I pray walking to be sure of what I'll do afterwards, because it prepares stability, it is upstream somewhere, it falls down on all sides, we are ready to go in the middle, it is preparation which simply asks to pray regularly without asking a particular action, what counts most in life is what we do not know, then it is useless to ask peanuts, I spend hours walking in this trance irationnelle I can free myself from my body and achieve a space above me, I'm fine, I'm also prayer comes when I want, in the midst of dark thoughts and foolish prayer comes as a strong element of stabilization obvious, everything else falls apart, it does not, it's moving, it's unnecessary, it is vain, it is hollow, prayer is full, it is slow, it is faith, I just think for me, it was I who first account, then the other, the dead, those who are no longer on this earth, I think, I pray for them, they need me like I need it, I do not know but I do quans same, it seems normal to me, life is short, so before and after it does not count to year, but in eternity, we are surrounded by eternity, just born to participate in this great game without rules, so I began to pray, to find a precise meaning to this vague foamless a reality with containing pow where I put my eyes, this is a slow without sensational discovery, I advance at every step, days and days of waiting productive, I am no longer young at the time I thought that everything was happening anyway, I concluded that there was nothing to do, it would happen today I'm sure he must be ready, be ready to prepare it means, take time turn on, before me slowly