A cat was taken to a place, a desert for another cat. That cat said: the desert seems empty. You could know many things living here by the time, the words of the rock, the path of light, and the night. The cat in the desert saw a shadow and wanted to take it, but it was moonlight creating a shadow on the rocks. The cat stood still, reading supposed words created by shadow move. The cat did not know what it was. Running to the school window, he learns to read. So he discovered that the shadow sometimes disappears, understanding moon movement. He went to college to learn to decipher forms, ways, and symbols. The cat turned into a master, and the doctor, with much knowledge, came back to see the shadow on the rocks.
So, I need more understanding. I knew about moon translation, the moon periods, and the physics of rocks. The space condition and geographic position, but he needed to understand the meaning of those writers. So, returning to college, he researched the human spirit, animal life, psychology of form, content, sound, language, romance, archaeology, structure, and relations with astrology, with the oldest papers discovered.
The cat turned again toward the desert and sat to observe the moon reflex, the shadow, and the design created. So he slept and only woke up after the sun was bright on the horizon.
Calmly stretches, runs around, cleans its body, and returns to college, where it becomes a professor making conferences explaining and debating about many things.
At the time, the cat was loved and was the same that was hated and persecuted by many.
One day, after he lived and became respectable, one cat appeared in his teacher's office asking him what would happen in his life, what experience had, and what made him wise.
Well, cat, I did that ask many times ago. I did not receive a response about development or learned but be like it is, I could take you for knowledge a place where lives do not appear like here, a place without interference where you could make some observations and meditate about that: the rocks through shadow written words no correspondent, it is a thing unknown. You can decipher them.
The cat saw the fish in the water and wanted to be like them, and in the highest jump, it fell into the water. The sensation of being a foam sponge wet, turning soaked, and heavier water weight. What to do? I could die. So, the cat floated by the water chain of the river down the river until it arrived on a spread beach around. He was not tired. He was waiting for water to dry from his fur. Some animals came to see what that amount of hair and it did not move. So the animal ceased from him, and after a time, the cat returned. Sat on the stone and saw your face into the river, and when a fish passed around the reflection of your mouth, the cat attacked and took some fish.
Well, said him before going home: It is nothing better than a bath, floating with my natural floaters, taking adventures, seeing the crystal life of heaven on the skin of water, discovering lives, learning to avoid dangers, enjoying life, resting around the beach, pretending to be dead to eliminate boring people, without losing the objective, the first aim that we have, and by vanity to see the face in a mirror that reflects who we are. I do not know who you are, but I am a cat and like fishing.
Force, energy, a might into incredible soul energy, a flexible character, penetrating eyes, astuteness, determination, wit, insight, cunning with a permanent will to reach what is necessary, it fully able to develop a plan or a project with clean strategies, and all values have been previously are sometimes insured. In contrast, it has a look-forward variable depending on the occasion, place, and conditions. Like now, the moonlight shadows its owner's body, and a distraction leads him to play with it leaping and rolling or crawling with that design.
However, it appeared from the grove a beast with huge sparks claws, fangs sticking out the maw, and an immense tail. It growled and jumped just immediately on the cat catching on the ground the shadow that scapes to follow the cat once again. The monstrous beast bewilders, staring around. With folks like it, all can happen. It is unpredictable and unseeing where the cat went. Well, it is a secret. Magic from high perception is the cat's jump.
We could learn with a cat that the surprise is a failed measure of our circumstances, a wrong, or an absurd, and we should be prepared. We should be ahead, following our destiny with high perception as the cat makes.
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Thousands of people have a cat friend in their house, but not all write or try to explain their life with their cats. I do not do this. And I bet not many of them have said much about that. However, they are very much, and little from them is very.
Many talks about their lives with their cats. Few are dealing with that subject. And what talk is good, beautiful, and by this, because they insist that their writes and pronouncement appear sudden in our life, I know, I see that are good. So it is good when the cat emerges into the fragile existence of the human empire.
Among others, about Claudia, and its ways, the gifts it brought to my feet. She lived with us like it was a Goddess with a proposition to make us happy. I would like to remember that Marie, Roman, Sura, Meleca, Victor, Peteca, and Tristeza, among others, are absent - they became our family happy and grateful. They got to live in heaven.
I treat a cat, a possible cat, what some people said about them, a little myth. It is nothing compared with what could be said.
I started aimlessly, a chance, things without a motive or rationality implied, or be a game of words, formalities organized, and it is only a drowned voice, a map that leaves us for nowhere, the place where the cats come to our life.
We need to be like the cat to unravel what lived was.
Here are three short stories about cats and a handful of things about mysterious magics, positive and negative representations from that feline, an influence, and some way it leveraged in my life. Will see and who knows to remember something, or has the will to say for the child, turning to talk with the parenthood, friends and appending to life some personal discovery from your experiences
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First Unique Part
A cat's name is silence: the quiet wind and its presence. The invisible matter is moving our minds. He is here or there, behind the great chair. I heard something breaking down, a low scream, and, I do not know from where it came, a cat rolling in my leg. How did this happen or why? Do you know if I took it? It arrived here without why, and it was all sense when I saw him or that I could imagine - a cat in my life.
The moon is lighting up my way. It is always a surprise.
It is like a time unknown, curling around me, a cat in front of me -the cat.
In silence, imagining something alone without listening to someone calling my attention: It seems the cat eats his tongue.
I stood with my mind in motion and my spirit tracing links to catch the fortune of the quietly.
In logical thinking, the cat is more curious about what someone speaks, and before we try to give the cat a sense of an answer, and before any mistake, it attacks us. It can be in a lovely way, creeping with little pawls on shoes, rocking them, walking to squeeze something, next it runs, making more strangers' curves to lay on the carpet where it stays for less than one minute to walk, dancing leaning against me, the stranger. I was passing your house and saw the statue on the window. I thought it was a cat. A real cat, but I noted that it was a statue. Porcelain, not was? No, you saw my cat joking with you.
When we know that something is wrong, we prepare ourselves, and suffering, anguish, and sadness come. It makes us shut our mouths, meaning the cat ate our tongue. Remember that persistence is like having nine lives. It is lesson time, and a little reprimand gets from parents, adults, and teachers. Anyway, the form of the punishment is the statue positioned with opened starry eyes.
The cat climbs the backrest of the sofa at an extraordinary speed. In the same way, it stops and lays and is ready to do some prank with a cushion. So he jumps, runs again, and falls by the window to glue in a can. My Goddess, a veterinarian! I am a veterinarian. What can I do with cats? The cat has one life, one that history says is a protected soul from heaven from where the cats come.
A better life for anyone is good when they have meat, care, and protection; when all things are not present, a better life is a dream. The cats nap on carpets and cushions with strong fabric - they love to scratch it. I am not scared of cats anymore. It is impossible. We can not follow the cat - it is crazy to try to do it. Seeks to relax, breathe, and imitate them to be flexible.
We balance ourselves to each movement against all that appears. We have aims and strategies to realize. Break up the time and joins all in a unique and concentrated moment.
Never follow cats. Tries only to mimic them to understand you, not them. They do not need an understanding.
You know, you are the piece missing to complete that puzzle. So, please do not forget to turn the completeness into its totality.
The cat was in the baby car - I saw, I swear. It was on the street yesterday, scratching a wood fence. The cat climbs the tree, and no one can reach it.
The cat has nine lives, second to the old mysterious representation of the cat's body making that number, or six on the contrary case.
Still, seven said in other cultures. It represents Seth's power equal to seven. The cat is the goddess moon. It was as if she had brought many others being one only.
The cat is clever, and our memory is a network with imaginary connections when sophisticated energies create, producing thinking transformations, turning to understand and creating meaning and senses.
Sophisticated is a word that means something soft, like the cat that arrives from a long past.
The word cat is into the word. It is incredible.
The cat has a sense of magic power for starting anything and ending. Some words start, and others end with a cat. I saw a few words ending with a cat: Magnificat, ducat, pussycat, avocat, scat, copycat, soul-cat, and allocate.
The meaning lost comes back, by example, a phrase: Try to forget the forgetful words and come back with them. Forget something. Where is the cat? Many words with cats are builders of forgetfulness. However, with the signal cat into words, we discovered that the cat is related to the moon and reflex. The word is another word when it has a cat in it. The remarkable Goddess lives in words.
We could find others where the cat is present:
Catch can show speed and force. Categorization is like a cat putting everything in order; Caterpillar, like the cat, had thousands of feet in march; Catamaran like a leap on waves; Restless by complete is the way as the cat lays away where its tonicity is tender or when draped and coiled.
Enrolled, protected, giving ensure is the cat around us, maybe leaving us to fix thoughts.
The evidence of the good in logic attentive from the feline shows all that and many more. We could construct words from the cat. Look what an invention: catting things, catlight, catean, Cathy, cathie, catline, catmeanly, catwalles, cathrynne, catslide, gado, catang, catryleapingrabbit.
Tangled with yesterday like a ball of wool said tomorrow will be like a secret. Remembrances from my parents, what they said to me, the voices, images, and pride in their semblants.
The cat appeared in my childhood through my Mom, and she would want me to stay in bed after the bath. She said that having a cat hidden under the bed, I could not put my feet on the carpet because the cat would take me.
Do not get off the bed, please. You took a shower in that instant. If you get out barefoot, you could take an illness and do not want that, ok? I menaced her, pretending that I could get my feet out of bed. So, she said: do not put your feet on the floor, have a cat under the bed that will scratch you. I am advising you, take care.
The cat leaps in you. It sees what you are doing, so stay in bed. Today I continue thinking about it. A cat under the bed is ready to attack me. It is not really, but the psychology of doubt makes us very careful. I never put my feet on the floor without a little thing to move within me. A sensation, something that is nothing, but it is there. Sometimes I put my feet carefully on the floor, and when I do not feel like I am escaping from terrific danger. Would a cat be under the bed? The mind can not remember a logical thought, what made someone dodge something, but the cat is there.
Why that legend, and what is involved in that? To create fear to control us, it does not leave or provoke our imagination, the different qualities of the thinking, the color.
It caused tension that we gave for what we discovered.
The terror in a war explains the shock of training, the commandment, and its distress. The sequence that each one must do for remaining lives. Hierarchy, schedule minuted times for to do something.
A pedagogy from easy for complex things, coming from word train. And it maintains rhythm, a cadence. Ability in process, to be in action, to be the consequence to the others protecting each one, attention and focus, immediate response, like free cats because knew what need to do.
I look under the bed to see the threatening cat in the whole existential period I fed.
I could hear my mother saying that the cat leaps and goes to bite you.
I look at the cat that never attacked me.
Cats made a meow very low, like a feather bird floating in the air.
Thick sound, its face is lovely, yellow and white, with green eyes contrasting the dark floor.
I do not know why I do not get it, and hugging in my arms.
When the morning arrives, I go to do it.
I left giving liberty to animals, the imaginary menace of a goddess.
It was a female cat, representing the Bastet moon goddess of fertility Sekhmet, the Goddess of war, the power of protection against storm and tempest, at the same time worshiped for joy and pleasure, sensuality, the art of music, the one who tames, is always prompt to attack for good or evil.
The black cat crossing a street on a full Moon, a signal of bad; a cat on the roof, beware with hills; the cat behind the door, meaning that would reveal secrets; the cat lying on the stove, do not make food now; the cat scream wants to say that we need to do the homework; a cat on the window sill, is the moment in that you need to do something, maybe important to you, so do not rest your arms on the sill; a cat on the veranda, no look at home out, could have surprises undefined; in the sofa, meaning that you need to do gym; cat in the kitchen, is the moment to prepare something to eat; a cat sliding on the floor means that you need to play more; a cat stretching body, is like why not take a yoga class or grasp good ideas; cat purring, is like a moment of you restless; cat on the door, you must keep calm before enter.
Legend came from the Goddess Bast, that came from the moon and took the night with her, using the mantle of night.
The cat is a thief hiding in the shadows.
Cat is not a friend, so it has to beware when touching it. It will betray you and abandon your home forever.
Cat is the owner of magic that could transform you into another animal.
And will call the fire spirit.
They catch monsters and get them with their claws and bring them into the house.
Cat knows that you are trying to trick it, so no lies.
Cat lay beside you to not lose you.
A cat left its home to go away without looking behind.
Cat love who loves it; the journey of love has two hands.
The cat can climb e the moonlight and go for the truth home.
The cat runs and leaps, training in that demonstration of the urge to flee from danger.
Cats are vagabonds.
Cat is a signal of multiple existences.
Lovely is the cat, sweet and entirely floppy.
Cat is evil.
The cat is tender when it does not look like you were hunting.
Cat means freedom.
Exigents, command you.
Cats are masters of dominating space.
The cat represents strategies and tactics with knowledge and practices.
The place is what is important to them.
Cat is a friend from who is its friendship
Cat is the one that knows about the beginning and end.
Underground that my spectral cat's image, its presence, the dense and liquid force that invaded my thoughts with sweet furs and soft look, filled my dream of heaven, that place beyond where I could play with rabbits and lions.
Under the bed, the cat waiting by my feet - had feared my feet on the floor. The cat would attack me.
After suspecting that it did not exist, a cat was under the bed, and a cat waited for my feet - I was afraid to put my feet on the floor. The cat would attack me.
After suspecting that it did not exist, I thought it was ideological propaganda from my mother, a way of caring that I do not get my feet dirty through fear.
Creation of the fear, bringing the Goddess Bast into the house.
It is an ideological adjustment to stay in bed and not put my feet on the floor. The invention of the cat under the bed may belong to ancient human history and still is present in many societies.
The parents try taming their child with tragic stories and phantasy, crowding a flex mind with terror and horrible legends making the fear manifest in children.
Life became conditioned to anguish, pain, menaces, anxiety, and a pallidness to load life with endurance that burden to survive.
The terrible nightmares that paralyzed me, the fear of opening a door, putting my feet on the carpet near my bed, behind the window glass, the man that carried a bag in his back that could any moment kidnap and kill anyone, a monster hidden behind bushes, the perils of the night, the stranger dust, the sun can fall, the star is hanging in the sky can shoot against the world, the sound of mulch, the microscopic worms and virus living in wet clothes, the lightning, and violent wind, the fearless tempest.
The teacher will hit you, and the necessary public shame will happen deliberate drowning, the fine graphite from a pencil growing in your skin, the mouth moor in the port of silence because any denouncement is betrayed and must pay with death, eternal ridiculous being.
The cat under my bed scratches the mattress. It can be rats, indefatigable cockroaches, mosquito disease transmitters, the screams from those dying, or the moment of departure of someone loved.
The cat craved my thoughts with a terrified sensation, a desire never existed.
Challenging a ball of wool, playing with a box, running, and climbing a tree top in the backyard, the cat causes smiles and joy. It was rare, but it happened.
Cats were usually thrown out of the house by a window or door and were not welcome within the home, sometimes, yes. However, they fought insistently to be the home power. But the announcement was: The cat brings incurable infirmity with a difficult rescue.
The cat is a tricky animal. It is a sweet pet that needs good treats, affection, and care with respect and giving what is necessary to survive.
We can imagine the cat fur in our mind, the soft and flexible being, how much the cat is, and already doing some stunt.
The cat in our life.
The teaching from the cat to our life: we look at the sky sometimes, e in the goddess moon, is belief in beauty; learn more to increase our conscience, what will give to have better attention, a good focus on what we are doing, and be flexible, light, and bright in our ethical decisions.
They are forces: a way to walk free, a leap in the air, or a sound of deep sleep, calm and tranquil into appearance, an adjusted cat in our life and with the right to make a smile.
The cat in our behavior has a quiet mode of sitting on the table, is clean, and can listen to others when attacking it. Cats are clever to reach everything it needs, have good eyes and ears, and have the sensibility to enjoy the well of life.
The cat in our life has a perception from others and a sweet meow that can become a fury, using all forces to dump on the enemy. These are some characteristics of cats.
What I learned with my cats
The first is to try to be like a cat: slow and calm, flexible and attentive, definite and wise, having a plan, always knowing the path to take, how to arrive there, a project filled with ideas, but practices, determined in its strategy and action in powerful tactics. It is the habit, moralities. Showing true that the deals are a personal crossing will be made by its determination. The activities are completed with precaution and at least with less heed. The cat taught me to have a line for where it walks with a lovely invitation to attend anyone, always having compensation for a good deal into business.
The second is to accept the charm with goodness, a sweet sensuality that never exceeds the coherence limits, a presence warm without borders. Anyone can approach and say anything without being reproached. The tranquil face and body mean it is ready to do what it needs to, starting immediately in a leap. Everything seems warm, but on a scale of effort and might, the surprise of action does not suppress anything.
The cat shows that we must not hide our will and intentions, that we should believe that all things will be ok, and how necessary it is to realize our life with a sense of welfare. Sharing innovative modes of treatment with others and facing challenges like it were simple things to do. Dodging issues and creating small barriers for those wanting to be with him decreases the pulse. Anyway, training with a personal disposition is necessary to reach the other side. It is a way to form leaders. The last is to do anything that can not value for life. All is good while it can drive to be. The well is a reflection not conclusive, closed. The well opens like an offering. It is a ritual of passing to turn better. Instead of not being evident, the well is a potent condition for a transformation.
Creativity is the way to take the well in our life. So it is necessary to analyze our trajectory bringing the past to the present. The cat mysterious is how an idea jumps out, falling into reliable hands. It is essential to be someone of confidence from someone to learn to do that. The cat knew that it was not sufficient to exchange favors. We could evaluate our feelings and emotions about the decision, an ethical postulate. To clean, sanitize the body, and protect the soul and mind.
Put out the dirt, and mark the places where it can take some food to chew when the day comes, and if necessary. Cat's secrets are basics to continue on the right. A good memory that makes our print step comes from knowing what we can do through our intuition, which belongs to our background, experience, and innate condition.
The jump of the cat is not to have in hand the proof of a trail done. So notes, drafts, errands, writings, things that are out that leave to memory from anything, images, films, e-mails, designs, correspondences, documents, and objects are all we need to stock in many places, reproducing that.
We must guard, save protecting that with nine keys. The world is dangerous all the time. If by chance to be betrayed, trapped, stolen, or killed by enemies, you need to know that whoever wants to be that has made anything against them has proof, and do not require that, only a substantial way to care of a place where they live.
Life is related to space. One with another are together without touch, is only control of a secret plane still not identified.
The cat legend from antiquity, some that talk about illusions.
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Bessie and Charlie
Bessie, now lives in the heaven , and behind is Charlie, like a cat, he lay on the carpet, and prefer nap than bark away.
Charlie
