To row against the tide of the intelligence

I have faith that, if we don't know what is the interior peace, then never we will know what is to live.

There are people that have, they are born with the brains, with the turned off neurons, and they try the possible for us to reach a sublime position, in the highest summits of the intelligence, but no matter how much they try don't get it, they just reach the impossible. And they continue to row against the tide of the intelligence, because this for more efforts than these mermaids of the ambiguity do, their more brains are degraded until they reach the fatal limit. And they don't notice that, poor fellows, and they continue to drag incautious for their causes. They are as submarines that go a lot for they haul of the bearable depth, and they explode. And when somebody dares to call them the attention, them in the place of they thank the repair, they riposte with the weapons of the degradation moral, social, the poison most martial, mortal. And it is like this that they are founded and they sink societies.

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