A cat is always a cat, he thought,
ignoring the ridiculous name he had put his master,
a cat is always a
cat and dog never thought
surprised by his obvious ability to reason.
If I think I'm a cat, I'm a cat
and feed;
but actually is a cat
beyond thought, reflect
stunned
and although not think anything like
am a cat,
a cat who does not think. What I am is all the rest,
added sorry, all other species
and also all the other cats.
I'm just a cat, correctly found
and it does not change,
Or change?
what question: if I die, change, if it was cat and I get pregnant, change, if the middle ... I lawn, hundreds of examples came together in his head, even the most fabulous, and if a dog, what would you change?,
for the moment nothing changes, if a dog would bark,
tail move horizontally,
would pull me walk if he were a dog. I would hate
perhaps cats, the move would look dark
in the dark, I would be afraid,
and hatred and fear
and show them the teeth to nails driven away
and thought and thought,
hair was growing and remained quiet, still,
integrated into the carpet,
howl, howl
both until you howl to my own tail,
spinning like a dog,
like a dog, as Sultan, the sleeping dog, the dog who dreams,
Sultan, and the door opened and the noise sounded links in the chain, colliding.
-Sultan, a walk -
and Sultan Spoken: wow, wow, wow
.
The snail
no hurry
but not expected.
The snail carries its house in
back while you build your home.
The snail is armed with patience, but
its shell stands the test of time.
The snail takes months to go a
garden, but in this garden are thousands
adventures. The snail sleep when you need
and nothing in his sleep, fly, walk, sit, loves
but never never never never ceases to be a snail.
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