if I write yes, is it true, I doubt it, I'm not sure what is safe is when they say, is on the table, it is not below, it is the opposite of life, which appears above is actually below the power over others, the possession of the person weak, contempt, hatred is far, far away tomorrow, tomorrow in absolute love in the divine hope, one day, just one day, and everything goes with the death, disease, despair, forgetfulness, joy, organs everything that makes the emptiness of life, the desire to speak, barely exchanging a moment like that, it's okay, all is well, it is now that it's happening tomorrow it is too late, carrots are cooked, the chicken is in the oven, it's good, it was good, it looks like that in childhood I was not yet a seamless continuity up today, a test that extends into the certainty that all this will end one day, nothing resists time, that is what is good, you do not have to stay together for 300 years, 30 c ' is not bad for a human story begins one day, will you be my wife, for that night, for two nights for a thousand nights, 10-1000 nights, how many days, I look at my watch, it is time to go to be born a second time, far from love, away from the facility, far from my youth, far from what I was, if I am born, I die, then it is as that we can say interesting things, I'm interested myself to say it, which suits me enough for me to continue to make an effort, that's what's hard in life is to continue, more that start when you start it's easy, you do not know it is lying, and then continue and there, it hurts, it is, as it runs in front of a firing squad, we is no longer an illusion, it becomes commonplace, then at the beginning we dreamed aloud, it was wonderful, the flower rifle, and arrive in the trenches in the mud adventure idiot, that it is foolish to try, I do not mind, but it is useless