... And my spirit shot fell more desolate than before, my heart is broke, and I felt hated feeling of bitterness and poison daggers hurled against the incomprehensible life. In the doorway of Oblivion I leaned on the threshold of Impotence sat desperate cry to mourn hidden.
But now, under the shadow of my mind, a voice broke imperative: - Stop, oh unhappy! Do you know who I am? -. "Truly yes, I said" You Bacchus, the god smiles pleaser, and I do often accompany your favorite suite, the music enchanting melodies and light-footed dance, especially when you make an appearance at parties where have you mortals into thin crystal glasses, for the evening Animate your flattering body fluid. - Do you know that I can help if you join me? Give you rest your mind and your body if you want. "But I have you by a god who is pleased to abate human reason. In turn will enjoy and leave your senses at the mercy of unconsciousness. You trickster, you deal your gifts to delight deceptive. Joys generously hand out to often disguise our weaknesses. Still, are the King, most sports you better, and glad you're indispensable host parties or gives comfort in intimate solitude. Those who join you, they forget themselves and put you first, forgetting everything else, including things better than you ... So I ask a favor if you kindly to please, always stay away from me if you heard that my voice calling you insistently, and do not let my lips kiss yours if there is liquid in a glass only kiss you bring a party or a pleasant comidad ... But they never come near me in the privacy and solitude of the day or my soul, nor when I am overwhelmed by sadness and pain. Because he clings to you again and again, thinking how sweet is your kiss and your embrace healing, hugs his own misery soon and will not escape your trap, for when you leave than when you stay you harm, because that is that joy becomes sad, and negative thoughts demolish the reason is no escape. - Think about what you ask, because I invite you to follow me and distract your mind and your soul take hold of sadness and pain afflict you now. Mitigaré your pain and take you on a journey where you feel complacent break your pain, because you never need questions and I'll never give answers. - No, please do not touch it with your sweet promises the vulnerability of my heart that suffers. Human weakness is fragile, easily persuaded to a temporary remedy that then do not report lasting benefits. And I need to find the hidden wisdom make me strong against the hostility of the things I do not understand! -. "I'll leave then, that many are my fans, those who prefer sweeping my charms divine will to live a life less bitter than you, always looking to understand what is not always an explanation, and what is not always worth is worth understanding. I walk away from you because they want to share my home, so that much more lost than before. Good luck, little mortal! -..
"The story of the intoxicating liquid. Bacchus is a god, is a bad company "
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