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Mas quando tudo acontece, as dificuldades e o medo aparecem. Nao me importa! Eu nao tenho medo do medo, nem mesmo considero a dificuldade mais uma pedra no caminho. Eu os considero amigos da vida, novas formas de aprender e diferenciar o certo e o errado para nossos olhos, coracao e alma. wee silva Do que adianta eu dizer quem sou, se a cada segundo a minha vida vai sendo transformada?! Do que adianta dizer quem sou , se, provavelmente, voce nunca conhecera um verdadeiro, um unico eu?! Do que adianta?!wees Eles Viram o Inferno- Dr. Maurice RawlingsConsciencia CosmicaEra uma noite gelada de inverno quando fui ao encontro de Bob Kovalesky (nome ficticio). Um vento muito forte, vindo da direcao do Lago Ontario, assobiava balancando as arvores escuras, penetrava em meus osssos e me empurrava enquanto eu percorria o caminho lajeado rumo a uma casa imensa em estilo georgiano. Bati a porta e a figura enorme de um homem surgiu sob as luzes da varanda. Tinha rosto quadrado e olhos castanhos azulados que lancavam chispas paranoicas em minha direcao. Sem dizer nada, fez um gesto para eu entrar e fechou a porta contra o vento. Acompanhei-o ate uma sala de estar atapetada. Bob trajava roupas quentes para o ambiente - camisa branca de mangas compridas, mostrando sinais de transpiracao embaixo dos bracos, calca cinza amarrotada e sapatos surrados de uso domestico. A sala estava bastante aquecida, mas Bob Kovalesky sentia frio e tremia, demonstrando medo no olhar - o olhar assustado de um homem com aparencia de 70 anos de idade e nao de 40 como era seu caso. Balancando a cabeca, Bob acomodou-se pesadamente no sofa e disse: "Estive pensando em estourar meus miolos". Sentei-me ao lado dele e coloquei o braco em seu ombro. "Voce se sente tao mal assim?" "Sim, muito mal, respondeu olhando em direcao a janela em cujas venezianas o vento batia. Depois de dois suspiros prolongados ele apontou para a mesa proxima a janela. "A arma esta la", disse suspirando mais uma vez. "Foi muito dificil esperar sua chegada". "Aqui estou", disse eu, servindo-me de um cafe bem quente despejado de uma vasilha de plastico que Bob me oferecera. "E melhor voce me contar tudo desde o momento em que saiu de Toronto nesta tarde". O radio sintonizado em FM comecou a tocar uma musica. Apanhei uma caneta e um bloco e