Simplicity is getting naked in front of others.
And we have so much difficulty to be real with others.
We are afraid of being misunderstood, to appear fragile,
ending up at the mercy of those around us in the face.
We will never expose.
Because we lack the strength to be human,
what makes us accept our limits,
that we make them understand, giving it meaning
and turning them into energy, by virtue precisely.
I love the simplicity that is accompanied by humility.
I like bums.
I like people who know how to listen to the wind on their skin,
feel the smells of things,
capturing the soul.
Those that have the flesh in contact with the flesh of the world.
Because there is truth, there is sweetness,
there is sensitivity, there is still love.