won’t more importance to my troubles,
and thus, my troubles won’t multiply.
I won’t think on my troubles,
and thus, I’ll avoid the desperation.

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The past thing has fled, which you wait is absent, but the present is yours. Arabic proverb

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Some people acquire as bad costume to be unhappy. T.S. Elliot

The whirlpool

Damned the great whirlpool of the preoccupation!
It catches to the human from a distance,
it scares and amazes him,
it drags him to its inside,
it submerges him and expels him too late.

Many times, I created myself whirlpools of preoccupations,
Many times, I have been captured from a distance.
Many times, I have scared and amazed.
Many times, I have been dragged to its inside.
Many times, I have been submerged.

Only I have created whirlpools of preoccupations
in the beautiful river of my happiness!.
Only I am the guilty of my downfall!.
Only I am the dog that himself bites his tail,
the dog that knows the pain and the wasting time
and is submerged in the vicious circle!.

I will create a new habit:
I won’t be captured by my own whirlpools.
How can I be saved?
I will convert the whirlpool on froth,
because only I create or destroy
the size and the power of my preoccupations.

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Many people loses the small happiness while they waits the great happiness. Pearl S. Buck

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Apart from the physical suffering, is there another pain that catch us like our own thoughts?. And, who provides to the thoughts the weapons which the thoughts attacks or defends us?. We suffer with the very pain less than the way we accept it. Maeterlink.

I'm preoccupied

If the old tree is preoccupied by the drought
it doesn’t deepens its roots and perishes.
If the old tree is preoccupied by the illness
it doesn’t fight for its health and perishes.

Sickly: every creature fights for his health.
Thirsty: every creature fights for his water.
Hungry: every creature fights for his nourishment.
Preoccupied: only the human consumes himself.

The first thing I learned was to cry,
and today I’m crying.
I cry because of my problems,
I cry because of my failures,
I cry because of the dead people ,
I cry because of my past,
I cry because of my future,
I cry because I want:
I’m preoccupied because I want.

Thirsty people laughs,
hungry people laughs,
sickly people laughs,
mutilated people laughs,
poor people laughs,
old people laughs:
the people more unfortunate laughs.
Then, Why I’m preoccupied?
I’m preoccupied because I want.

My preoccupations are tiny,
but I turn it on giants.
Small: I squash it.
Big: It squash me.

I will convert my preoccupations in ants,
because my preoccupations are really ants.
I will kill the habit of exaggerate
and I will be the slave of the happiness.
Never again I will burn
in the great fire of the preoccupations.
Never again I will be sickly
because of the illness most ancient
and extended existing.

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Know yourself. Oracle of Delfos

The self-analysis

Wonderful is the wisdom of the old tree,
who, knowing itself,
discards its diseased leafs
in order to give new healthy leafs.

Wonderfull is the great wise,
who, discerning between the well and the evil,
and knowing himself,
acts like the old tree.

Here you are the bigger wisdom:
only knowing myself I will can perfect myself,
as the great wise perfect himself;
as the old tree perfect itself.

I will analyze every day on my life,
my behaviour and my acts.
I will select my mistakes:
I will select my bad habits.
I will choice one of this habits
and I will repeat constantly the opposite habit
until the bad habit is dead.
Thus, like the old tree,
I will know which of my leafs are ill,
I will discard these leafs and I will sprout new healthy leafs.

Such it is the secret of the perfection.

Phrase

A minute without smile is a wasted minute. Be codicious with the time that you have given. Rafael Hernampérez

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The human is an animal of habits. Javier Mahillo

The habits

I watch my life, and I see piece of desert.
I see a piece of abandoned ground.
I see grow the seeds of bad herbs that the wind bring me.
I see the envy, the avarice, the cheat, the preoccupations and the failures.

I was slothful and unconcerned.
I was envious and avaricious.
I was false and loser.
I was this because of I have lamented this.

I have eared, but I have not listened;
I have learned, but I have not cultivated
the great wisdom from the great cultivators of the past.

I’m the owner of my life,
and all that I sow in it,
it will be I will get.

I have sowed misfortunes, and I have got misfortunes.
I have sowed preoccupations, and I have got preoccupations.
I have sowed failures, and I have got failures.

But now I will sow love, and I will get love.
I will sow harmony, and I will get harmony.
I will sow triumphs, and I will get triumphs.

I am the owner of my life,
but I am the slave of my habits.
I can sow in my life,
but only the seeds that my habits order me.

By this, I will choose my habits;
by this, I will choose my owners.
Having good habits
I will sow good yields.
Having bad habits
I only will sow deserts.

A habit born from a constant repetition,
and this habit kills other habit in order to possess me.
If I repeat the failure constantly
the triumph will dead, and I will dominated by my new owner.
If I repeat the success constantly
the defeat will succumbs, and I will slave of my new owner.

I’m the owner of my life,
and all that I sow in it,
it will be I will get.
I’m the owner of my life,
but I’m the slave of my habits.