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Carmen comes and goes, comes and goes, comes and goes in the swing of half-past five o'clock. The yellow sun knows Carmen dust while up and down, and watch them to see it distorts everything so fast, the faces are elongated, and the sun line awkwardly through their eyelids. Berta, the new maid looks at the strange girl Carmen, which is balanced without rhythm, no harmony.

- I see red, blue, yellow ...

Berta
viewed from a safe distance, while the park itself increasingly alone and the only sound accompanying the oxidized metal crunching up and down with the girl, is a treacherous and delicate puff of air. He tells the little that it is time to leave, her mother is waiting.

- I'm not a girl Berta, I can not be a gift from my mom.

Kids stuff, maybe think Berta, or maybe not. His face was deliberately the term to Carmen, to the void, but there was misrepresentation in his pre-prepared expression, Who wanted to fool with his gesture, the wind, the swing or the girl who just looked at her askance, playing with the speed of distorting her gaze encouraged by the swing. "Come on girl, do not be silly, you are not mom's wrist," said the maid Berta.

- Why play with me, and I put all this makeup and spends watching me?

The wind blew strong and a cloud covered the sky. This was perceived at least Berta, watching Carmen rocked with increasing speed. Thought yes, the makeup for a girl her age was exaggerated, that all those doll clothes was a fantasy. Berta but Carmen did not want to disturb, so he said in a calmer tone: "But I should like your mom has so much affection and likes to play with you. And small, come on, do not get unruly. "

- I do not want my mom and me play! Besides, I never wanted to be a girl.

"I do not talk nonsense!, Carmen, come here!" Berta began to heat up, although it was not hot. The park was alone, and neither the wind came up that yellow grass and immutable. A cold sweat began to furrow the brow of Berta. "You have to be proud of being a girl"

- I do not want, no I do not want!

Berta had to take a swing for that horrible screech stop tormenting, Carmen took the waist and under the seat. She squeezed his wrist heavily Berta and he seemed to hear a thunder in the distance. As she took the doll and began to leave the park said "Leave such as tantrums, you'll see how when you grow up you will have liked a girl, they begin to bother the kids."

- Berta, I only went because my mom she wanted a doll, I did not want to be a girl.

"No dear, dear God you're a girl because they wanted to." The maid began to see the poor girl began her tears to the eyes. Berta, without knowing why, she began to tremble, something bad was happening, all told him that.

- wanted Diosito What hurts me so much?

Berta stopped walking and stood like a statue. He must have thought something like "I knew something bad happened in that house, and took an air right now all evil, this girl someone did something, I know." Looking at the girl, pretending to fear with a look of tenderness was put in front, bent down and his hands surrounded in a loving gesture Carmen's face. Very carefully asked: "Why say you hurt? Did anyone hurt you? "Carmen, as though possessed by a strange frenzy in the middle of the sidewalk (which was devastated by the way) took off her underwear and lifted her skirt:

- It hurt a lot when my mom who took the pipisito and made me a woman.

The sun came out just then, before hiding this time until the next morning.

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walked by one of the great avenues, of those who have named the date of founding or independence of the city. It was four o'clock and went barefoot. My friend (think of a subject's middle class that neither study nor work because it is in the middle of doing something that never starts but only leaves) told me recently that I put the shoes, you do not know that there may be on the street and I can hurt me.

- We are not trained to walk well, you have Supercall to protect you from nails, glass and stuff.

Before my shoes as we were childish and child-were talking of freedom (here ends the issue of freedom). I put them on and I said that asphalt is just flat enough to walk barefoot. We walked up Juan's house, my friend, where we would recover the dream of a day turned into night, but never ceased to be the same day, even now, beginning to be updated again.

Can you imagine what would happen if we ask the right question? I asked, hoping that this is:

- do not know. Depends who want to know.

just wanted to know if that was the right question, and it was not. I hate to think that not being able to express things in the most fertile I'm lost in this world of fictional realities. Fictional realities because, as my uncle, we invent the reality. When I said, I do not take it seriously, it sounded like a dream life is or time is money, things despite never know them we do not understand.

We stopped walking down the main street and we go through a smaller, do not take much, so we're fine. The silence is so relaxing after all that noise. I wear shoes.

Well, what was that? Ah yes, my uncle of false realities. He had always little thought to the possibility that everything we see is nothing but a representation, but this time I took his words seriously, because I was examined again how fickle we have to learn. Everything is a process, and within these processes we associate elements to understand phenomena. This gives rise to theories. Theories are very funny, John, do you know why the theories are somewhat funny?

- I think ... I think because I do not work in real life.

Yes, exactly. What you're saying sounds as the river is the time and bird in hand is better than a hundred flying. However, according to my theory (not mine) I will refute the theory itself. We are in the open, we need to sustain something. What we have on hand are our senses and experiences through which we passed. From these experiences, science is created, which is an ordered set of knowledge. But this science is based on assumptions and analogies building empires ending ideas, called paradigms which are nothing more than a point of view. The views we use to describe and measure the whole universe.

- Yes, but remember that different paradigms have a limited operating range, as well as psychoanalysis, monadic quantification, and football. By the way did you see the game last night?

"No, I saw, who won?

- I do not know why you ask, well here we are.

nice, and it lacks little to sunrise. I'm so tired I think I'm going to collapse here in the middle of your couch ... Too bad! Are we prisoners of our bodies, too?

- If not on this side are free, do you see?

(Here goes again, the issue of freedom).

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going over and over again how short our lives are the only way to get some sort of motivation for wanting to do something with this very narrow issue of existence eventually have. Humans, as ants, trying to build a large colony in which only left our well-know bit. The Stoics were a group that built myrmex very lucid ideas, from my point of view, for its time.

can say that this school approached with firm steps, in what would later become the empiricism of Locke. The representation cataleptic, of which they speak, is the printed representation of a particular object in our understanding. From this view, the Stoics are almost saying that people only receive impressions of that object, and we understand from our senses, beyond conjecture only.

course, the Stoics, with Berkeley subsequently denied the existence of the object, what would also be a clear indication nominalism, that is, deny the reality of an object in itself. According to other interpretations, as Cicero an analogy exists with respect to the representation cataleptic and the real existence of the object:

He (Cicero) compared open hand and fingers extended to representation pure and simple hand against which act to hold, the agreement, the closed hand in hand, understanding cataleptic. In short, both hands tightly on one another is the science, which gives a true and complete possession of the object. [1]

The empiricist criterion of the Stoics, where the idea to our mind as a tabula rasa (our mind is like a blank sheet of paper, and our thought is constructed through perceptions, not perceptions, we could not think), also emanates a future point of view philosophy and psychology abroad.

His conception of the cosmos is also curious and remarkable between waves which were planted at the time. Heraclitus took wing idea that everything flows (pantheism), and everything is set up by an active ingredient which is the cause or God. What I find most interesting is the idea that the world is cyclical. There is a time when all the stars return to the site where they were at the beginning and after a big explosion, everything returns to happen again.

This is an outline of what would be the amazing idea of \u200b\u200bNietzsche on Time (The Eternal Return), a theory that seems to be very close to or passing in the universe, seeing it from a completely deterministic view. Too bad that when things happen again is intended to do the same things as always, I can not give advice to my future self, because any loophole in the world left behind may be burned in the conflagration before it all starts again.

The ethical side of the Stoics call me a little less attention to "live according to nature." Although the Stoics give freedom to man despite having a doctrine based on causality, I think it was necessary to say that there is no middle between right or wrong, just to encourage us to turn to virtue.

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[1] Abbagnano Nicholas History of Philosophy, Workshops typographical Ariel, p 144

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