should not say all the time that things will get better, there comes a time when the collapse is imminent, to hang on to avoid falling into oblivion, but it was no longer there, however, a lifetime to do well, it is little, especially towards the end, but the wear is such that energy is only used to lament, everything is finished and I'm tired, even if we could rejuvenate, it is a particularly sweet moment for humans to admit defeat, all the vain pretensions to earthly happiness are engulfed in the fire of creation finally admired, no word has more break the ice, it freezes immediately, a cold salutary humans is not known to be silent, he always bother with words out of hideous hateful mouths, years to curse in his corner and now the day of the blessing comes without warning, he was in full form and then suddenly he's gone leaving nothing to his children, nobody will regret it, at most he has allowed his offspring to raise the level in a hundred years, this is what happened inthe forgotten past, so many generations of envy, jealousy, criminals to arrive today in the same proportion of idiots, villains and fools no progress despite the ability today to do laundry at home and than watch TV can change channels with a remote control without leaving his chair, a great progress to swell