Los Misterios de Don Gato
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Así lleva de nombre mi segundo libro, en el cual hablo sobre una filosofía positiva y una psicología y su fuerza mental. Voy redactando en éste, cómo podemos controlar nuestros estados del alma y nuestros instintos. Para así tener control mental, tanto así que pudieran sentir estados emocionales sin la necesidad de experiencias o dejar de sentirlos. Por otra parte, van redactados cuentos, anécdotas e historias reflexivas, con la intensión de ver las bellezas en cada una de las experiencias. Así que los invito a leer mi trabajo. Atentamente, Paco o Paquito Banco.
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