An obsession is nothing more than an idea, or a desire for not giving you around in your head and you can remove from your mind. An obsession, hits, hits, day and night, day and night.
No more.
no less.
No more.
no less.
Beating an obsession is a game of equals, and she is more than you or you're more than her. When that idea, that obsession, it becomes a person, no, not like when that person or that voice, or that night or that kiss, those words, that song, or that goal, become an obsession, are in little danger, no problem. The danger of feeling the rejection, or indifference, the danger of thinking you small, very small (and you're not, because we are all this) and then you have to love hard not to think you are unless your idea, your obsession . Loving is needed above all, think that anything can not be achieved or any person may leave or have you at any time, but you'll always look first for you. Failure to do so is to go to war and remember that you left your coat at home, next to the bed. Fool. Obsessing
never and will never be good.
is a dangerous game. Dark.
(Another coffee please)
But Brahms is so simple that everything seems to sea and beach.
In your mind you start to dream or imagine that something will happen in a way than you want. And you put music, smiles, or looks, and you put phrases, and you get excited. The story would be so beautiful, so perfect, you know it is not possible. That never happen, because there will be a tall boyfriend, rich, handsome and charming, or error, or a trip, or a girl or a bad news. There is always something to make that obsession is never a dream come true. Amaze yourself better. Leave it there. Illusion. Not anymore.
Children are deluded. The children are happy illusion.
Happiness laughs obsessions.
One three-open door, one door
,
in front
Mountain.
An obsession leaves you cold feet. Always leaves you cold. An obsession lose your eyes, you the steals. You have to win or lose with it away because, with your obsession, you end up with a tear in your eye. Is not you who has invented the story, is within you, but no, nothing will happen, the world will not change. Obsessed, hungry and sleepless nights ... the dream of feeling full.
not let it breathe, do not let that fool you, do not look with your eyes. The obsessions are, with respect, they will. How?
Dancing, drinking, singing, running, looking beyond it. Thus, it is an obsession.
Your life is all that happens between your first cry and your last smile.
many times I dreamed of flying ...
a leap.
understand me if my obsession is this melody of Brahms. Understand me and let me play. 
An obsession leaves you cold feet. Always leaves you cold. An obsession lose your eyes, you the steals. You have to win or lose with it away because, with your obsession, you end up with a tear in your eye. Is not you who has invented the story, is within you, but no, nothing will happen, the world will not change. Obsessed, hungry and sleepless nights ... the dream of feeling full. not let it breathe, do not let that fool you, do not look with your eyes. The obsessions are, with respect, they will. How?
Dancing, drinking, singing, running, looking beyond it. Thus, it is an obsession.
Your life is all that happens between your first cry and your last smile.
many times I dreamed of flying ...
a leap.
JOHANNES BRAHMS (Symphony No.3 - Poco Allegretto)
to me also makes me a good person.
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