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BARUCH ATA ADONAI GOD OPEN YOUR HEART MY BEST FRIEND

Open to me a little door SIZE point of a needle and I will open the gate of a palace .-

are not equal doors of all hearts, each of them has a particular door, do not resemble each other keys to open these different hearts.

How could we find so many different keys, in harmony with so many different people each other? What should the man who has lost his key? Violating the door and enter "With that and that is how violent the door of the human heart? With the law of God and prayer .- These tools are the spiritual oven to human clay, that awakens, renews, perfects it, makes self-knowledge through union with the divine mind and the communion of his intellect himself .- This position will bring you and attitude, will make their way deep into your heart. "I will clarify the contradictions, contradictions and struggles that overwhelm man intimate on their spiritual journey .- Then the man can say "My problems are still in the same place as before, but I do not, I'm not who I was, I live in a world where there is no room for questions and hesitations, a higher world .- Unto thee it was shown to you to know that the Lord is, there is no other besides, there is no knowledge as possible and do not need to know anything else .- The man is always afraid of Heaven, both private and público. "This degree of identity with the Lord brings spiritual harmony that the stranger will not understand, hence there is often the difference between one who believes and who does not think .- Is there deaf heart blocked they can not see or understand the melody of the soul and lift the spirits to the Lord and His Law-Love the Lord that is acquired through the study of law lifts the spirit of man in all regions your senses take part in a formidable and total surrender of all his physical body and its essence .- The ten types of musical instruments mentioned in Psalm 150 to write the King David, was found hidden in the soul of Man.-All is all that is said in the psalm, each instrument and its particular way of being used, is the soul praise the Lord heart. plucking the strings of "Happy the man who can hear that melody, you know separate I intimate the world its murky material, rude, listening to spiritual music with nothing other than what it or close the ears and eyes .-

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Chapter 32 - forgetful
several hours I was walking down the desolate and snowy streets of London, actually had no idea where he was, but that did not prevent continued walking. I did not know where it came from, nor where to go, but kept walking. On the streets there was nothing and I could not remember what he did at this time on foot and one above. Felt a need to purge all, I felt pain but did not know what was the cause. Sometimes I met people who asked me if I was okay, was it? Thought so, was alive and well but hurt in the depths of soul. I could not remember which was the reason why he suffered, maybe he had discussed with Gabi, surely it was crazy. Although I knew deep down that this was not the case.
It was already four o'clock I decided to go home, and had walked almost all of London, and there was nothing to see again, so I took a taxi and went back to my house even though he had not a little desire.
Upon arrival everything was silent, but I was strange, I did not feel comfortable in my own home. What the hell happened? I felt something strange happened, as if something that I learned. I turned on the emergency lights, thinking that perhaps the discomfort was due to the darkness that surrounded me. But that feeling did not leave, even with the lights on. I felt insecure, soon began to hyperventilate, what happened? What I happened?
I was shocked to hear the phone, but I was eager to attend, so I threw myself on the bed and placed my arms behind my head, just because that I relaxed. The lights were still on but so was my insecurity.
The answering that call and attended the party on the tube left a message - Agus - said that voice in a clear American accent, who the hell knew my English name that were not Gabi and Juli? - I am Jackson, I, I ... I'm sorry. It is the fifth message you leave, you start to worry, you can at least call to find out you're right. Kell Rob and I are holding for not out to get you. I just want to apologize, I was stupid! I should have trusted you, oh God I'm so sorry Mey - and said he could feel his voice crying reeling content. But oddly enough, did not know who this guy was so confident that I had with me. Jackson? Rob? Kell? Who were these people? Not recall any known, would perhaps classmates? - Need to know you're right, I need to know - and then his beautiful voice ceased because over time the machine.
I went to the bathroom in mind that Jackson took off my clothes and took a quick shower, but his name still did not leave my head. Who era? And why I did so well known that voice? And why not felt in my own home that feeling of familiarity? Maybe I was missing a lot of my payments. Yes, that's it, I was convinced as he left the shower and I wore his pajamas. And combed his hair still wet but I went to the kitchen and made myself some tea. Why am missing something in the house, and even myself? And where was all this time? Where he came from before to miss? My head was a bunch of questions, but no clarification had, in fact none of them had. When I had finished the tea, I went to bed, even with that feeling in the chest pain and shortness, and the strange the answering machine. Jackson? Who would?
I spent some time in bed awake, thinking about that voice that made me so familiar with the speed when it rains in spring, the understanding came to me. Jackson Rathbone by God, my boyfriend. But along with that, filled the enormous pain that was latent in the chest. He had me fooled. I had hidden the truth, which in some cases was as bad as lying. But despite my pain, did not want to increase theirs with my sudden disappearance, so I took the phone and she sent a text message. "I'm fine. Sorry. I love you Jack "Yeah, though I had hidden such a thing, despite not trusting me love him, yes he was the man of my life and I could not do anything to remedy that. After half a minute got a message "I feel it more. I love you as much or more. " Maybe if I would have said, we could have done something together, face the problem of distance, we might even move in together. Of course, the fastest option is never correct, and he had chosen to hide it. When I realized it would lose the love of my life for lack of communication I was succumbed by a sea of \u200b\u200btears, he would go. And leave me alone. With that sad but true thought I fell asleep. ---

Two days had passed since that meeting at the home of Robert, was hurt and would continue for a long time. Deception of this type were not easily overcome. Anyway against all odds, I was in the airport trying to look for Jackson to say he loved him. I needed him to know of my mouth, I needed to tell. Clearly
was a decision lightly, yesterday had called my house announcing that the flight to depart Los Angeles mid-morning today, the answering machine did all the work, of course, was still hurt him. However, today when I woke up in the morning I could not help thinking that maybe I would not see again then I took the plunge and here I am. Trying to find my man in a crowd of travelers.
I had not realized that the airport was so big in my stay in it, but clearly it was. Take half an hour walking through the corridors and no news of Jack. His flight was leaving in an hour, and like any normal person he would have to be here two hours ago but I found it impossible to find. I had resigned, never see him again.
I sat in one of the many banks that gave away the huge window of thick glass. I took my elbows to my knees, my trunk forward and finally hands over my face. Was hurt and I hated it for having lied, but that did not stopped loving him as he did. If you never would see, if you never know how was the feeling of his lips on mine, if he could never feel her perfume and see the disastrous combination, at least wanted you to know that she loved him dearly. Complex was plunged into mourning when the crowd I could make a distinctive hat, accompanied by a guitar. And while that might not be him, I started to run to see if it was not who I wanted. People looked at me confused and puzzled by my behavior, some strike me insulted when my busy career, but had to reach the goal to raise that way trophy. There were only a few steps, a few steps when I stumbled upon a huge bag out of nowhere. I started to curse, now, was determined by fate, never see it. The owner of the bag was apologizing while I put my best face of innocence, and pretended not to be upset. He was still on the floor but a manly hand offered to help, so you take it. The surprise could not me when I was face to face with Jackson.
- still feel so awkward - scoffed with a smile, but the joy of it did not reach his eyes.
- and your so cute - happy to have found confessed. I hugged him tightly, as if no tomorrow and although at first hesitated, then placed his hands on my waist and pulled me towards him. It was great to feel the smell so manly but gentle, even one last time.
When we separated, I could clearly see why he would apologize, but that would ruin the moment, so I put a finger in her mouth and said - shh talk too much. Then forward to kiss him. Should say it was a hot and passionate kiss, but it was the last two opted for sweetness, simplicity and love. Our lips were moving in rhythm and I could feel his incredible taste in my mouth was wet and it made me enjoy it even more. We split because we needed air, otherwise I strongly believe that life would be kissing. Obviously
was determined to break the moment and my sanity, so I came to put a finger on his lips and said - I love you Jackson.
- as much as I love you Mey. Never forget - whispering just said, I could see in his eyes that he hoped for a rematch, but was not sure I could feed them. Despite his false hopes, I could see love and that was enough for me to kiss him back, but in this case was a simple rubbing of the lips, then fled as a fugitive by the cramped corridors of the airport. And then I realized that he would not return to my life. She was alone.

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Chapter 31 - Lies
That night Jack had wanted to take the relationship to another level, but through a lecture rather subtle I did understand that she was not ready. It was pretty embarrassing, to the point that I had to confess my virginity, but it with this understanding that characterizes it said - I never thought you were, especially having had a boyfriend in Montevideo - he paused to see emanating shame - but I'm glad you've saved for someone special, would be honored that I was first. And you very well know that I would look like nothing because I love you more than anyone else. Wait - finished smiling couple wide, to which I could not tone down my cheeks crimson. My virginity was not something I'm ashamed, but I knew that maybe this time was becoming outdated and to find a man like him who understood me and supported my decision was a blessing for me.
had been two weeks since my birthday, in fact everything was perfect, or as perfect as could be. The authority was intended, would shortly begin testing and study, which unfortunately reduced my time with Jackson. My relationship with him was wonderful, still can not find the words to describe it is that he treated me in a wonderful and attentive it made me feel very loved and protected, feeling for a couple of years did not feel. That protection can not give you your parents, that can give you only the loved one with a hug, that was what made me feel and he was incredible. I think the word fullness was with the way I felt.
As I said Gabi, his relationship with Robert was going very good shape, and I was glad for them, they both deserved. From what was said would soon marry but not yet confirmed anything, neither had said anything about it. But we were all waiting with that particular issue, we wanted to see our friends happy. But apparently they were not alone in a committed relationship and that Juli could be supplemented with Cam, yeah that blonde guy that I had looked so weird, but if she liked and felt good about it, I was happy for her .
ruled in my love life, and this could be seen everywhere. Around us and so we plunged deeper and deeper into his wonderful magic.
had seen another opportunity for Jackson's friends, in fact the girls and I had gone shopping, so my relationship with them was pretty good. That afternoon we had fun, but I did not buy much because I did not need and did not have the philosophy of "buy and buy." Ashley was angry for a few minutes because I refused to buy and buy for hours, but not all purchases. Although I could not resist and stopped for several if not many minutes in a bookstore. I bought several books, some classics like "One Hundred Years of Solitude" by Gabriel García Márquez, "Our Lady of Paris" (for those who do not know the story of the Hunchback of Notre dam) and "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen. Did not have much time to read it but I would. Luckily I could say I had made friends with these girls, and my luck during our stay at the mall were not photographers, not knowing if I could bear it.
Now we were in the house of Robert. Today I am a month courtship with Jack, and as we knew that on the night we celebrate the group meeting in the morning. He invited me to breakfast at a cafe very picturesque, warm and comforting. He gave me a pink rose, it was the only one who understood that red roses were very cliché, I liked the original. And a beautiful silver bracelet, which was inscribed the date that we knew. We were very happy.
entire cast was not at home of Robert, only those who had no commitments at home, so they were the Cullens, Bella, Jake, James and Victoria, sometimes used to call them by their characters, I knew it bothered them. But Gabi and Juli also missing, which were already part of the group. We enjoyed a few beers and a lot of very good films, criticized what they said that film actors did not convincingly to what I always say - to ordinary humans like us and act - and they laugh immediately.
- we make an announcement - Rob said when the third movie ended. All we worry, but seeing that Gabi was flushed I figured something big.
- My God, you're pregnant! - Exclaimed excited and very happy but both alarmed.
- of course not! - Scared she said, long accumulated air.
- I will not be an aunt so early - I kidding.
- well, not pregnant - went on smiling - even - whispered fun - but we will marry! We all shouted
excited and ran to congratulate them. She was cast in tears, it felt very happy and that made us happy with Julie to me, who had seen grow up and find Rob here in London.
- of course you will be my bridesmaids - Funny said wiping tears in her cheek. With Julieta jump fun and we took a group hug, but we separated when we realized that we were totally ridiculous.
- oh of course you will be my sponsors - Rob quipped, referring to Kellan and Jack. They embraced in a clumsy imitation of us, but when they parted said Rob serious - really be the godparent.
To which they both looked surprised and hugged each other as men among them, I must add that it was very cute face that made Kellan to learn. How? Did I just say exactly? This is wrong! I can not find attractive! Is friends with my boyfriend, whom I love dearly! But is that after that day in the club, I must admit that this view had been full of sweetness in my confused brain on several occasions. And knew not to be especially there, but could not do anything about it.
also had a magnificent discovery, apparently dark lights club would not let me fully admire your eye color was wrong to say they were brown, and how wrong I was. Were as heavenly as the best spring sky, as the more crystalline Caribbean Sea. His eyes spoke for themselves, as do those of Jackson. It was wrong to think of the friend of my boyfriend, I felt betrayed their trust, I felt dirty, unclean. I was disgusting.
- we will celebrate then - said fascinated Kellan - we open a bottle of champagne! - Said fun while everyone laughed. I do not know if you really dreamed but I swear he winked at me. This is definitely not the marriage affected my brain, he would not do that to your friend, that was wrong was me thinking it improper things.
- leaves, I will - I said when he went to the kitchen wanted at least clear my head for a few minutes and I needed not to see.
- as you like - sweet smile said as he sat back on the sofa - put another film - overheard.
Upon reaching the kitchen, I leaned against the counter, I took hands to the face and snap a long sigh. I took a glass of the closet, had been a couple of times so I knew where they stood, opened the tap and drank a little water. It was a waste, I felt the worst, but instead of staying here I decided to meet regretting what he had come. Drinks and champagne, while searching for first in the top of the countertop can hear the gruff voice of Cam - when is the wedding lovebirds? Within a month - said Gabi very safe, they listened radiant.
But then just heard murmurs, which I could not decipher many words. I figured the movie would have begun and I simply keep putting the cups on a tray. When I had finished, carefully picked up the tray with the glasses and champagne in the other hand, but as it was approaching the room I heard my name and I decided to stop the ear.
- when you say Jack? - Very worried and asked to look serious Rob.
- still do not know, I do not hurt - you could tell in his voice that hurt. What he had to learn and Jack did not tell me? I paid more attention yet.
- you do brother, but will hurt even more - said an angry voice and even more worried, which I recognized as Kellan.
- I do not know how to tell - discouraged said Jack. What they should say? I felt that something was wrong and of course I did not like that feeling at all.
- just tell the truth - Nikki said somewhat angrily. It began to be a bad in my chest, something weird and was wrong. What was it hiding? I brought good spine this conversation, but I decided to keep listening, I needed to know that I was hiding.
- is that I once lied to hide my profession - made a pause, sigh and swear apparently also snorted - how it is now, I'll tell you that I go to Los Angeles in two days? - Asked helplessly.
My breathing was stirred, my heart began to bombard blood more quickly and rapidly began with tachycardia. I could still hear whispers in the room, but no sense to me for the simple fact that the man of my life left me. And when that tab so I fell, I dropped the tray with the glasses, causing a loud noise suddenly stopped and all the whispers turned to me. He would go and leave me alone, as did Martin. He would go. He would go. That phrase rang in my head like an echo in an empty cave. I could not tell if it has been seconds, minutes or even hours, could not shake the idea that he would and leave me alone, completely adrift.
Jackson got up and came after me and talked, I could see her lips moving and the distant hum emitting his voice, but not listening. I did not want to know what he had to say, I had lied. Again. It was the second time he did, and was not quite sure that I would forgive him. But right now none of that becomes important, because he would let me. I could feel that my soul was torn and my heart was torn. I felt a deep void in his chest that he felt since that night in Montevideo, when Martin deceived me, but in this case was even worse, much worse. Empty yet full of pain, pain that was killing me every second. He would not know if I could support both.
He was articulating words, which were meaningless to me. The rest of those present looked at us expectantly, attentive and silent. Even my friends had hidden the truth, we all know less dumb Mery. Apparently it was always the last to learn of things. Even Kell, Rob and Ash had the decency to tell me, with them he felt a special connection, but I always had to suffer and ridicule.
Vacuum became angry and wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, so that push Jackson smoothness waiting to run, did not want to hear your excuses. I was sure to be lost, and he did, never refused anything I wanted or asked for. The boys looked at me incredulously, I them spent a cold stare and went through my purse and my coat. I needed to get out. With all the confidence that characterized me I opened the door and went home, I could feel like shouting my name, and Jackson told him to come after me. Why wait for the elevator when urgent, always late? So there I was, angry but mostly hurt waiting for the elevator, which was the only escape would be. Then came Jackson and placed a mi lado y volvió a hablarme, seguí sin entender sus inútiles palabras, incluso se arrodilló para que lo perdonara pero no podía, no podía pensar con demasiada claridad.
Cuando llegó el ascensor, subí a él rápidamente pero antes de que sus puertas de acero se cerraran completamente, pude ver la cara de Jackson completamente roja por el llanto y triste, muy triste.
Pero él no sentía ni medio de lo que yo sentía, estaba destrozada por dentro. Sabía que no toleraba la mentira, y viene a hacer justo lo que más me molesta, sabiendo aún que no lo perdonaría dos veces. Me sentía usada, y entonces salí al nevado Londres y perdí en la oscuridad, como un zombi. Un real zombie.

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THE GIFT OF LIFE IS ETERNAL DO NOT FEAR DEATH

"Just as their faces are not equal, nor are their ideas." Every man is "one" in number, but is also "unique." Is different from others in it something special, own, original. Something that does not exist in the other in the same manner. This uniqueness, this specificity of its own, the fact that every man is the same and therefore different from all other men, is a reflection of the divine in man. Why look at the duel? For what "lost and do not forget", something that has been lost and that it is impossible to recover. The notion of mourning applies to all men, and not just select individuals. Observe mourning for the leader and man of the people, by the wise and the ignorant, the merciful and by taking advantage of his neighbor. In itself, death is a tragedy. What we call a "tragic death" is determined by the nature of premature death, or the unfortunate circumstances surrounding it. When a peaceful death follows a long life blessed with good health and vitality of spirit and body, a life rich in good deeds, death can not be regarded as tragic, despite the enormity of the loss and regret that it occurred. "Blessed is he who has been raised, the law of God at work in order to please his Creator, who grew up with a good name and left with a good name ..." (Brachot 17a) Why is the man turns to God when faced with death? Why is the soldier who is in a single trench, surrounded by bombs exploding around them, praying to God but never before has?. No man has ever escaped death, but through God, man can conquer death. Only God has promised that transforms death to life, a reawakening, the beginning of a new life, eternal life. This view of death is integral to the way in which religion apprehend the man, a much wider and deeper than those of the biochemist and neurologist .- "God created man from dust of the earth and breathed into his nostrils breath of life. And the man became a living creature. " (Genesis 2:7). God has no body, image or form. What then is the intent of this anthropomorphic metaphor? Trusting in God and not fear, for truly there is nothing to fear. And when a person no longer fears death, then I feel afraid for nothing. Only then, when we no longer fear is when you really start living. Then truly experience every pleasure and every pain. We begin to live and we are grateful for every moment of this life. A man who fears death is in some way, too fearful of life, but when death loses its terrifying face, when a fact becomes valuable, then life is worth living. And when you have something to live for - an ideal, a goal, a sense of faith, when death comes, makes a welcome friend sent to usher in a new life. A new birth. The man's conscious life does not end with death, simply assumes a new form - freed from the shackles of material flesh. The body may die, but the spirit lives on. We can ask the doctor, the biologist and neurologist: What happens to a person who has died? Why not move? They answered that the heart stopped beating, stopped the blood supply to the mind and hundreds small chemical changes have occurred. A living organism has been transformed into a piece of dead matter. What once was a human being with aspirations, I thought, now is not nothing but a dead skin. But we have God's promise that this representation is incomplete, that the breath of life that created man to sustain the body and soul forever. Such promise was made to the prophet Isaiah: "But your dead will live. The bodies of my people will rise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust" (Isaiah 26:19) The same promise was reconfirmed the prophet Daniel: "And the many who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life and others to eternal shame. And the righteous will shine with the clarity of the sky and those who are returned to justice many will, like the stars forever. " (Daniel 12:2). So what happens when a person dies? Our observation of death leads to the vision of the doctor, that is, that man becomes just a body. Indeed really small chemical changes occur in the cerebral cortex tissue. When this happens, the soul loses all contact with the body - the receptor mechanism is dead. The soul, an entity made up of pure spirit, pure thought, is now free. The Bible describes this phenomenon in the book Ecclesiastes: "The dust returns to earth as he was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it." (12:7). The body decays and returns to the earth elements. We do not know exactly what it is like life after death. We'll know when we get there. What we do know, however, is that God has promised a life of divine reward, sublime ecstasy. God has promised that nothing in human experience, either through the senses or mind can be likened to the joy, happiness and delight that the soul of a man experiences when he is next to God in the spiritual world. Raising awareness of one's own death, come now or within sixty years, can be a frightening and scary. We are sad and depressing to imagine that left everything to which we have devoted our lives - our homes, our Fortunes and our loved ones. But there is a formula to avoid it. All we do is believe. All you have to do is remember God, remember His promise, and remember the existence of our souls.