in a new order there are exceptions because the human is unstable , violent, silly, he understands nothing , he twists everything to make porridge , and now the horizon comes a hope that takes all the space, the momentum carries me closer to an amazing time , all is well , everything is done nicely, everything is in balance, any advance , unlike life back as she can , what do we , little or nothing , because we do not see what you're doing or rather seen from afar, it does not matter because what stands out are the benefits of a situation, the power we have on the others, lack of attention , poverty feelings, and all that does not feed the lack , because what happens is that drylands we no longer visit because it is believed that utility is the main asset the vain , the siren are not looked , there was no time , everything will quickly ruin, we do not want to linger to reach the destination quicker , but we do not realize of all that has been missed, the time after the time before, during the time , it's the noise, the smell of the sea rises, the fish wriggling , the story is , stories told , and yet many thoughts that clutter the space , how many times do I have to announce that everything is there for the moment do not worry, it's still fresh , it can still go is young to the limit, not to be too close I move away to see everything from a distance, to have an overview , it helps to rebalance the apparareil for him to go in the right direction this is a moment of grace which could be repeated if I had more weight, but at my age I'm still caught up in jumps of youth, I can not hold on to a pole and to do the trick, I'm still taken by the spirit of defeat , too bad I will wait