Lupuleto II

Sometimes it seems that people are filled with stories just to not be empty, but once that process starts, so to speak, open them in certain kind of levels´mind; however if they do not like which appear into it, they try to execrates these of your bag or personal container. Each owner appears and wants to open its little egg made up of some species of colorful eggs, bright, with many positive energies of a good powerful additives preventing its expiration until the day of his death, -I mean, the eggs it´s is refered- of course. The owner of each container opens her eggs, occasionally, when he has been provoked for the action itself, of course!, and look inward, and if he has been satisfied what he is seen when introduced the head into the container, take one of this out, and invites one of each of them to lunch with him. Chat, and chat. The owner asks many things to little egg because he is eager to know about his story. Egg, red, for example, proud of their wisdom, will, and takes a drink, then another, and tells his story. And so, the owner of the container, quieter, smarter, or may be more fox as a experiencial human being, tells a bit of his life, too, but only what interest him to tell a llitle egg. After lunch, the container´s owner pays the bill, as he had professed and suggests the little egg, a new meeting to enjoy more stories. Egg, red, happy, and contented, goes to the center of the container with the other little egg, who, tells his adventure.
The days pass, and pass, and still going on, and red little egg, sits waiting at the door of the container, day after day, for the appeareance of his host which will invite him to go out and invited to something, anything, match, a beer, a breakfast. His friends, the other little eggs, of course, do not believe in him, and begin to taunt him, calling crazy, and gradually they were move away from him.
Therefore, one day, the owner, came and opened the container, and watched there for his own surprise, ¡the waiting egg!, he wasn´t wanted born. Not yet. He wants the ultimate vision, the ultimate conversation with the owner for the sake of whichever of one of them. So at the first sound the red little