one day I know why I lived for the moment I am lost in objective reality, it is a closed espase that does not go away, moments, marmalade, cakes and honey and then the rain, sun, present moments, light and suddenly all is well, why am I able to start in the same place, it does not matter, it should work until I see what I will Also, that's life, it goes one day, that's a lot, like butterflies, but the human believes his destiny as he saw thousands of days, never say that it could be first, after so much time lost, there is a day that matters in life, that day we are ready, finally, it took some time, but nothing is done in a day, it takes doubts, uncertainties, joys, habits, night and day, now it starts, but how, I do not know, I'm on my way, that's what counts, my way, my way, everything else ash falls, it's magic, it happens only once in his life, it is surprising why this is so, there is no reason, just moving fast, without knowing why, c is a fast-paced, it goes, it goes down, happiness, unhappiness, fast, good, evil, no doubt, what, then, but, very quickly, no time to wait, there are people behind it must go fast, a life that passes to the next generation for thousands of the same music, good times, terrible visions, bodies cut into four, dead babies that stall packs of beer in Rwanda, the madness of human pleasure, that distinguishes us from animals who are violent to feed the human kills for pleasure and then he mocks