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Draw Me Love - last test

Dear Instantiens last part of the story (which has three ...)
read before: Draw Me Love - first test
Then ...: Draw Me Love - second test

... He looked at the little girl, trying to guess what could be the love for her.
Was it a huge red heart, a beautiful pink or even a sparkling star ... He imagined all sorts of things, but the look of the little girl began to darken. It was as a storm passed through. The men were liars, players without scruples, how could he claim to know the Love? " The airman
felt the torment rise. He suddenly colder, the sky darkened and the distance we could already hear the first rumblings.
Then he had an idea and drew a beautiful soap bubble, colorful essence, a soap bubble with iridescent colors of the rainbow.
's face lit up the little girl with a childish grin, his eyes narrowed joy, the sign of victory. She began singing, dancing, laughing and lightening the heart of the aviator to such joy.

After this moment of pure happiness, the girl returned his book and said
- "This old travel book is a treasure of love. For me, you do not hesitate to use the last page to draw Love. You have drawn a soap bubble, soap bubble Ma. You understood that my bubble was love, it was a refuge. You showed me what love, what I do not see when he was there, right next to me. I now live in peace ...
Then his bubble broke! The airman
panicked, but the eagle reassured.
- "She wandered for years, finding the rest of his heart. She wandered because she was looking for love, and nobody knew the show. You did it, now she lives in the Love, she knew to be in! "

To my dear Peter, for his benevolence.

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Draw Me Love - second try!

... Dear Instantiens this text is the second of three, so for more understanding, thank you for reading: Draw Me Love - first try!

The airman was surprised by the demand the little girl in the bubble and was quite embarrassed not to know how to draw love. Ashamed, he replied:
- "I can not draw Love, because Love does not draw it, it is alive!"
- "Then," said Airman beautiful, how can I meet the love so I do not know what he looks like?! "
The aviator was suddenly confused. Indeed how could he help the girl warrior to recognize Love if he knew how to draw!
She saw the face of the aviator close to the concern, then his eyes filled with tears as soap bubbles, color gasoline.
Suddenly a shadow passed into the majestic blue skies and a large eagle came to rest beside him. He spread his wings and went to dry the tears of the little girl. Frightened, the aviator made a good back and stumbled. In a voice
castling, the eagle said in a sympathetic air:
- "Another human who knows what love, do not worry, one day comes, you passing through a who knows.
Annoyed, the airman said
- "You did not even have time to draw the Love!"
Both looked surprised by the momentum, but in his heart, he remained doubtful before his lack of inspiration. Nevertheless, he left an old book and an old pen from his pocket. The leather small travel book was worn down to the vein, the little pencil in turn had more color. It was the last objects that he had inherited his father's legacy. He had disappeared in a plane crash.

The girl looked at the eagle and accomplices, and then examined more closely the aviator. He seemed eager to bring a smile to the little girl in the bubble.
He tried to find a blank page to draw love, there remained just one ...

../..

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Draw me love - first try!

engines of the "Travel Air 4000" had been cut without a logical explanation, forcing the pilot to land in an emergency. He sat
gently in a landscape of more sinister. Here everything was black, everything was ugly, everything was dirty. "Men with the soles of lead" had been there without a doubt. The remains of a once lavish life struggling with the dilapidated walls crumbling. The bomber failed
dream had failed in the chaos of dirt and debris. He was concerned about his situation when he was surprised by a soap bubble, whose reflections were playing with the essence of this cursed sun late in the day, color sorrow.
He examined the little bubble closer and saw a little creature in armor, surmounted by a helmet too heavy for such a small body. After a moment's hesitation, the little figure moved towards him and took off his helmet. Then he discovered a pretty little girl with green eyes infinite green like an ocean after the rain. His short black hair made her face grave and stern, and a long lock of hair had to break the uniformity of her beautiful hair, adding a touch of whimsy. His smile left seem childish all the love she had for the world. She should have had eight, no more!
She made a lot of noise, struggling with his armor, not asking for any help extricate them. She used! The year ended and she gave a some order into his princess costume and asked the pilot:
- "What is your name, man of the air?"
Surprised by the appearance, he finally replied: "My name is John and you?" And why do you have a long lock of hair "
She pretended not to hear the question!

He detailed. Her frail little body was as white as milk, ebony of her hair framed her face that seemed hard but whose eyes betrayed his love.
- "Why are you so heavy armor?" Ventured he was asked.
- "Because what my poor body is buckling under the weight of the Cruelty of Men."
The little girl then explained the aviator in his bubble, there was only love, compassion, respect, and she had thus armurée to avoid hatred, anger and contempt for men in relation to its difference. Then suddenly, she paused and his gaze was lost in the blue of a desert without end, as if a ghost had just passed.
She looked at all the intensity of the moment and said
"Redefining Love" ...

../..

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The drawing contest ...

Once upon a time ...

princesses and princes ...

And then the wicked dragons ...

Do not be afraid, I draw you a castle
To protect yourself ...

And we have nothing to fear from the world ...

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The little voice ...

Do not be overwhelmed with concern for yourself, as to lack all the wonders of life. Screw the beauties and wonders of life. Zip around with eyes wide open and enjoy the beauty around you. One day at a time and appreciate it fully. That every moment is filled with love and gratitude. When
inharmonious event occurs, without waiting, look around and see how it could be transformed. Do it quickly because the negative and harmful thoughts can grow as fast as weeds in a garden and smother all the beautiful delicate plants if left to control. Learn to control your thoughts so that they are only thoughts of beauty, harmony and love. Once established your positive thoughts, you will automatically search for the best in each situation. Only then can you relax, you let go and enter into the joy and freedom of the Spirit!

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Your Name ...

When my strength fails me, I sing thy name
,
Then life flooded my every muscle.

When I fall, I sing thy name
,
So You raise me and support me.

When my will leave me, I sing thy name
,
So You encourage me

When fear invades me, I sing thy name
,
So I become a warrior of light and life challenges .

When my path is lost in torment,
I sing thy name,
Then the sun shines on my steps and guides me to a new day. When my heart

crying, I sing thy name
,
So You softened my pain and rayons in me.

When doubts assail me, I sing thy name
,
So I hear you whisper in my ear: "You can do it" and like a phoenix, I am reborn.

When I sing Your name,
My soul vibrates in unison.
When I sing Your name,
I Love.

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I dedicate these clouds to all lovers of nature and infinite space, beings and souls
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Sharing

One guide

"I hesitate to follow the others out of fear to miss you, where you expect to be my guide, turning some away.
I walk obstinately in my own way, till my very folly leads you to my door.
For I thy promise that my portion in this world must come to me with your hands. "

[Rabindranath Tagore]
"The fruit basket"

I picked this text in the garden of the little bird of paradise, because its seeds are love and that their fruits are shared with sweetness.
I picked because it was beautiful, because it moved me.
I do not know human love, for love of the angels is of another nature . But if I had to make a declaration of love to the Being who made my heart beat a human way, it would look like this.
I share with you this text to send you love, feel so little and yet admitted as appreciated.
Have a great day of love ... and remember! Seed this ...

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"Someone set up the forest so that the children get lost
call it God. Call it the two-headed Grimm.
He planted trees gnarled, irrigated river whose waters give life and death, and wrapped in a veil of mist. Then he hung above the trees, the moon and the North Star because it was necessary that children are lost, but not completely. Then he dropped
aa wolves.
Their mission was simple: they had to worship the moon and play him music as befits the son of the night. Ah! And they also had to eat the children.
unhurriedly. Nothing prevented them devour them at crossroads, children first, then the basket, but not without first fully uncoiled.
Where the devils are trafficking of souls, wolves (and coyotes sometimes) fun to change the direction signs. Then they crossed the forest, dress up and wait, because it's more fun that way. And also because their contract requires them to allow time to reach the hunter and the hunter, the skilled surgeon can open the bellies, to extirpate grandmothers and sew wolves full of stones without the patient feels the slightest embarrassment.
is what God or Grimm headed, not to mention Andersen did not want the children still get lost too. Have they not let the moon and the star lit Polar ? Do they not left the cabinet door closed?
What he sought in fact as sad as it seems, was to help them grow.
If you are not satisfied, go and ask Bettelheim. But you can save yourself the trip: he will tell you so. It will remind you that when you're out of the forest of words your father or your mother had set up around you, just before falling asleep, you thought: "I too can get out front of the wolf. my teddy bear and I give him a lesson. " It was their intent, and in general it worked well since forest and the forest is that children are enfants.Cependant, sometimes it is the wolf that is lost.
He knows so well the shortcuts. He who worships the moon.
It also happens that the moon is playing hide the deepest and to mislead those who follow it. And then, in some cases it happens that children believe they left the forest, grow as anticipated, but in reality they are wrong because they are always lost in the mist. When all this happens, you'd better prepare for the trip of a lifetime. "

Àlex Romero
sociologist and expert in Popular Culture

This is the preface of a comic "The sign the Moon", Official Selection Angoulême 2010

Aldea is a remote and lost, its people are rooted in the fears and beliefs of an ancient world. In the backdrop of a huge forest, Artemis, with her little brother, will be at the heart of a drama that will change his life and confront his two biggest obsessions: the moon and its hypnotic beauty, and the child that it sees every night in his nightmares ...
The sign of the moon is a fantastic tale, dark and fascinating, tender and a work by Jose Luis Munuera twilight and Enrique Bonet.

I loved this comic ... I invite you to read it if you find it, it's magic!