it seems that the difference comes from hell,

it seems that the difference comes from hell, because in heaven everything is the same from the source to exhaustion, while everyone is taken by the urgent need to know that everything is the same in every corner of earth, human face life in that it has as peace missions, and when I'm ready, it starts by making a leap for it changes direction, it depends on the wind and weather city, sometimes it bothers enough to close the windows, but in general you can expect it to pass and arranges for the future, which will lead us to the night we will have the chance to see the effort paid off when one is able to make a coherent path that can pass as easily as in a normal way, which can go a step further without risking taking something else insofar as everything is gone quickly and more we advance one is short, but it being Thursday there is a pause in the fighting, and it is easier to say that this is what everything is made in such a complicated situation so that it can do in or out of an airlock protection if you want to pee and for the rest there is only a bend down to pick fruit, this is what I've done for years but the last few days I have seen in the sky strange lights that make me think I should go to the dealer to give me that candle I use when there are storms and when I come back the lights in my house, I go home, lights waiting to ask me now, I say it's time for soup, then take a light soup and a magic wand transforms into sausages smoking, another light laughs loudly and another begins to sing rock, it's party, eat sausages, we dance, we laugh, it lasts all evening and at midnight the lights go off, I never see him again, j imagine then they are also trying to find someone like me who is not afraid and agrees to spend an evening with lights that behave like women, except for a loving embrace we risk burn