that there in a body, love, hate, indifference, understanding but before there all hands that caress or strike, where does this difference, lack of consideration comes from childhood when we ourselves have been abused or neglected, there is a risk that the adult who has not received love in his childhood or violent turn when it is released this empty prison, lack is total, there is no marker, the empty space minus one, for it is certain that the unit is not enough to believe in a nice expectation The loss of confidence comes only after breakfast, it is 11 o'clock in the morning it rocking extaordinaires efforts lead to a growing dissatisfaction for the memory of a chocolate bread of my youth, that I am I, where am I going, uncertainty, reality, belief, works, I am complete, lacking in nothing, everything goes well, each day begins with positive thinking, I still exist today, it is wonderful, when we think of the Middle Ages, they slept seated fear of dying stretched during the night, today we accept this unconsciousness that lasts several hours, but it does not matter in life, what matters most is to be smart enough to understand how to crush those who do not understand life, it is sad to say but the human inteligence is the most miserable in a sense, we're not going to love it will satisfy the personal needs of recognition, a big car, a big house, travel halfway around the world, but as time passes, there is nothing left yesterday, it is a reality poor, be happy, this is the only way to exist slightly while all around me it collapses like pieces of ice floes in the sea one day, one day and it all starts and ends at the same time all because the time is come one who says what to do in case of failure of dream, it happens, we arrive at a narrow passage, it is tragic and funny, I'm naked and I look in the mirror, I see nothing what I could be, I'm here